The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 65, The Bad-Skinned Girl's Fantasy
Emma reacted quickly.

The moment the gunshot rang out, she crouched down with her back against the car and opened the Myriad Chance Umbrella.

The car was bulletproof, so bullets from the back posed no threat to her.

The bullets fired head-on were all blocked by the black umbrella. The rifle bullets hit the seemingly thin umbrella surface and only made a series of muffled thuds, like hail falling on the umbrella.

Emma's hands, which were holding the umbrella, didn't even feel much impact.

"Survived!"

Emma breathed a sigh of relief:

"The boss is really amazing. Not only does he have this kind of high-tech equipment, but he himself is also ridiculously strong..."

Recalling her boss's effortless elegance as she easily dodged the Sandstorm Angel's onslaught, and his ferocious rage as he stunned the Sandstorm Angel with three punches and a kick, Emma's heart couldn't help but flutter.

"That's a superhuman who could smash a car with a single punch, yet Boss easily knocked her down! He didn't even exhale the cigarette from his mouth. Such an overwhelming victory... such a powerful yet elegant man..."

Emma licked her lips, a glint of something special flashing in her eyes behind her glasses:
"She's so lovable..."

Emma had taken a psychological test and knew that she was a psychopath with no empathy, cold-blooded and cruel, a born evil seed, a demon.

She also has a possessiveness far stronger than that of ordinary people.

She will get whatever she wants, no matter the cost.

Now she has her sights set on her own boss, and an unprecedented desire has arisen in her heart.

She wanted to have him, to conquer him, or even... to possess him entirely.

Of course, she also knew that a man as outstanding as Boss would inevitably have no shortage of women around him.

But what does this matter?

She could easily eliminate every woman who appeared in his life, just as she had eliminated those who had stood in her way or threatened her in the past, until he belonged only to her.

The naturally wicked girl hid behind the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella, listening to the sounds of bullets hitting cars and the umbrella, her heart filled with dark desires and fantasies.

Li Xingzhou stood amidst the hail of bullets, letting the bullets from both sides keep hitting him. He only raised his hands to slightly cover his cheeks, peeking through his fingers at the enemies on both sides.

There were a dozen or so gunmen dressed like urban counter-terrorism troops, in black combat uniforms, bulletproof vests, bulletproof helmets, and black masks. They were equipped with a full range of firearms, and their tactical movements were skillful. Their shooting while on the move was accurate, and their firepower was distributed reasonably. They looked like an elite regular army.

But these gunmen were definitely not regular troops.

In the Great Pleistocene, many private armies are better equipped than the regular army's fourth-class soldiers, at least in terms of light weapons.

After all, private armies are small in scale, and forces that can afford to maintain them naturally have enough financial resources to arm their private soldiers with the finest custom-made equipment.

"Not only are there mutant killers, but also more than a dozen well-equipped elite gunmen... Were they sent by the Punishment Group?"

Without much guesswork, Li Xingzhou knew that this attack was most likely the work of the Punishment Group.

Who told him to snatch Rex Prison, which the Punishment Group was determined to acquire?
"American-style business warfare...it's really interesting."

The bullets struck his body with a clanging sound like hitting steel plates. Each bullet tore through his clothes, landed on his dark golden skin, and was then deflected by his indestructible Heavenly Demon Golden Body.

Soon, a pile of twisted and deformed bullets lay at Li Xingzhou's feet.

Li Xingzhou had no intention of personally dealing with these gunmen.

No matter how elite the gunman is, he is still just an ordinary person and is no longer worth killing personally.

Besides, he was already a bit hungry, and activating the "Heavenly Demon Golden Body" had really taken a toll, so he needed to replenish his energy.

He pulled five thumb-sized skeletal "dolls" from his pocket, tossed them on the ground, and said:
“Crush them.” Then he walked through the hail of bullets toward Jason, who lay dead embedded in the trunk of the car.

Behind them, low, terrifying wolf howls rang out. The five skeletal dolls that landed grew into five upright skeletal werewolves, each between 2.2 and 2.3 meters tall. They split into two groups and roared as they charged toward the gunmen on both sides of the road.

Soon, the gunmen's gunfire became chaotic, followed by screams of terror, dying cries, and strange sounds of flesh and bones being torn apart and pulverized.

Even the most skilled elite gunmen are still incredibly vulnerable when faced with supernatural forces.

Amidst the pleasant sounds of battle, Li Xingzhou calmly approached Jason, placed his hand on Jason's forehead, and activated the Heavenly Demon Four Eclipses.

After a while.

Everything quieted down.

The five skeletal werewolves wiped out all the gunmen, not only strictly following Li Xingzhou's orders to completely crush them, but also spewing hellfire to destroy their bodies and burn them to ashes.

After completing the slaughter of the skeletal werewolves, their thick, dark red bones were stained with strange, blood-like patterns, indicating that they had absorbed the essence and vital energy of their victims, slightly enhancing their own strength.

Yes, although these five skeletal werewolves are only the lowest-grade "toy" level magical artifacts, they still have a certain growth potential and can absorb the essence and vitality of their enemies to strengthen themselves during battles.

Of course, since it's a toy, its potential for growth is also limited.

To break through the limit, Li Xingzhou needs to further restore his strength and refine it again.

The skeletal warrior grew stronger, but poor Jason couldn't survive this time. Under the relentless, pump-like sucking of the "hungry" Li Xingzhou, his body quickly withered and died, eventually turning into ashes.

Of course, Jason didn't die; he just returned to Hell. It's just unknown how long it will take before he's resurrected in Hell.

Having temporarily lost his half-brother Jason, Li Xingzhou felt a brief moment of sadness before stretching his arms, feeling his energy replenished, and nodding in satisfaction.

"Very good, no need to use the Sandstorm Angel as a blood pack..."

As a genuine demonic technique, "Heavenly Demon Four Eclipses" plunders and devours blood packs with extreme damage.

Even Jason, a human-demon with the conceptual ability of "immortality," finally succumbed to Li Xingzhou's repeated plundering and his physical body turned to ashes. How much more so for other creatures without immortality?

Like the Sandstorm Angel, if Li Xingzhou used her as a blood bank, even if he used the gentlest means to plunder her life force, it would cause her a serious loss of her vital essence.

Even if she recovers after a period of rest, it will only be a superficial recovery. Her potential will be greatly affected, and her lifespan will be significantly shortened.

Fortunately, Jason was already able to make up for Li Xingzhou's losses, so there was no need to use Sand Angel as a supplement. Li Xingzhou admired this fierce and tough woman very much and was even thinking of recruiting her as a prison guard.

After replenishing his essence, Li Xingzhou approached Emma, ​​who was still cautiously hiding behind an umbrella, and smiled:
"It's over. Call Banssel and tell him to come pick us up."

Emma then peeked out from behind the umbrella, cautiously looked around, and then looked at Li Xingzhou, whose clothes were riddled with bullets. A worried and concerned expression appeared on her delicate and beautiful face.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Looking at Emma's seemingly sincere expression of concern, Li Xingzhou chuckled inwardly.

He had already realized that the girl had no empathy and knew that she couldn't understand emotions like worry and concern for others. She might worry, but only about her own situation, and she would be completely unmoved by the experiences of others.

Everything she expressed at that moment was merely a performance based on her acting skills.

Of course, he didn't expose it, but only said softly:
"Don't worry, I'm unharmed."

Emma then appeared relieved, stood up, took out her phone, and dialed Bancells's number.

Soon, three cars drove out from Rex Island across the bridge and headed this way.

It was Bancells, who had paved the way on Rex Island, who brought his men over.

(End of this chapter)