He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

"The one delivering invitations."

Zhang Chulan held the black business card between his index and middle fingers and waved it at Gong Qing.

"Three months later, an alien army invaded, consisting of hundreds of thousands of Parademons."

"Assimilate them if you encounter them. After assimilation, your subordinates' combat power will increase tenfold, but their minds will no longer be their own."

"Wang Ai didn't believe in evil spirits and tried to control that thing, but he was assimilated into a monster and his whole family was wiped out."

"You've probably already heard about this, haven't you?"

"And then?" Gong Qing's expression remained unchanged.

"Then, my boss has the equipment and ability to deal with these things."

Zhang Chulan stepped forward and handed over the business card.

"Haven't you, the Quanxing (a subculture in Taiwan), always touted your freedom and unrestrained nature?"

"Being assimilated into a walking corpse by alien monsters is not freedom."

Gong Qing took two steps back, put his hands into his sweater pockets, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Zhang Chulan, do you think you can just come and go as you please here after you kicked Gao Ning away?"

The moment he finished speaking, the floor beneath Zhang Chulan's feet began to glow.

Intricate array patterns spread out from beneath his feet, covering the entire bar floor and extending to the ceiling and four walls.

The seemingly random graffiti and runes all lit up, forming a sophisticated sealing array.

The All-Powerful Array.

The techniques were a composite of various evil and heretical methods that the leaders of Quanxing throughout history had collected and pieced together.

As soon as the formation was activated, Zhang Chulan immediately felt the space become viscous.

The surrounding air became thicker, slowing down the switching speed of light by at least half a beat.

"I know you can become light, but light can also slow down in certain mediums."

Gong Qing retreated to the center of the formation and began forming hand seals with his ten fingers inside his sweater pocket.

"This formation simulates a high-density refraction field, where light cannot travel."

Zhang Chulan tried to activate the Flash Fruit, and his body did start to glow, but the conversion speed was significantly reduced.

The original instantaneous switch has become a delay of nearly one second.

one second.

It's nothing to ordinary people, but for the Quanxing gang, who are used to using underhanded tricks, a second is enough to do a lot.

Footsteps echoed from all directions.

The remaining dozens of Quanxing members in the bar had dispersed, forming a loose but effective encirclement.

Xia He formed the hand seals again, and that sweet, cloying spiritual energy once more spread out.

Two other people whom Zhang Chulan had never met before also made a move.

The two, a man and a woman, possessed strong Qi fluctuations and were likely the remaining two of the Four Madmen.

"You have two choices," Gong Qing's voice came from the core of the formation. "First, obediently go back and tell your boss that Quanxing doesn't buy into this."

"Secondly, we will keep you here and slowly study the principles behind your interesting abilities."

Zhang Chulan looked at the tightening encirclement around him and sighed.

He knew it would turn out this way.

The Quanxing group never plays by the rules.

Give them a chance to talk things out, and they'll just think you're weak and easy to bully.

"Gong Qing." Zhang Chulan pulled his hands out of his pockets, his tone calm. "I have something to show you."

He unbuttoned the third button of his tactical vest, revealing a black undershirt underneath.

Then, he lifted up the hem of his undershirt.

There were no scars on the skin of the abdomen, but there was an area with a glowing blue flame pattern.

"You can try it." Zhang Chulan loosened his clothes and opened his arms.

"Hit me, chop me, blow me up, it's all fine."

"Let's see if you can keep me here."

Gong Qing narrowed his eyes, sensing danger, but was also driven by curiosity.

"Let's do it."

The first to rush forward were two short members of the Quanxing sect, each wielding a poisoned short knife, who simultaneously slashed at Zhang Chulan from the left and right sides.

Zhang Chulan did not dodge, allowing both knives to pierce his ribs simultaneously.

Blood spurted out, and pain shot through him.

But the moment the blade pierced his body, blue flames erupted from the wound.

The flames weren't hot; they even carried a warmth that seemed to radiate life.

It wrapped the blades of two short knives around its head and, in less than three seconds, completely healed the two penetrating wounds.

The skin and flesh roll back, blood vessels reconnect, muscle fibers regenerate, and the skin closes.

The whole process took less than three seconds.

The two knife-wielders were thrown back by the heat wave of the blue flames, and the short knives in their hands were burned into a pool of molten iron.

"Who else?"

Zhang Chulan looked down at his perfectly intact abdomen and patted the dust off his clothes.

Gong Qing's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

Phoenix.

He had seen this legendary creature in ancient books.

Reborn from the ashes, immortal.

The blue flames on Zhang Chulan's body are exactly the same as those described in the legends.

"Thunder Smoke Cannon!" Gong Qing shouted at the hole in the wall.

Gao Ning was pulled out of the wall, covered in dust, his nose crooked.

He staggered back to the bar lobby, his fists once again gathering thunderous energy.

"Go all out," Gong Qing commanded.

Gao Ning roared and slammed his fists into the ground.

The dark gray energy surged along the floor toward Zhang Chulan, and the explosive shockwave shattered all the tables and chairs along the way into pieces.

boom!

Zhang Chulan was hit head-on by the shockwave, his body tumbling several times in the blast before crashing into the wall at the end of the bar.

The dust settled.

A human-shaped indentation was imprinted on the wall, with Zhang Chulan's body embedded in it.

His clothes were mostly torn, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth and ears.

But the blue flames lit up again.

The crackling sound of bones breaking was heard as the fractures healed, the torn skin regenerated, and the damage to internal organs was rapidly repaired in the blue flames.

Five seconds.

Zhang Chulan jumped down from the wall, twisted his neck, and his bones cracked.

Apart from his torn clothes, he had no other injuries.

An eerie silence fell over the bar.

The dozens of Quanxing members looked at each other, their weapons and qi techniques now just decorations.

Can't be beaten to death.

They're really indestructible.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Chulan bent down and picked up the black business card that had just fallen to the ground, blowing off the dust.

"Gong Qing, I'll say it again."

He held up his business card, and blue flames slowly rose behind him, casting a deep blue glow over the entire bar.

"When those things arrive in three months, your formation won't be able to hold them off, and your men won't be able to defeat them either."

"But my boss has a solution."

Should I accept this business card or not?