Exploding God

Directly moving the loot of the Hibiscus Squad without permission!

These genetically engineered warriors can easily toss objects weighing several tons without any auxiliary tools.

Regardless of their identities, strength, or actions, these individuals instantly caused a huge uproar in the camp, sparking heated discussions from all directions.

However, five minutes passed, and more and more people gathered around, but no one dared to step forward to stop it!

The reason is simple: the imposing team of gene warriors walking with an imposing aura are not only registered 6-star gene warriors of the Yanhuang Combat Alliance, but also members of the three giants of the Shangnan underground black market, the Ten Directions Alliance.

After watching for a while, those with sharp eyes noticed that all of these people had a cross-shaped sword embroidered on their collars.

The hidden markings sent a chill down the spines of every viewer.

The three underground giants are the Tiger Shark Society, the Ten Directions Alliance, and the Shangnan Business Alliance. The Tiger Shark Society is mostly composed of dark mercenaries, and its territory is mainly in the wilderness, rarely appearing in the city. The Ten Directions Alliance is composed of pure Yanhuang combat alliance members and is the strongest. The Shangnan Business Alliance, usually referred to as the Business Alliance, is a union of local financial magnates. It has the most abundant funds but is relatively weak in actual combat.

Neither the Yanhuang Battle Alliance nor the Shifang Alliance could match these scattered soldiers.

"Captain Fan, are you almost done moving everything? Leave nothing behind?" A genetically engineered warrior who had just jumped off his own transport vehicle asked.

"No need."

The man known as Captain Fan stood there with his arms crossed, his eyelids never blinking.

"Put me down!"

"This is a hunting camp. We are an A-level tactical team. What you're doing is overstepping your boundaries! Did you get our permission?!"

Zhou Zhao, the driver of the all-terrain vehicle for the Hibiscus Squad, gritted his teeth and roared, trying to break free from the iron clamps on his back, but no matter how much the veins on his forehead bulged, he couldn't move an inch.

A man wearing a tactical vest and carrying two swords on his back seemed oblivious, still gripping Zhou Zhao's neck with his other hand.

"You want to hunt them yourselves? You can't beat those spiders, so you come and steal from us? You bunch of bastards!" Zhou Zhao's voice roared from deep in his throat, filled with hatred.

The insult seemed to annoy the man carrying two swords. He tightened his grip slightly, and Zhou Zhao heard the sound of tense muscles being forcibly loosened in his mind. The intense pain rendered him speechless for a moment.

"Duan Yue, give this young man a breather."

Seemingly noticing what was happening not far to his side, Captain Fan spoke calmly before turning his head slightly to look over.

"First, we'll go hunt them. Second, we also want your shipment; once the manager arrives, I'll offer a satisfactory price. Finally..." Captain Fan stared expressionlessly at Zhou Zhao, the diagonal scar on his brow giving him a particularly cold look. He chuckled lightly, "Heh, just a bunch of five-star threat insects, and you're all this nervous?"

The contempt in his words immediately ignited resentment in the eyes of the surrounding crowd, but they dared not speak out.

These domineering Yanhuang warriors.

"You only needed it on the first day, so consider yourselves lucky. Ha, you ungrateful bastards." Duan Yue released Zhou Zhao and sneered.

"Give it to your mother!" Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhao flew into a rage and turned around to throw a punch.

However, Duan Yue's right kick was several times faster than Zhou Zhao's.

The military boots slammed heavily into Zhou Zhao's stomach.

His face turned deathly pale in an instant, and Zhou Zhao's voice was forcibly kicked back into his abdomen. He flew three meters backward and knelt heavily on the ground.

Large beads of sweat dripped from Zhou Zhao's forehead onto the soil. He trembled as he tried to stand up, but the excruciating pain caused him to kneel on the ground several times in a row.

"Overestimating yourself." Duan Yue withdrew his left foot and looked down at Zhou Zhao with disdain.

"Bastard." Zhou Zhao fell to the ground with a thud, supporting himself with his elbows. His right hand trembled as he operated the bracelet, making a series of intermittent sounds.

"Quick, come quickly..."

Upon hearing this, Duan Yue squinted and looked to his side.

Captain Fan didn't even glance at the ground.

"Heh." Duan Yue, having already made up his mind, sneered and ignored him, instead looking at the top of the all-terrain vehicle belonging to the Hibiscus Squad. "Zhao Rong, you're back!"

"Alright, last one." A man who looked like a skinny monkey but had unusually long arms stood up, carrying another huge fang on his shoulder. "I must say, this thing is quite heavy, haha."

Amidst his laughter, Zhao Rong bent his knees and jumped, causing the entire car to tremble slightly.

The onlookers watched in astonishment as Zhao Rong leaped ten meters through the air and landed precisely on the transport vehicle on the other side.

"Captain Fan, all done."

"Let's go to the conference room," Captain Fan said coldly, glancing down at his watch.

"Aren't we going to wait for their squad?" Duan Yue walked to Captain Fan's side and gestured towards Zhou Zhao, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Don't waste your precious time on unimportant people." Captain Fan's voice was casual and indifferent. He glanced at Duan Yue with slight displeasure. "Is our Ten Directions Alliance's time so worthless?"

"Team Leader Fan is right." Duan Yue suddenly felt a little embarrassed, realizing that he had really let the organization down.

"Alright, let's go."

"Yes."

Captain Fan turned around, and the other six gene warriors landed behind him with a swift and decisive leap, following him forward.

Then they saw the crowd fifty meters away suddenly part to form a passage.

A group of people slowly walked out into view.

The two sides looked at each other.

Tian He, who had been feeling uneasy ever since Zhou Zhao was kicked away, suddenly trembled.

"What's wrong, Lao Tian?" A colleague next to him sensed something was wrong and asked with a frown.

Tian He trembled, looked up at the thick fog being blown away by the gale, and said softly, "It's about to dawn."

After speaking, Tian He turned and walked back into the carriage.

What?

While his colleague was still in a daze, he saw several people rush out from the group opposite him. They ran to the empty space and helped up the young man who had been kicked away and was now kneeling on the ground.

"Zhou Zhao".

"Zhou Zhao!"

"How are you?!"

"What happened?"

Qi Yuan, Han Zhen, and the others lifted the pale-faced Zhou Zhao to the surface and asked in shock and anger.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't stop them." Zhou Zhao, enduring the excruciating pain in his abdomen, pointed ahead and said, "They...they forcibly took away our spoils."

Qi Yuan, Han Zhen, and the others suddenly looked up.

In sight, the team, dressed in light protective gear and carrying cold weapons, stood there like iron towers, exuding an imposing aura even in silence.

The leader stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight ahead, and smiled as he spoke:

"Commander Zhou, Commander Bi, I apologize for bothering you."

"The Yanhuang Combat Alliance, Vanguard Seven-Man Team, has arrived first."

"I am Fan Chaosheng, a seventh-realm martial artist."

His calm and collected tone silenced the entire campsite within a fifty-meter radius.

Those who had been crowding forward and hadn't had a chance to see Captain Fan's face were all stunned at this moment.

Even Li Hui, the camp manager, was momentarily dazed!

A look of surprise appeared in Bi Yanming's eyes.

"It was him..."

"Ranked fifth among the martial artists of Shangnan, he traversed three thousand miles of wilderness alone without dying, single-handedly slaying 27 six-star behemoths, and is renowned throughout Jiangnan for his 'Leg Wind and Fierce Blade' technique. He is a legendary figure, appearing and disappearing like a dragon... [Guillotine] Fan Chaosheng!"

Those familiar with the Shangnan Martial Arts Ranking were already speechless with shock.

7-Star Warrior!

It's actually a living 7-star warrior!

That's a walking humanoid mecha, a true 7-star Strong Wind Realm warrior!

The worship of the strong, buried deep in their blood and marrow, caused countless pairs of burning eyes to be fixed on each other simultaneously.

Fan Chaosheng maintained his calm expression and remained standing in the same spot.

Li Hui and the others disregarded the potential disputes that might arise over there. He quickly walked up to Fan Chaosheng and bowed slightly to show his respect.

"So it's General Fan who has come in person! Please forgive Li Hui for not being hospitable enough."

"General Fan, seeing is believing. I am Bi Yanming, welcome."

The number one and number two officers of the hunting camp both walked up to Fan Chaosheng and then simultaneously ordered those beside them, "Quickly arrange a meeting room."

"No rush. I have other important business to attend to here today."

Fan Chaosheng calmly raised his hand to stop them, saying, "Please inform that team that I am very satisfied with what they have collected."

"In addition to the normal bounty reward, the Ten Directions Alliance will pay the reward at twice the price of items of the same tier."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for everyone in the room to hear clearly.

As Mu Jin and the others helped Zhou Zhao up, they all stared ahead with eyes blazing with fury.

In his field of vision, Fan Chaosheng maintained his aloof demeanor, his gaze never wavering.

Lu Ze, on the other hand, stood there with his hands in his pockets, watching calmly...

Mu Jin and others.