Exploding God

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Wang Yun, who had just walked out with her backpack and was about to throw it into the SUV and leave, stopped and looked at Lu Ze, who was still silent. The boy's gaze was still calm, and his hands were in his pockets. At first glance, he seemed to be unaffected.

But she saw the helplessness in the face of fate beneath the stubborn facade.

She, who was usually so outspoken, sighed softly and slammed the trunk door shut.

Then, with a slender stride encased in military boots, Wang Jun stood beside Lu Ze. Her gaze swept over the four Hibiscus members entering the carriage, over the Yanhuang transport vehicle blocking their path, and finally settled on Lu Ze's quiet, angular profile. She spoke softly:

"I'm not much of a comforter. Try to think more positively; after all, the law of the jungle prevails over the strong, that's the rule of the wilderness."

"Some knowledge is not in textbooks."

"That's all I have to say. And thank you for today." Wang Jun pursed her lips, somewhat disliking the somber atmosphere. Seeing that Lu Ze didn't seem inclined to turn around and respond, she prepared to leave after finishing her sentence.

"You're welcome," Lu Ze suddenly laughed and replied cheerfully.

Wang Jun stopped abruptly, looking up in surprise.

Then, a scene that caught her eye out of the corner of her eye sent a shiver down her spine!

In mid-air, four figures crashed down like boulders falling to the ground, creating a shockwave!

As the smoke and dust dissipated, the black and red painted Berserker mech swung its arm shield and slammed it forward heavily.

—Thump!

The rhomboid shield slammed hard into the front of the transport vehicle.

Sparks flew everywhere!

The heavy transport vehicle, which was preparing to leave, suddenly stopped, its speed abruptly halted. A grating twisting sound came from the axle, and the cargo box rose nearly a meter before crashing to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Gao Han, the truck driver and navigator who had been mocking Mu Jin and the others, was violently thrown up and then forcibly pulled back by the seatbelt. His head slammed against the back of the seat, and he felt dizzy for a moment.

The next second he regained consciousness and stared incredulously at the four constructs standing side by side.

The mottled paint and broken armor plates, though seemingly dilapidated, constantly exude an aura of iron-bloodedness and domineering power.

"How dare you!" Gao Han finally reacted and shouted angrily.

He had been driving for the Ten Directions Alliance for eight years, and this was the first time someone had dared to forcibly stop him! Didn't the other party know whose car it was?!

The might of a warrior is untouchable!

They're ignoring even this rule! Are they courting death?!

After regaining consciousness, Gao Han angrily tried to step on the gas and rush out again.

However, as the sharpshooter mech casually pressed an electromagnetic spider onto the hood of the vehicle, a blue light flashed with a buzzing sound...

The entire vehicle stalled completely.

The tremors and screams mingled together, like a heavy bomb suddenly being dropped into the camp.

The crowd and procession that were chasing ahead came to an abrupt halt.

The moment Li Hui, Bi Yanming, and all the other hunting camp managers saw this scene, they felt as if their hearts had been squeezed tightly, and they could hardly breathe.

Only two words are echoing in their minds right now...

【Finished】!

Amidst the suffocating fear in everyone's eyes, Fan Chaosheng slowly turned his head, his gaze cold and indifferent.

bass.

The sound of swords being drawn rang out in unison.

The six accompanying 6-star warriors simultaneously raised their gleaming alloy Tang swords.

At that moment, waves of energy surged around the six people, sending sand and gravel flying, and the atmosphere in the arena instantly became as oppressive as dark clouds pressing down on the city.

Duan Yue, holding his military knife in both hands, looked indifferently at the four mechs mounted on Mu Jin's body and sneered, "What, you have a problem with that?"

"What a self-centered attitude. Did you even ask our opinion before taking our Hibiscus Squad's stuff?" Qi Yuan released the electromagnetic spider, turned around slowly with his sniper rifle upside down, and spoke coldly.

At this moment, Lu Geng's Ranger Mech, with its two rods twisted together and electric arcs rising, launched a shoulder-mounted missile on its own.

Han Zhen's fighter mech, with its knees bent and back arched, had a crimson glow on the boomerang-shaped pouch at his waist.

Locked-up Berserker Mech turned around, retracted its shield, and positioned itself at the forefront.

Standard tactical squad advance preparation stance!

The surrounding crowd retreated in unison, clearing an increasingly larger space in the center of the arena, where they stared in disbelief at the four armored mechs.

No one expected that the Hibiscus Squad would be so courageous.

Duan Yue narrowed his eyes, slowly drawing his twin swords apart as they crossed, sending sparks flying and his trouser legs moving even without wind.

Bi Yanming suddenly rushed out, pointing at Mu Jin and the others, and sternly reprimanded them: "Qi Yuan, Article 7 of the Hunting Camp Rules states that no one may gather in the camp to cause trouble, and no construct mechs may be used except under a red alert. Violators will be severely punished! Have you forgotten?!"

"Commander Bi, Article 13 of the hunting camp regulations states that no one may take another's spoils without their consent. Have you forgotten this rule too? Did you say anything when the Hibiscus Squad's spoils were taken away?" Qi Yuan's Gauss sniper rifle hummed and entered charging mode. As the azure light flowed, it caused the already scattered crowd to instantly move back two meters.

Are you kidding me? This is someone who can single-handedly take down a 7-star threat, the Demon Eye Moth!

Bi Yanming was so angry that his face turned pale and his body trembled, unable to speak, because Qi Yuan's words had directly hit him where it hurt.

The content that should have been explained by Li Hui was instead used by him to jump out first, making him the target of questioning!

"Qi Yuan, do you know what you're doing?!" Bi Yanming avoided answering, instead angrily questioning, "You—"

Fan Chaosheng suddenly waved his hand to interrupt Bi Yanming. He stepped forward with his hands behind his back, looking at Qi Yuan and the Gauss sniper rifle in his hand with a mocking gaze, and said indifferently, "Fine. Since that's the case, let me ask you, the Ten Directions Alliance is offering double the price for your goods, are you going to sell or not?"

His flat tone, devoid of any fluctuation, conveyed a sense of aloofness and coldness.

Simply mentioning the name of the Ten Directions Alliance was enough to terrify those around them.

The only underground black market in the Shangnan region, the leader of the three giants, the gathering place of the strongest martial artists, the Ten Directions Alliance!

This batch of goods is what the Ten Directions Alliance has its eye on, so this batch of goods can only be delivered to the Ten Directions Alliance.

If they don't sell, then they don't even have the right to sell.

Oh.

A sneer came from inside the mask of the sharpshooter mech.

Qi Yuan was about to speak, but his keen eyes suddenly noticed the boy's movements not far away. He abruptly shut his mouth, his eyes filled with excitement.

……

Having been overwhelmed by a series of unexpected events, Wang Jun felt a chill creeping down his spine.

She muttered to herself, "They've gone mad, they've all gone mad."

But remembering how she was rescued from her desperate situation by Mu Jin and the others, she bit her lip and looked at Lu Ze, pleading, "Lu Ze, you're their advisor, please persuade him to give up! Fan Chaosheng is a War General... a 7-star War General!"

However, Lu Ze, whom Wang Jun was looking at, turned around with a smile, looked at her calmly, and said softly, "You really aren't very good at talking."

One sentence made Wang Jun's expression instantly incredibly interesting.

"However, you said something very well."

Ok?

What did you say?

Wang Jun's train of thought was not immediately caught up.

"The law of the jungle prevails over the weak; that's the rule of the wilderness."

Lu Ze and Wang Jun passed each other, Lu Ze taking a step forward unhurriedly.

The young man loosened his shirt collar slightly, looked at Fan Chaosheng who was standing with his hands behind his back, and casually said, "Actually, you've asked the wrong person. The goods are mine."

"Why don't you ask me again?"

Inside and outside the crowd, thick clouds and fog obscured the view, and a strong wind howled.

Lu Ze stood tall and imposing, one hand in his pocket.