Exploding God

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Who will die first?!

Holy crap...

Jin Chenghui felt that his 15-year-old body was about to break through his blood pressure of 250. He clutched his heart and tried to stay upright, but his brain was still suffocating with a feeling of lack of oxygen.

The two men in leather jackets had their fingers on the triggers, their eyes flashing with savagery. Even without guns, their strength as 3-star warriors was enough to slaughter this arrogant brat in front of them.

The moment your finger pulls the trigger is the moment the bullet blew the enemy's head off.

"Go ask me in hell!"

With a cold snort, the two fired their guns simultaneously.

However, at the same moment, Lu Ze moved, and he was faster than the two of them.

Lu Ze stretched out his arms lightly, bringing his index and middle fingers together at the same time. With a gentle tremor, they instantly transformed into a light breeze, leaving behind several afterimages like flowing water.

In the unseen world, the accumulated star power surged out of the sea of ​​consciousness like an electric current, attaching itself to the arms, wrists, and fingers.

The subtle tremors of the biceps and triceps should have caused a sound like firecrackers exploding in the air, but the strange rhythm of the bones canceled out all the tremors from the opposite direction.

So what you end up seeing are two winding trails that resemble streams flowing through the air, until the fingertips simultaneously pierce the throats of the two men in leather jackets, and only then do the afterimages finally merge into one. The whole process is exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

—Flowing Water Unloading Wind Fist: Two-Tooth Finger!

Click.

Two slightly muffled throat-splitting sounds erupted simultaneously within 0.1 seconds, creating a chilling harmony with a surround sound and echo.

Not a single drop of blood was spilled.

The two men in leather jackets froze, their gun-wielding postures frozen in place, like statues.

"I'm gone."

Lu Ze lowered his arms and calmly walked through.

Jin Chenghui's mind was in a daze, and he had no idea how he followed Lu Ze through. He only knew that when he was in a straight line with the two men in leather jackets, he suddenly heard a sound in his ear.

puff.

The two corpses fell heavily to the ground!

Jin Chenghui glanced at it unintentionally and felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.

Because the backs of these two men in leather jackets had protruded by a full five centimeters!

Did they just knock the cervical vertebrae out of their bodies?

The future hacking genius stammered, "Just...just...I clearly saw them about to fire!"

"The duration of a human brain electrical activity typically ranges from 170 to 700 milliseconds. Nerve signals jump and travel across the myelin sheath before finally reaching the fingertips. However, specially trained individuals can achieve a time of less than 150 milliseconds between thought and action."

"So as long as the attack is executed within 150 milliseconds, everything becomes very simple, doesn't it?"

Lu Ze opened the back door, his gaze falling calmly on the storage room not far ahead.

【It's not your grandpa!】

Kim Sung-hui almost flipped the table in his mind, but in the end he could only admit defeat and grunt in agreement.

Lu Ze, who was walking ahead, smiled slightly.

Kim Sung-hui was completely unaware that the fear he felt when he witnessed the murder had vanished without him noticing.

Lu Ze glanced at the bracelet again. In the lobby, a tall, thin man in a brown suit and black sunglasses walked in, and his gaze lingered on him from the moment he entered...

He then made eye contact with Lu Ze on the other end of the monitor.

"No matter who you are, you will die a horrible death."

The man in sunglasses crushed the silver monitor with a blank expression. His gaze swept across the chaotic hall, and suddenly, the vertical pupils behind his sunglasses contracted sharply.

"How long has it been since we heard Padmé's voice?"

"About 18 seconds..." a man in a leather jacket said in a low voice.

"Where did Padmé land?" The man in sunglasses fiercely lifted the man up, a violent aura emanating from his entire body.

"N-I don't know, Captain. Only the commander knows the [Demon Eye] of each team."

He threw the leather-clad man three meters away, then, adjusting his wireless earpiece, spoke with a grim expression: "Commander..."

"Shadow 257, your operation has failed. We've encountered an interesting opponent." A neutral voice, devoid of any emotion, rang out, but it sent a chill down the spine of the man in sunglasses, even on this sweltering day.

The commander just said—the operation failed?

The operation has only just begun, how could it possibly fail!

"Commander!" The man in sunglasses said, his voice filled with resentment.

"You have one minute to evacuate. I will cooperate with you to annihilate the special operations team hiding in the rear." The neutral voice remained unwavering, as if a robot were issuing an order.

The man in sunglasses couldn't help but twitch his facial muscles, and he silently shut down the communication.

Then he slammed his fist down hard, and the entire bar shattered!

"retreat!"

……

Three kilometers from the Fengyun Network Center, in a building, bright sunlight streamed through huge floor-to-ceiling windows into the empty conference room. A figure stood quietly by the window, looking down.

Her face was obscured, but her exposed wrists and neck revealed her fair skin. The gray business suit made her curvaceous figure appear even more graceful, and her mature wavy hair cascaded down her back. A cup of coffee in her hand added to her mysterious and elegant aura.

"When you realize that Padmé's life or death will determine your own, and that freedom was lost the moment you took action, will you be discouraged?"

"You're barely worthy of being called an opponent, and you've barely reached the point where I can admire you."

"Geniuses need to be trained."

The woman sipped her coffee slowly and casually, talking to herself.

……

……

"Planning is an art, and so is murder."

As they approached the storeroom, Lu Ze stopped and calmly looked at Jin Chenghui, who nodded mechanically with a bewildered expression, seemingly understanding but not quite.

From the moment Lu Ze made his move, Jin Chenghui felt that the world was no longer the world he knew. Don't tell him that going to high school for two more years would make him so awesome!

Is this some kind of high school on the planet Zenith?

"Wait a moment, just watch."

Lu Ze flexed his wrists and walked alone toward the general store.

Jin Chenghui dared not move. He clenched his fists nervously and gestured anxiously.

[The people inside have guns, you bastards!]

But the high school graduate from the Celestial Planet in his eyes walked to the front of the general store as if taking a stroll, and then...

As that majestic will blossomed, the golden pointer in Lu Zexing's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly paused.

Time stands still!

In that instant, the entire world, encompassing time and space, froze.

Whether it was Jin Chenghui's tense breathing, his uncontrollable heartbeat, or the smoke spreading in the distant Fengyun Hall, everything was frozen like a still animation.

The person who started all of this simply smiled and reached out to open the door.

His gaze swept over the expression of fear, excitement, and bloodlust on the mixed-race white man with a high nose bridge opposite him, then he calmly pinched the brass bullet that was so close to his brow, gently turned it around, and released his fingers.

A ripple appeared in Xingyuan's sea of ​​consciousness, and the power of time once again propelled the pointer to swing.

In a mere 0.4 seconds, a change that seemed to exist independently of this world suddenly possessed an unparalleled, overwhelming force, violently tearing apart the trajectory of the real story!

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

Padmé, his eyes filled with confusion, pressed against the wall, the bullet hole between his eyebrows having taken away all his life.

In the instant of his death, he may have been wondering what exactly happened.

Is this a manifestation of God or the resurrection of Satan?

Is it really true that someone shoots themselves in the face and kills themselves?

Of course, none of that matters anymore.

He is now completely dead.

In the time it took for Jin Chenghui's eyes to regain movement, his brain to continue thinking, and his mouth to continue speaking, he saw Lu Ze open the door and heard the gunshot!

"—Brother Ze!!" His brain buzzed, and he felt his body go weak and he was about to fall.

I told you not to go, they have guns! They have guns, you bastard!

If you die, how am I supposed to play?

"Um?"

Lu Ze turned around curiously.

what……

At this moment, Kim Sung-hwi looked just like an adorable, silly guinea pig.