My whole family was brutally murdered? I awakened the thug system and went on a killing spree.

Jiang Nuonuo spoke extremely fast, as if afraid that if she was even a second too slow, she would be thrown down.

She attempted to use this network of four mountain-like, terrifying forces to make the thug understand what kind of behemoth he was fighting against.

Qin Meng's facial muscles were not twitched at all.

His dark gold face was as hard as iron in the night.

The underground boxing ring has already gotten a rough idea of ​​the backgrounds of these four companies through its surveillance.

"Is that all this useless nonsense?"

Qin Meng's voice was completely flat.

"Then you can go down and keep your bodyguard company."

The five fingers tightened again.

Jiang Nuonuo's neck bones cracked under the strain.

The fear of impending death enveloped my entire body once again.

She frantically slapped Qin Meng's arm, which looked like it was made of cast steel.

All ten fingernails broke off, bleeding profusely.

Tears mingled with blood dripping from his cheeks, falling pathetically into the bottomless abyss a hundred meters below.

Conventional threats of power are nothing but a laughable joke in the face of absolute violence.

This person doesn't follow any rules.

The final tenth of a second, a matter of life and death.

Jiang Nuonuo screamed, revealing her true trump card.

"That old man wasn't my real bodyguard at all!"

"My true protector is Jiang Shi, an eighth-level ability user!"

"He didn't come with me tonight; he went to investigate the source of the impending spiritual energy resurgence in Jiangcheng!"

"If you dare to crush my throat, the life imprint within me will instantly transfer to Jiang Shi!"

"With an eighth-tier hunter like you, you definitely won't survive tonight!"

Qin Meng's fingers stopped.

Eighth rank.

The spiritual energy has been restored.

These two words, full of destructiveness and the unknown, finally brought a ripple to this one-sided crushing defeat.

The brain begins to rapidly deduce the possibilities.

With 194 points of physique, it would take him 20 seconds to draw all his trump cards and enter a weakened state before killing a single Rank 6 mutant.

If it were at the seventh rank, the current physical strength might be able to withstand it for a while.

Against the eighth rank.

This involves crossing two major realms.

It was unilaterally and physically eliminated, leaving no room for error.

Zhao Wuwei, Ye Wujiang, Jiang Nuonuo, and other top scions of prominent families from the provincial capital gathered in Jiangcheng.

It wasn't about fighting for any territory at all.

The source of spiritual revival.

This is the real goal of this group of people.

Jiang Nuonuo caught Qin Meng's extremely slight pause.

Like a drowning person grabbing onto the only piece of driftwood.

She immediately offered her last and most humble terms in the deal.

"If you spare my life, I'll be your inside man!"

"I can provide the precise coordinates of Zhao Wuwei, Ye Wujiang, and even Jiang Shi!"

"And top-secret information about the revival of spiritual energy—I can give you all of it!"

"The Jiang family's money, resources, and even myself—I can give them all to you!"

Qin Meng looked down at the woman from his high vantage point.

He has no internal energy and is physically weak.

Simply crushing someone to death provides almost zero violence points.

The returns are extremely low.

But if we keep her.

An advanced radar system lurking within the enemy's ranks.

A live surveillance system that can provide the coordinates of high-level enemies at any time.

It can even provide early warnings of the movements of eighth-tier powerhouses, preventing them from facing an insurmountable predicament too early.

The value of this deal far exceeds that of a corpse.

Qin Meng suddenly swung his arm back.

Jiang Nuonuo was pulled back from a height of 100 meters.

It crashed heavily onto the rough concrete slab of the unfinished building.

The construction debris and rubble scattered all over the ground instantly slashed her bare back, leaving more than a dozen bloody gashes.

Qin Meng reached his left hand into his tactical pocket.

He pulled out a cheap fructose candy that he had casually grabbed from the underground boxing ring earlier.

He roughly pinched open Jiang Nuonuo's chin.

He stuffed the hard candy directly into her throat.

"Swallow it."

Jiang Nuonuo's throat was stimulated, and her tongue involuntarily touched Qin Meng's fingers, causing her to swallow the hard candy.

"You must ask me for the antidote every three days."

"Otherwise, you'll die from the poison."

Qin Meng looked down at her from his high vantage point.

"Now, let's talk about cooperation."

Jiang Nuonuo lay on the gravel-covered ground, coughing violently.

however.

When she survived the ordeal, she raised her head again.

When looking at Qin Meng's dark gold body, which was backlit by the city's dim light and radiating terrifying heat.

There wasn't a single trace of hatred in my heart.

The grotesque terror she felt during that near-death moment while suspended in mid-air had become ingrained in her very being.

A morbid obsession and submission surged wildly across her flushed, purplish face.

"Cough cough... Okay..."

Jiang Nuonuo completely disregarded her exposed body and the bloodstains covering her.

She crawled forward two steps on the rough cement ground, using both her hands and feet.

Then, standing next to Qin Meng, she deliberately combed her messy hair.

"I'll do whatever you say."

"I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Qin Meng stood still, his dark gold skin continuously radiating high-temperature steam.

The heat generated by his terrifying physique forcefully pushed away the surrounding cold night wind.

He looked down at the woman who had just experienced the brink of death.

This once pampered body, which once commanded respect in the provincial capital, is now surprisingly docile.

Jiang Nuonuo tilted her head back.

Her once delicate features were now a mess of blood and dust.

The abrasions on his cheekbone caused by the military boots were still bleeding.

But in the way she looked up at Qin Meng, there was no longer a trace of her previous arrogance.

What does "spiritual revival" mean?

Qin Meng uttered these words. There was no wasted words.

Jiang Nuonuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood.

"There is a dormant spiritual vein beneath Jiangcheng, which will erupt completely soon."

"The four families sent their entire younger generation here to seize the first wave of high-concentration spiritual energy baptism."

"Where is Zhao Tianci? Where is he?"

Jiang Nuonuo's eyes were glazed over.

"He is..."

Her words were abruptly cut off.

The dark clouds in the night sky were violently torn apart from the middle by an incomprehensible force.

A pure blue tornado with a diameter of over ten meters descended from the sky at supersonic speed.

It crashed straight down onto the roof of the 100-meter-tall unfinished building.

The immense wind pressure arrived first.

The abandoned scaffolding on the top of the unfinished building didn't even last a second.

The steel pipe twisted into a spiral shape under wind pressure, and the broken sections flew wildly through the night sky.

Large sections of concrete floor slabs were cut into fragments by the wind blades.

The entire building shook violently under this catastrophic force.

Qin Meng took a half step back with his right leg.

His feet were firmly planted on the concrete.

Fine scratches immediately appeared on the dark gold-black skin surface.

The wind carries a knife.

The high-grade copper sheet could withstand a volley of Gauss rifle fire, but it began to show signs of damage in the face of these invisible wind blades.

A blue tornado exploded in the center of the rooftop.

The storm has passed.

A middle-aged man dressed in a light blue Tang suit was suspended three meters above the ground.

It did not rely on any external force at all.

It relies purely on the support of the wind element.

Jiang Shi.

The Jiang family of the provincial capital are eighth-level superhumans.

Jiang Shi's eyes have been completely elementalized.

There were no whites or pupils in his eyes, only two constantly swirling miniature blue storms.

This energy fluctuation, completely beyond the scope of sixth-order cognition, directly locked onto the abandoned building.

Jiang Shi glanced at Jiang Nuonuo.

That extremely expensive white custom-made dress had been reduced to a tattered, dark red blood-stained cloth.

The young lady was covered in blood, and there was even a shoe print on her face.

The rage of an eighth-tier ability user was fully manifested at this moment.

Click.

Click.

The four main load-bearing walls on the top floor of the unfinished building simultaneously groaned in despair, unable to bear the weight any longer.

Dense, spiderweb-like cracks began to spread from directly below Jiang Shi.

The massive reinforced concrete pillar extends downwards for a full three stories.

The air became thicker than mercury.

The oppressive feeling of the high concentration of supernatural elements completely locked down the space within a radius of fifty meters.

"Untouchables"