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

Two words came out of Jiang Shi's mouth.

There was no unnecessary chatter.

The sound was like thunder from the heavens exploding on the rooftop.

All 360 high-pressure wind blades around his body, powerful enough to shred high-strength alloys, simultaneously shifted their sharpness.

All 360 sharp points were aimed at Qin Meng's vital points.

Qin Meng stood still.

The ultimate sensory experience brought by 194 points of physical strength is frantically sounding the alarm.

Under the pressure of the eighth level, all 206 bones in his body began to resonate at a high frequency.

Intermediate Iron Bones are experiencing unprecedented environmental pressure.

On the dark gold-black surface, the fine lines radiating high temperature were cut by invisible wind pressure.

More than a dozen light-colored marks appeared.

The defenses were not breached.

However, this is physical interference caused by pure pressure from a distance of fifty meters.

This has completely exceeded the destructive power limit that any previous mutant or martial artist could achieve.

Qin Meng's brain entered a state of extreme simulation within 0.01 seconds.

We can't beat them.

The difference in the basic panels is too great.

An eighth-tier ability user can manipulate natural elements, so the opponent doesn't need to engage in close combat at all; they can wear him down from a distance using high-pressure wind blades.

High-grade copper sheet can block ten or even a hundred attacks.

It couldn't stop the continuous cutting of three thousand or fifty thousand.

escape.

Turn around and jump off the 100-meter-high building. With the mobility of 194 points of physical strength, crash into the city ruins, and you might be able to fight for a sliver of hope.

But his back would be completely exposed to the supersonic wind blade strangulation net.

The probability of serious injury exceeds 90%.

The only option is to fight for your life.

Qin Meng's thoughts suddenly sank.

A blood-red system panel popped up instantly in the upper right corner of the retina.

[Current Violence Level: 50100]

The massacre of the underground boxing ring guards, the crushing of the sixth-level elder, and the accumulated resources from before.

These are all the chips he has.

Add some points.

Allocate all of it to physical strength.

Once you break through the 200 mark in your physical strength and undergo a new round of physical transformation, you'll have a chance to forcefully tear open this wind blade domain.

Even if it costs me my hands and feet, I will drag this high-ranking eighth-level offering down from the sky and smash him into mincemeat.

Qin Meng's right leg muscles began to expand rapidly.

The dark gold skin on the outer thigh was taut to its limit, and the blood vessels bulged out like thick steel cables.

The power surged wildly upwards along the spine of the dragon.

My mind is already focused on the plus sign next to the physical attribute.

Jiang Shi slowly raised his right hand while in mid-air.

Bring your index and middle fingers together.

He swung it downwards with a sudden, forceful motion.

Three hundred and sixty high-pressure wind blades, accompanied by sonic booms, transformed into an impenetrable blue net of death, descending upon Qin Meng.

Just as Qin Meng was about to press the upgrade button.

A white shadow suddenly darted in from the side.

Jiang Nuo Nuo.

This is the young lady from the provincial capital whose cartilage was broken by Qin Meng, whose cheeks were stomped on, and who was so frightened that she lost control of her bladder.

An explosive force, completely surpassing that of ordinary people, suddenly erupted from somewhere.

She didn't care that her knees were scraped raw and bloody from the broken glass and gravel scattered on the ground.

He scrambled and crawled towards the two of them.

"stop--!"

Jiang Nuonuo's piercing scream echoed across the empty rooftop.

She opened her arms.

He left his back, covered in scars and blood, entirely to Qin Meng.

They faced head-on towards the eighth-tier ability user in mid-air, who represented absolute destruction.

Hundreds of high-pressure wind blades hovered abruptly less than five centimeters from her forehead.

The intense wind pressure instantly tore her already tattered white dress apart, leaving several bloody marks on her fair neck.

Jiang Shi's arms, which were gathering elemental energy, paused.

A look of surprise flashed across the eye of the storm.

He watched the little princess of the Jiang family grow up in the provincial capital, the future heir of the Jiang family.

At this moment, she actually opened her arms and risked her life to protect a Jiangcheng thug who had tortured her beyond recognition.

Jiang Nuonuo tilted her head back.

His cheeks, cut by rubble, were covered in blood.

She stared directly at Jiang Shi, who was suspended in mid-air, her chest heaving violently.

"Don't touch him!"

This absurd scene is frozen on the rooftop of the unfinished building.

Qin Meng stood half a meter behind Jiang Nuonuo.

His right fist was already brimming with extreme violence, enough to shatter space itself.

Wisps of white, high-temperature steam were rising from his thick, dark gold arms.

He looked at the thin, frail figure blocking his way.

A big question mark appeared on my forehead.

Jiang Shi came to rescue her.

She blocked the rescue efforts and protected the perpetrators.

What kind of bizarre tactic is this, unique to the powerful families of the provincial capital?

Qin Meng ignored these pointless psychological questions.

His criteria for judgment are very simple and crude.

Whether it's a human shield or something else, standing in front can buy you a fraction of a second of physical time.

Those fractions of a second were enough for him to maximize the destructive power of his punches.

On the system panel.

Physical Strength: 194

Qin Meng's mind was firmly fixed on that plus sign.

Be ready to push data into a completely new, non-human realm.

Jiang Shi slowly descended from mid-air.

The surrounding wind blades did not dissipate, but they avoided Jiang Nuonuo's position.

"Young Miss, what kind of love potion did he give you?"

Jiang Shi's voice carried the pressure of an eighth-level expert, attempting to directly intimidate Jiang Nuonuo's nerves.

"Look at yourself now. You've completely disgraced the Jiang family. Get out of my way right now, and I'll slice him into mincemeat to wash away this humiliation."

Jiang Nuonuo made no move to back down.

Instead, she took half a step back, pressing her entire back against Qin Meng's thigh, which was radiating terrifying heat.

The scalding body temperature made her tremble all over.

That morbid obsession once again overwhelmed all reason.

"I have already taken his poison."

Jiang Nuonuo announced loudly. Her voice was torn apart by the wind.

"If you want me to live, then you can't kill him!"

The wind elements around Jiang Shi experienced violent disruption.

This level of change completely exceeded his expectations.

The death of the eldest daughter of the Jiang family in Jiangcheng will cause an earthquake throughout the entire Jiang family.

His offerings absolutely cannot bear such consequences.

Hundreds of wind blades hummed in mid-air, caught in a dilemma.

Qin Meng watched this scene unfold.

It seems that lives in the provincial capital are indeed more valuable than those in Jiangcheng.

A young lady who doesn't know her own mortality can make an eighth-level superhuman who can slaughter a city hesitate to act against her with just two sentences.

But what does this have to do with Qin Meng?

This world only sets rules for them.

Qin Meng suppressed the bulging muscles all over his body.

The white steam dissipated from his right fist in the cold wind.

He canceled the extra points.

Someone is willing to be this ready-made shield.

Then use her until she dies.

"Put away those acrobatic windbreakers."

Qin Meng passed over Jiang Nuonuo's head.

He looked at Jiang Shi, who was suspended in mid-air.

There was no reverence shown in the face of a high-level expert.

Jiang Shi's facial muscles twitched violently.

The dignity of an eighth-tier powerhouse was repeatedly trampled and rubbed in the mud.

The killing intent in the eye of the storm almost materialized into a tangible blue light.

"Damn scum."

Jiang paused for a moment after each word.

"You'd better pray that the young lady lives to be a hundred years old."

The wind blade suddenly shot upwards, slicing through the clouds overhead.

Jiang Nuonuo let out a long breath.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed backward.

Qin Meng grabbed the back of her neck with one hand and lifted her up.

"Tell me how to contact you afterward."

Jiang Nuonuo was choked by the back of her neck, her whole body hanging beside Qin Meng.

That familiar feeling of suffocation and domination surged back.

She completely gave up struggling and even offered her neck to that dark golden hand.

"151... This is my encrypted phone number."

She spoke very quickly, afraid of missing this opportunity to demonstrate her value.

"Okay, let's schedule another time to meet, and I'll give you the antidote then."