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

Sun Biao's pupils contracted violently.

He looked down at his right hand.

The recoil from that palm strike still made his hand feel slightly numb.

It didn't feel like being hit on a person; it felt more like being slapped onto a special alloy steel plate!

What kind of defensive power is this?

Even a fourth-level martial artist who specializes in external martial arts would not be able to withstand his Rock-Shattering Palm strike without getting hurt!

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Qin Meng patted the dust off his chest, cracked his neck, and made a series of snapping sounds.

He looked at Sun Biao, grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth that looked particularly eerie in the darkness.

"Didn't you eat?"

provocative!

A blatant provocation!

Sun Biao's face flushed a deep purplish-red, and an unprecedented sense of humiliation surged to the top of his head.

He was actually looked down upon by an ordinary person?

"Fine, fine! Let's see if you're tough on the outside or tough on the inside!"

Sun Biao laughed in fury, the killing intent in his eyes solidifying into a tangible form.

"Since you want a more painful death, then I'll grant your wish! After I cripple you, I'll chop up your dead parents' corpses and feed them to the dogs right in front of you!"

boom!

The surrounding temperature plummeted, becoming bitterly cold.

That was murderous intent.

The murderous aura was even more chilling and bone-chilling than the torrential rain.

Qin Meng lowered his head, his voice low and hoarse, carrying a chilling aura, "Very good."

On the retina, the line of blood-red numbers was jumping wildly.

[Current Violence Level: 3600]

These are all blood debts incurred in prison.

Every life is nourishment for strength.

"System!" Qin Meng roared inwardly, a signal that a demon was about to unleash its power. "Add points!"

Om-!

[Consumed 3600 Violence Points!]

[Transforming...]

[Physical Strength: 16.8 → 52.8!]

Boom!

It felt like my heart had been hit hard with a hammer.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribably terrifying heat surged through Qin Meng's entire body.

That was a qualitative change brought about by a leap in the level of life.

His already strong body swelled up again at a visible rate.

Muscle fibers, like tightly wound steel cables, writhe and reorganize wildly under the skin.

The bronze sheen on his skin deepened rapidly, eventually developing an eerie, dark metallic sheen.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!

An even more intense heat erupted from his body.

Rainwater within a five-meter radius vaporizes before it even hits the ground.

The rising white mist made Qin Meng appear like a demon god.

"What...what is this...?"

Sun Biao was completely dumbfounded.

His martial instincts were screaming wildly, warning him to run away immediately.

The thing in front of him was not human at all! The overwhelming sense of oppression even caused the blood and qi in his body to stagnate.

Run! We have to run!

"Who do you think we should feed the dogs?"

Two red lights appeared in the white mist.

Those were Qin Meng's bloodshot eyes.

Swish!

Sun Biao only felt a blur before his eyes.

too fast!

So fast that even the retina can't keep up!

A foul stench wafted towards him, and Sun Biao instinctively tried to raise his arms to block it.

Click!

A crisp popping sound.

Qin Meng's large hand completely ignored his protective energy, crushing his proud steel arm guards like crushing a piece of tofu, turning them into powder along with the ulna and radius bones inside!

"Aaaaaahh ...

Sun Biao let out a piercing scream, but before the sound could even get halfway out, a large hand gripped his throat tightly.

Qin Meng lifted the burly man, who weighed over 200 pounds, into the air with one hand, as if he were holding a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

"The so-called third-tier martial artist."

Qin Meng looked at Sun Biao's face, contorted with suffocation, and asked in an eerily calm tone, "Any other tricks?"

"Let...let me go...I am from the Zhao family..." Sun Biao kicked his legs desperately, trying to pry Qin Meng's fingers off with his other hand.

Not moving.

"The Zhao family."

Qin Meng nodded. "Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Just as a glimmer of hope appeared in Sun Biao's eyes, he heard Qin Meng continue, "Doesn't Zhao Tianci like feeding dogs? I think you're quite muscular; you could be a good treat for his dog."

puff!

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Meng grabbed Sun Biao's intact left arm with his other hand.

Power comes from the feet, and the waist and stance move as one.

Tear--!

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of muscles tearing and a fountain of blood.

Sun Biao's arm was forcibly torn off his shoulder by Qin Meng!

Violent aesthetics: bloody and direct.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

Sun Biao was in so much pain that his whole body convulsed, his eyes rolled back, and he almost fainted.

But it's not over yet.

Qin Meng casually threw the severed arm on the ground, grabbed Sun Biao's ankle, and lifted him upside down.

"The first time."

boom!

Sun Biao's body was swung in a semi-circle and slammed hard onto the hard asphalt road.

The earth trembled.

The asphalt road surface collapsed instantly, creating a large crater, and debris flew everywhere.

Sun Biao's bones were all shattered, and he lay limp at the bottom of the pit like a lump of mud, with blood and foam mixed with fragments of internal organs constantly gushing from his mouth.

"second……"

Just as Qin Meng was about to pick him up and smash him again, he discovered that the person in his hand was already dead.

"He's dead already?"

Qin Meng frowned and casually threw the body into the roadside sewer ditch.

[Killing a thug increases your Violence Value by 000]

Great tonic.

Qin Meng glanced at his attribute panel, and the flames in his eyes burned even brighter.

It's still raining.

But the smell of blood on him grew stronger and stronger.

He turned around and looked at the faint lights of the funeral home not far away.

"Zhao Tianci, get clean and wait."

Qin Meng took a step, crushing the puddles under his feet.