In America, my cousin, Supergirl Kara...

Constantine, who was being held in mid-air, kicked violently, but Paul's arms remained as still as rebar, instead pulling inwards. Constantine instantly let out a pig-like scream.

Seeing that Zha Kang was about to be strangled to death, Li Xiao pulled out a stun gun, turned it to the highest setting, and shoved it hard into Paul's armpit!

Zizi!

A purple arc of electricity exploded, instantly burning a hole in Paul's sleeve. Paul's body stiffened for a moment, his arm went limp, and Constantine, with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, fell to the ground.

Li Xiao grabbed his collar and threw him behind her.

A gust of wind rushed towards him, and Li Xiao instinctively raised his stun gun to poke at it. Unexpectedly, Paul's strength was outrageous; he actually grabbed the stun gun with his bare hands and dragged Li Xiao, causing him to stumble.

The smell of burning flesh wafted out, and black smoke began to rise from Paul's palm. The drug-addicted madman was indeed outrageous; he didn't even flinch.

Before Li Xiao could react, an unstoppable force came from the stun gun, and his hand went empty as the gun was snatched away. A ragged, bald man slammed into his forehead.

Li Xiao quickly raised his arms to block, bang!

They were immediately knocked backward.

Shaking his arm, Li Xiao found that he only felt a little sore. This time, strengthening his body was definitely the right thing to do. If it had been before, his arm would have been broken.

"The drug is kicking in," Constantine said, lying on the ground and rubbing his lower back. "He's like a crazed beast right now. Don't try to fight him head-on!"

Paul then threw away the stun gun in his hand and opened his arms wide to hug him.

correct!

There's a move in Sanda you could try!

Seeing the tissue vaguely visible on the back of Paul's head, a flash of inspiration struck Li Xiao.

He refused to believe that he could stand up after being severely beaten in that spot.

As Paul approached, Li Xiao charged forward instead of retreating, crouching down so his back was pressed against the ground, and rolled around Paul's feet until he was behind him.

With his arms wrapped tightly around Paul's lower back, ignoring the sticky substance on his arms, Li Xiao slumped his shoulders and hips, stomped his feet on the ground, and lifted Paul backward into the air!

The German-style bridge throw! It is arguably the most brutal move in combat, possessing the devastating power to paralyze opponents!

Paul's feet left the ground, and the back of his head slammed down onto the hard red brick floor.

Boom!

The entire pump house seemed to shake. Bricks were smashed to pieces. Paul's limbs twitched and his arms fell limply to his sides. Li Xiao grabbed the stun gun on the ground, flipped over and sat on Paul's chest, shoving the stun gun into his mouth.

Paul gave a muffled hum and finally fell silent. Only then did Li Xiao release his grip, glance at the mangled stick, and feel a headache coming on.

Then Kara will point her finger at me and yell at me again.

Constantine got up from the ground, walked up to Paul, and kicked his head twice.

"Dead?"

Li Xiao reached out and checked his breathing: "He's not dead, but he'll be soon."

Constantine finally let out a long breath, leaned against the wall, and shivered as he pulled out his cigarette case from his pocket. He pressed the lighter several times before he could light it.

He exhaled a smoke ring and looked intently at Li Xiao: "Brother, is that Chinese Kung Fu?"

Li Xiao shook his head: "Some of the tricks in Sanda have nothing to do with kung fu."

"That's awesome!" Constantine gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration. "You took a headbutt from this guy and you're completely unharmed. You're practically Superman."

Li Xiao chuckled self-deprecatingly; his current nickname was indeed Superman.

"Alright, time to check the spoils."

Li Xiao wiped the stun gun; he knew all too well how talkative Constantine was.

Reaching the carpet, Li Xiao carefully avoided the needles on the ground. Constantine picked up the small yellow vial, twisted it open, and smelled it: "No wonder he wasn't drugged. So this bitch added carfentanil to it too." He then discarded the vial: "It also seems to contain epoxtin. Good heavens, that's toxic enough. A normal person would die from contact with it. He still got so many injections. This body is extremely valuable. We can really make a lot of money from this."

Li Xiao didn't touch it. His education in China made him stay away from drugs. He didn't want to sell it for profit. But this was a den of demons.

Should we destroy this pumping station? That's obviously impossible. While casually sweeping up the moldy carpet on the floor, Li Xiao had an idea.

"Can I borrow your lighter?"

"Give"

Li Xiao grabbed a corner of the blanket and pressed the lighter. Soon, the entire blanket was completely engulfed in flames, and fluffy black smoke with a burnt smell spread out.

"The Fallen Demon Leader has been defeated and the lair destroyed. You have been awarded 2 Free Attribute Points as a reward. Hell Detective Constantine expresses his sincere admiration for your strength. Bonus skill: Constantine's Eloquence - There is a 50% chance that others will be moved by your ideas when they talk to you."

"Alright, let's get to work. We'll be busy with all these corpses." Li Xiao familiarly opened Constantine's backpack and took out a woven bag. "If someone throws acid or alkali over our heads, we'll all lose our lives here."

"You're right!" Constantine nodded and began packing as well. The two worked quickly and efficiently, and soon packed all the bodies, including the already dead Paul, and transported them to the steps. However, when dragging the giant to examine the body, Li Xiao was truly disgusted. It felt like rotten orange flesh, and with the slightest pressure, the fat would slip through his fingers.

Just as the last one was installed, the sound of rushing water came from above, and a pungent liquid flowed down the wall and onto the floor.

"Fuck! Your jinx was right, this shitty government is starting to spew nonsense!"

"Tie them all up with rope and drag them along."

Li Xiao's tone was serious; he even wondered if his mouth had been blessed.

The two tied ropes to their shoulders and ran quickly toward the outside world, the hissing sound of corrosion behind them sending chills down their spines.

"System! Give me some points!"

[Attributes consumed x4] - [Attribute points x0]

Agility: 6+2 - Agility: 8

[Strength: 11+2] — [Strength: 13]

Li Xiao felt the burden on his body suddenly lighten, and his waning strength surged back. His muscles bulged and contracted with each movement, and through his clothes, Li Xiao's body became clearly defined, full of power.

Constantine stared in disbelief at the change in his figure, a ridiculous thought suddenly popping into his head: This guy's on drugs?

"Untie the ropes around your body and sprint with all your might!"

Ignoring his thoughts, Li Xiao felt his legs were light, and his calves felt as if they were covered with protective charms.

He dragged a string of woven bags behind him and disappeared like a gust of wind, splashing up a large amount of water.

"Holy crap, did you install an engine on your leg?!"

Constantine let out a strange cry and chased after him with all his might.

When the two emerged from another flood outlet, it was already getting dark. Many homeless people in the pipes stared in disbelief as the two boys dragged the gourd-like creature past them.

He plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

"I'm here to contact the body collector. This should be another location in Chinatown." Constantine struggled to take his crushed cell phone out of his pocket.

"Hello, this is the São Paulo Biological Research Institute. How can I help you?"

"My name is Constantine, and I have a large quantity of goods that I need to sell."

"Okay, we'll arrange for someone to collect the items for you as soon as possible. Please provide the address."

Constantine gave the address, confirmed it, and then hung up the phone.

"Hehe, just you wait," Constantine's voice grew softer and softer, and he slumped to the side. Li Xiao quickly pressed on his philtrum, but there was no response.

Looking down, Li Xiao noticed a ring of dried liquid around his waist and quickly pulled up his clothes.

The area around his waist and hips was ulcerated and blackened, swollen like a black egg, clearly indicating poisoning. Could it be that the wound came into contact with venom when Paul lifted him up?

The more Li Xiao thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Just then, "whoosh!" The sound of tires rubbing against the ground rang in his ears, and a blue Ford F-150 with a skull logo stopped behind Li Xiao.

A figure stepped out of the driver's cab, wearing a blue isolation suit and a gas mask, completely covering himself up.

He was quite tall, about the same height as Li Xiao.

He was visibly stunned when he saw the piles of woven bags on the ground. After a long pause, he hesitantly asked, "Did you two ransack a homeless community?"