Apocalypse: The Primordial Pearl Recognizes Its Master, Starting with Infinite Space

The group of henchmen, cursing and swearing, rushed towards Lin Chen.

"Damn it! Are you looking for trouble?"

"Kill him!"

The three closest men roared and grabbed chairs, steel pipes, and even their bare hands, lunging at Lin Chen with ferocious expressions!

Lin Chen's eyes remained completely unwavering. He didn't even use his Tang sword or firearms.

Faced with attacks that were at most stronger than ordinary people, and perhaps ruthless when bullying civilians, but slow as snails in his eyes, he simply sidestepped, stepped forward, and raised his hand.

"Bang! Crack! Thud!"

The dull thuds of impact, cracking bones, and falling bodies rang out rapidly within a few seconds.

The first burly man to rush forward was hit squarely in the chest by a seemingly casual side kick, sending him flying backward, crashing into a desk, and collapsing to the ground, completely incapacitated.

The second man wielding the steel pipe grabbed it with one hand, twisted it in the opposite direction, and snatched it away. The steel pipe then became a black shadow, sweeping across the side of the man's knee. With a teeth-grinding cracking sound, the burly man screamed and fell to his knees.

Halfway through the third punch, Lin Chen grabbed his wrist, pulled and pushed him away, and a dull thud of a dislocated shoulder joint was accompanied by a pig-like scream.

With lightning speed, like a rabbit leaping and a falcon swooping!

By the time Black Dragon recovered from his initial shock and anger, all seven of his self-proclaimed elite subordinates were lying on the ground in various contorted and painful positions, groaning incessantly, completely incapacitated.

Inside the office, all that could be heard for a moment were the faint roars of zombies outside the window, the wails of the wounded on the ground, and the sudden, heavy, tense breathing of the black dragon.

Black Dragon's pupils contracted as he stared intently at the young man at the doorway who slowly withdrew his movements, as if he had merely swatted a few flies.

He initially thought it was just a clueless, reckless young man who had wandered in by mistake, and that his few strong men could easily subdue him. Little did he expect that in the blink of an eye, his entire army would be wiped out!

The opponent's speed, strength, and timing were simply astonishing!

"You... are you also an Awakened One?" The black dragon's throat went dry, and his voice unconsciously carried a hint of wariness and suspicion.

After he awakened his speed ability, his confidence swelled to an extreme, and he regarded ordinary people as ants.

But at this moment, facing this unfathomable young man, he felt a strong sense of threat and uncertainty for the first time.

He has not yet actually fought against other superhumans, so he doesn't know the exact difference in their strength.

Lin Chen did not answer immediately. He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing over the groaning minions on the ground, and precisely locking onto the face of the black dragon, who was only wearing a pair of shorts and whose expression was constantly changing.

The corners of his mouth slowly curved upwards into a smile.

It was a smile.

But there was no warmth in his smile, only the icy coldness of a frozen river, and a brutal killing intent that had been suppressed to the extreme and was about to burst forth.

"Long time no see, Black Dragon." His voice was not loud, even calm, but every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a hatred that could freeze the soul, clearly spreading to every corner of the room.

Black Dragon was suddenly stunned, a clear look of surprise flashing across his face. He had only called himself Black Dragon two days ago, how did this person know his nickname?

He frantically searched his memory, but was certain he had never seen this face before, nor did he remember knowing such a terrifyingly powerful being.

"Brother...brother," Black Dragon forced out a smile that looked more like a grimace, his body tensing slightly, assuming a posture where he could activate his powers to escape or retaliate at any moment. His tone was extremely low, carrying a sense of probing and pleading for peace.

"Are we...is there some misunderstanding? I don't think I know you. If my foolish underlings have offended you in any way, just say so! I, Black Dragon...no, I, Xie Long, will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation! In the future, if you need anything in the north of the city, just let me know!"

Instinctively, he frantically warned: This person is extremely dangerous and cannot be fought! He should back down first, probe their situation, and save his own life!

"Oh? Confess? Apologize?" Lin Chen's smile deepened, but the icy coldness in his eyes almost overflowed.

He took a slow step forward, the sound of his footsteps clearly audible in the deathly silent room, carrying an invisible pressure.

"Then kneel down first," he said calmly, as if discussing the weather, "and kowtow three times. Make it loud, so I can hear your sincerity."

Black Dragon's expression changed drastically! Kneeling and kowtowing? This was no longer submission, but a blatant humiliation! He was, after all, the "chosen one" who had awakened his superpowers and considered himself a future superior being. How could he endure such a disgrace?

"Brother!" Black Dragon's voice rose slightly, filled with suppressed anger and a final show of defiance. "We're all Awakened Ones, we'll run into each other again someday, why push things to the extreme and take advantage? I, Black Dragon, am considered one of the more powerful figures in the north of the city..."

His words came to an abrupt end.

Because Lin Chen had somehow acquired a shiny black pistol.

The gun barrel was steady, without the slightest tremor, pointing straight at his brow.

The chilling sensation of death instantly gripped the black dragon's heart!

All his harsh words and all his wishful thinking were shattered at that moment by the dark muzzle of the gun!

Cold sweat poured uncontrollably down my forehead and back.

With his prized speed ability at such close range, facing an equally unfathomable opponent, would he still have a chance to activate it?

He wasn't sure! A huge wave of fear washed over him like an icy tide.

His legs began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

"Speak," Lin Chen's tone remained calm, like a judge questioning for evidence, but the content of his words plunged Hei Long into an icy abyss. "What have you done to offend me? How will you compensate me for this... to stop?"

Black Dragon's mind raced, practically steaming. He was usually arrogant and domineering, having offended countless people, from small gangs whose supplies he'd robbed to the families of innocent victims he'd tortured and murdered… How could he possibly remember them all? Why had this person come before him?

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out without warning! They shattered the stagnant air in the office!

"Ah—!" Black Dragon let out a painful howl as his right thigh instantly exploded into a spray of blood!

At the very moment the gun fired, he instinctively activated his speed ability to try and dodge, but Lin Chen's gun was faster than he could have imagined, and the bullet still tore off a piece of flesh from his thigh, sending a piercing pain through him.

"Bang!"

Almost without pause, a second shot rang out!

Black Dragon was also shot in the left leg! This time, his dodge was slowed by his injured right leg, and the bullet went straight through his calf muscle!

"Thump!" With both legs injured, Black Dragon could no longer stand and screamed as he knelt on the ground, his blood quickly staining the smooth floor tiles.

The extreme pain and fear of death completely shattered his forced composure. His crotch quickly became soaked, emitting a foul odor.

Tears streamed down his face. He no longer cared about saving face. He desperately used his still-movable hands to prop himself up and slammed his forehead against the cold, hard ground in Lin Chen's direction, making a dull thud.

"Big brother! Grandpa! Ancestor! Spare me! Spare me! I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Please, spare my life! I'll give you everything! The cold storage! The supplies! The women! It's all yours! I just beg you not to kill me! I'm willing to be your slave! To be your most loyal dog! Please!!"

He pleaded incoherently, kowtowing with tremendous force. The wound on his forehead, which had just dried, burst open again, and blood smeared his face, mixed with tears and snot. He looked extremely miserable and wretched, a stark contrast to the arrogant and domineering "Black Dragon" of just a few minutes ago. He looked exactly like the previous Boss Ge.