One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

He simply sighed softly, his tone revealing a condescending disdain.

"Noisy garbage."

Before he could finish speaking...

Qu Tong pulled her hands out of her pockets.

"Shh!"

She transformed into a blur and rushed directly into the middle of the three.

They didn't give the other party any chance to react or beg for mercy at all!

"Pfft! Crack!"

As the red light swept across, half of the scarred man's shoulder was instantly dissolved into blood!

Just two seconds.

Three bodies lay scattered on the rocks.

He couldn't even let out a scream.

Qu Tong stepped over the bloodstains on the ground, and not even the soles of her shoes got dirty.

At this moment, her eyes held only absolute coldness and cruelty.

In front of Zhang Tianyi, she might be a weakling who could only grovel and be manipulated at will.

But on this lawless island of madmen.

She is the real predator!

"The divine tree..."

Qu Tong took a step and disappeared into the dense jungle of Nathan Island like a ghost.

Chapter 245 Unsavory Tactics You Can't Afford to Play? North China Gets a New Temporary Worker!

Suite in a five-star hotel in Beijing.

"boom!"

A crystal ashtray was smashed hard onto the carpet, shards of glass scattering everywhere.

The main light in the suite was off, and the curtains were drawn tightly.

Ivanov sank into the sofa, holding a towel wrapped with ice in his left hand, pressing it against his swollen left cheek.

That once proud face was now twisted into an ugly mess.

Half of his face was red and purple, and even his left eye was swollen into a slit.

"Fuck! A bunch of useless idiots!"

Ivanov gritted his teeth, wincing in pain as the muscles in his face were pulled.

He stared at the few alchemists standing neatly in front of the sofa, not daring to breathe, his chest heaving.

"He always boasts about being one of the association's elites, but what's the result?!"

"They didn't even lift a finger, but their sheer presence overwhelmed you all, making you crawl on the ground like dead dogs!"

They've completely disgraced the European supernatural community!

The people standing in a row looked at each other, none of them daring to speak.

The terrifying mental crushing they experienced in the lobby last night still makes their legs tremble when they think about it.

That was a battle on a completely different level.

"President..."

A subordinate in a gray suit, mustering his courage, whispered a word of advice:

"That Chinese man named Zhang Tianyi is too cunning. This is their territory, and if we try to fight back, we probably won't gain any advantage."

"You think you can just give up because you can't get the benefit?!"

Ivanov slammed the ice pack onto the coffee table, his remaining right eye bloodshot.

"I, the vice president of the Alchemists' Association, had my face rubbed with the sole of a shoe in front of representatives from the whole world!"

If I swallow this insult, how can I hold my head high in the Senate when I return home?!

He stood up and paced anxiously back and forth in the living room.

After calming down, Ivan's capitalist shrewdness prevailed again.

He knew very well that going head-to-head with Zhang Tianyi would be tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

Those unruly monsters can't be killed by sheer numbers.

"go."

Ivanov stopped in his tracks, his eyes turning cold.

"Send an urgent, confidential telegram to headquarters."

The subordinate in the gray suit immediately took out his encrypted terminal, ready to record.

"Tell headquarters that China's attitude at this international meeting was extremely tough, and that Zhang Tianyi is an uncontrollable danger."

Ivanov sneered:

"But the transfer of power on Nathan Island must not be interfered with by the Chinese."

"Have the association immediately mobilize the 'Abyss' squad and have all members infiltrate the waters surrounding Nathan Island to await orders!"

He turned his head and looked out the window at the gray skyline of Beijing.

"Isn't Zhang Tianyi arrogant?"

"If he dares to set foot on that island... I'll make sure he dies a horrible death!"

……

At the same time.

All-in-One North China Region, four underground floors, special ability testing ground.

The design here is very hardcore.

The walls are made of high-strength alloy, and the floor is covered with thick anti-slip and shock-absorbing pads.

There was a strange smell in the air, a mixture of engine oil and sweat.

Xu Si leaned lazily against the railing of the observation window on the second floor, a freshly lit cigarette dangling from his lips.

He squinted at the burly man below who was conducting the test.

In the center of the test field.

Jinwu was shirtless, revealing his well-defined muscles.

His body is covered with scars of all sizes, like a living map, showing the wild child's past struggles in the deep mountains and forests.

"Third brother, how's the data measurement going?"

Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring and asked casually.

Standing in front of the control panel, Xu San stared at the constantly changing waveforms on the screen, a rare look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Very interesting, a very rare mutation."

Xu San tapped a few times on the keyboard and brought up an analysis report.

“He is not a superhuman who has cultivated himself. In fact, the flow of Qi in his body is a mess and has no method at all.”

"But he was able to survive in the hands of those foreigners entirely because of his physical body."

As he spoke, Xu San pressed a red button.

"Jinwu, pay attention, the second round of impact resistance test is about to begin."

Xu San shouted down over the loudspeaker.

Jinwu, sitting on the sidelines, nodded, his legs slightly apart, and assumed a horse stance.

He took a deep breath, his muscles tensing.

"Whoosh!"

The launcher hole in the wall opened, and a solid ball weighing fifty kilograms was launched at an extremely high speed.

It aimed straight for Jinwu's chest!

"boom!"

A muffled thud!

With that kind of force, an ordinary superhuman would have several ribs broken on the spot.

But Jinwu did not hide.

The shot put landed squarely on his chest.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

At the moment of impact, Kingo's chest muscles were not dented.

Instead, a very light bluish-gray layer appeared on the surface of the muscle.

He took the blow head-on, only sliding half a meter backward.

Followed by.

Jinwu let out a low growl.

He thrust his chest forward and swung his right fist, slamming it hard into the shot put that hadn't yet hit the ground.

"boom!"

The enormous kinetic energy that had just struck him was actually deflected back by his punch, completely intact and even amplified!

The 50-kilogram lead ball flew backward like a cannonball, hitting the alloy wall in the distance and creating a noticeable dent.