I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

He appears to be about 1.88 meters tall, with a robust build and wolf-like eyes.

Some of the other person's characteristics reminded Li Cheng of a certain man that Tie Feng had deliberately mentioned to him in the cassette tape that Tie Feng had left him.

Logan Howlett.

So, is his superpower self-healing?

Li Cheng looked at his opponent, memorized the details of his face and body, and then prepared to fight.

The taciturn man in front of him seemed to have no intention of speaking. He suddenly stomped forward, instantly closing the distance to Li Cheng. Without hesitation, Li Cheng and the man simultaneously extended their fists, which collided in mid-air.

thump—

With a dull thud, Li Cheng and the man retreated simultaneously, but Li Cheng's expression had already changed.

The distinct pain in his fist, and the feeling of hitting a superalloy steel plate in the previous punches, forced him to change his previous fighting attitude.

This guy has a health problem.

Shaking his hand, Li Cheng attacked again, closing in on the man. He tentatively threw a punch at the back of the man's neck, but it was immediately dodged. The man turned and threw a punch back at Li Cheng, but Li Cheng blocked it with his elbow. Immediately afterward, the heavy sensation of flesh touching metal returned.

Does this guy have a metal skeleton implanted inside his body?

Because his opponent relied entirely on physical strength to fight, Li Cheng did not use his demonic power. He raised his hand to take another punch from his opponent, and then dodged a punch aimed at his waist and abdomen. Li Cheng braced himself against his opponent's shoulder, his feet sinking into the ground, and with a sudden burst of strength, he sent his opponent flying.

It didn't feel like he was throwing a human being away; it felt more like he was throwing a car away. The other person was much heavier than they looked, which made Li Cheng even more certain that there was some kind of defense inside their body.

So, does it have self-healing abilities, and can it extend steel claws?

Picking up a sharp pebble from the ground, Li Cheng silently imbued it with demonic power, making it even sharper and more solid. He then flung the pebble away, sending it slicing past the man in front of him and leaving a long, narrow bloodstain on his arm.

The next second, the wound disappeared without a trace before Li Cheng's eyes.

"Your name isn't Wolf Claw, is it?"

Looking at the man who had stood up again, Li Cheng asked.

"Let me guess, is your name Logan? Or is it more appropriate to call you Mr. Howlett?"

The man's expression turned even more ferocious in an instant.

"You know this name?"

The man spoke in a deep voice, and sharp blades extended from his hands, three blades on the left and right, each more than ten centimeters long, reflecting a chilling light.

“Looks like I was right, my luck wasn’t bad,” Li Cheng said with some relief. “Well then, Mr. Howlett, I’d like to talk to you…”

"I have nothing to talk to you about!"

Without hesitation, the man whom Li Cheng had identified as Logan Howlett launched a fierce attack, interrupting Li Cheng's words. Li Cheng managed to dodge slightly, but not in time, and a small bloodstain appeared on his neck.

Is this thing so sharp that it can easily cut through the flesh of a top-tier A-level martial artist?

Having taken a hit, Li Cheng quickly realized the extraordinary nature of the six blade-like claws in Logan's hand. Not daring to be careless, he immediately retreated, trying to temporarily avoid the attack. But Logan, as if enraged, pursued him swiftly, giving Li Cheng no chance to dodge. The two chased each other across the vast arena, almost completely crushing the arena's surface.

"I'm telling you, are you a wolf or a mad dog?"

Having finally distanced himself from Logan by kicking a piece of gravel that hit Logan in the face, Li Cheng spoke with some displeasure.

"Enough with the nonsense. Since you dared to track me here, be prepared to be killed by me."

Logan glared fiercely at Li Cheng and charged forward once more. But this time, Li Cheng advanced instead of retreating, grabbing Logan's wrists with his iron-like fingers that gripped his joints tightly, preventing Logan from taking even another step.

"Although I don't know who you're talking about, I'm certain that those people you're tracking have nothing to do with me."

With even greater strength, Li Cheng grabbed Logan's wrist and lifted him up, slamming him against the wall. This drew cheers from the audience, with some men and women showing expressions of great excitement.

"Ha, do you think I'd believe your nonsense?"

Logan, who had been caught, showed no weakness. After a mocking retort, he kicked Li Cheng hard in the chest. His iron-like foot sent Li Cheng flying, staggering several steps before finally regaining his footing. Logan, who had landed again, charged forward once more.

“But I really have no reason to lie to you,” Li Cheng said with a hint of helplessness as he dodged the attack once again. “Listen, a friend of mine is in danger. He left me a message telling me that I can come to you. So if possible, I hope that we can cooperate instead of being enemies.”

"Go fuck yourself!"

This response likely meant there was no room for negotiation. Li Cheng stopped, met Logan's charge, grabbed his wrist again, and with a powerful tug, flung him into the air. The next moment, Li Cheng, still airborne, grabbed Logan's head and slammed him down, sending his head making intimate contact with the ground.

After a massive blast that shattered the entire area, the world fell silent.

……

"I must say, Mr. Li Cheng, you are truly a perfect fighter. If you choose to stay in the arena, we will probably never have to worry about being disrupted by others."

After the match, in the room where he had first met Kurt, the thin man spoke to Li Cheng with admiration.

"Alright, all I want now is to take Tie Feng's things. Don't tell me that 15 games aren't enough to cover the cost."

Brushing the dust off his clothes, Li Cheng spoke impatiently, his mind filled with the information left behind by Tie Feng and the Logan he had met earlier.

"Hmph, Mr. Li Cheng is indeed very impressive to have won 15 matches. However, you have completely destroyed the entire arena, which will require us to spend a considerable amount of time and money to repair it."

Damn it, I've been playing for over two hours, and you're still going to complain about money?

Li Cheng silently clenched his fist, looked at Kurt calmly, and asked, "And then?"

"And congratulations, Mr. Li Cheng, you are now a millionaire."

With a smile, Kurt took out a bank card and handed it over to Li Cheng, who was momentarily stunned, along with the briefcase that Tie Feng had left behind.

"For a gladiator, the normal amount earned from a fight includes the appearance fee and a share of the bets. As you are a top-tier A-level fighter, Kurt will naturally calculate your share based on the highest level. After deducting the fees you owe us, there is currently $300 million left in this card. Have a pleasant holiday!"

"...So, in fact, I don't need to play all 15 games to have enough money?"

“That’s right. Actually, Mr. Li Cheng, you had already reached the fifth match. However, your daughter was cheering you on, and you seemed to be in high spirits. Kurt really didn’t want to spoil your fun, so he didn’t interrupt your fight.”

Kurt's smile remained perfectly natural.

"..."

Tsk, never mind.

He hesitated for a long time, wanting to speak but ultimately refraining from speaking. Indeed, with Xi cheering him on, he had thoroughly enjoyed the battles today, especially the unexpected encounter with Logan, one of his targets, which was a pleasant surprise.

In short, let's put away Tie Feng's things first.

Thinking this, Li Cheng picked up the rather large briefcase. The next moment, a high-powered concentrated energy blast suddenly shot out and hit the briefcase in front of Li Cheng.

…………

Thank you, reader, for the monthly ticket that pushed me to the edge of the cliff.

Thank you to readers Sin Demon King EX, Hanyu Ringo, Terrifying Rabbit, You Pushed Me to the Cliff, Tianming Seeking Dreams, Big Rabbit, and Feng Yong Sui You Fei for their recommendation votes.

I feel like if I keep going like this, I'll lose my hair sooner or later...

Section 362, Chapter 4: The So-Called Opening

Standard equipment of the Freedom Alliance, typically targeting large units such as tanks, heavy armor, and bunkers.

The power of a heavy magnetic energy cannon would be unimaginable if it were to strike an individual.

Caught completely off guard, Li Cheng was blasted away by the immense force of the energy projectile, crashing through several walls before finally landing on the ground. The safe in his hand, which had withstood the attack head-on, was almost completely shattered, leaving only a few remnants. Rather than saying that a safe hadn't been completely vaporized in the face of such a powerful weapon, it was actually proof of its formidable defensive capabilities.

"Ugh, cough cough... damn it, these guys—"

Li Cheng clenched his fists as he got up from the dust and looked at the wreckage of the briefcase in his hand.

“I apologize for interrupting your fun at this crucial moment, Mr. Li Cheng,” accompanied by a heavy breathing sound, a somewhat familiar figure appeared in the underground room, “but since you’ve accepted the job, you should complete your employer’s mission properly, shouldn’t you?”

The towering Bane appeared on the field with more than a dozen subordinates whose entire bodies were encased in exoskeletons.

"When you say something like that, it has no meaning to me other than being funny."

Standing up, Li Cheng responded in a mocking tone, casually tossing away the fragments of the combination lock in his hand.

The last time he encountered Bain was before Li Cheng made a soul and bloodline pact with Zi. Konoe Ren hired Bain and his men to help him seize tide and assassinate the members of the Sixth Group.

Although more than half a year had passed, Li Cheng still remembered the incident vividly. That seemingly powerful individual, whom Li Cheng initially felt was unbeatable, had been holding back throughout the entire incident, essentially remaining detached from the battlefield. It wasn't until after the battle that Li Cheng learned from Kiritsugu Emiya, who had conducted the follow-up investigation, that Bane, under the guise of hiring them, was actually reaping the benefits. He waited until both sides were severely weakened before stealing Konoe Jin's drug data, thus making a fortune.

Although Bain's treacherous behavior inadvertently made the rescue operation of Team Six much easier given the circumstances, it did not change the fact that he was exploiting the conflict between the two sides to seek personal gain, and Li Cheng would never thank him.

"It seems we had some minor misunderstandings back then, but that's alright. People always have a hard time understanding each other. And today, you and I are indeed on the side of the enemy."

Li Cheng couldn't discern Bain's expression from his face, which was almost entirely obscured by a gas mask-like veil, but he could clearly detect a hint of pleasure in his voice.

"You—"

Li Cheng wanted to say something more, but Bain had already picked up a heavy magnetic energy cannon and fired directly at Li Cheng's location, with the numerous mercenaries behind him following suit.

The powerful weapon had a devastating effect. Li Cheng had to dodge left and right, but he was still hit by a shell. He crashed through a 60-centimeter-thick concrete wall and landed on the counter of an underground bar.

In front of the counter, Logan was about to drink a glass of wine when the bits of lime from Li Cheng's fall landed directly into the wine in his glass.

Their eyes met in silence.

"boom--"

An energy blast that pierced through the wall and hurtled towards Li Cheng broke their silence. Li Cheng flipped over and jumped off the counter to dodge, while Logan sidestepped to the other side. The energy blast shattered the counter, sending charred wood fragments flying everywhere.

The next moment, a mercenary wearing an exoskeleton smashed through the wall and charged straight forward, delivering a powerful punch that slammed into Li Cheng, who was dodging the energy cannon, sending him flying. Meanwhile, another mercenary burst through the wall, wielding a black rifle, and punched a gaping hole in Logan's stomach before he could react, sending blood and flesh flying.

More and more mercenaries flooded into the underground bar, unleashing a brutal massacre upon those inside. One after another, people fell to the ground screaming in agony amidst the flying energy blasts, then fell silent. The mercenary who had successfully knocked Li Cheng away earlier strode forward, raising his weapon to give chase, but suddenly felt his exoskeleton become incredibly sluggish. Li Cheng, who had been sent flying, reappeared before him, delivering a powerful punch that pierced through the exoskeleton's defenses and struck his heart. The soldier didn't even have time to react before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the same time, the mercenary who had shot Logan through the stomach opened fire, sweeping everyone standing in the bar to the ground. A crisp metallic scraping sound suddenly rang out beside him.

Logan, whose stomach wound had completely disappeared, leaving only a hole in his clothes, stood up with a furious expression. He thrust forward with sharp claws from his hands, piercing through the extremely sturdy exoskeleton and piercing through the mercenary's chest cavity.

More enemies rushed in, and Li Cheng and Logan charged forward simultaneously. The dimly lit hotel was filled with chaotic explosions and screams. Lights were frequently shattered in the fighting, making the scene even darker.

Li Cheng, who was fighting in the dim light, suddenly sensed a figure rapidly approaching him. He could feel the undisguised malice emanating from the figure's aura. Almost reflexively, Li Cheng launched an attack, only to be swiftly blocked and closed in on by the opponent. He felt the opponent's footsteps circle around him, and in the next instant, his balance was disrupted, he was lifted high into the air, and slammed violently to the ground.

With a heavy roar, Li Cheng crashed through the ground and landed in a storage room below the bar.

As Li Cheng fell downwards, he felt as if he had smashed a shelf, followed by the shattering of many glass bottles. A strong, pungent smell immediately filled the air, as if he had fallen into a wine storage room.

The figure followed him down like a shadow. Just as Li Cheng stood up, the other person shoved over the shelf next to him, knocking him to the ground again. The clatter of countless glass bottles shattering on the floor, accompanied by the increasingly strong smell of alcohol, filled the room. Li Cheng caught the other person's powerful punch, reaching out from under the broken shelf. The next moment, soaked to the bone, Li Cheng charged forward, punching his opponent into the air before sending him crashing back down into the now-ruined bar.

"It's completely a mess now," Kurt said, sitting on the floor with a look of utter despair, staring at the two groups of people fighting in the bar, frozen in place as if petrified. "We finally managed to salvage some of the damage, and now it's all ruined."

Inside the bar, Logan, whose shirt had been ripped off at some point, revealing his muscular physique, roared as his claws pierced the skulls of two mercenaries, pinning them to the wall. A mercenary, having run out of ammunition, attempted a sneak attack with a dagger, only to be slapped across the face by Logan, sending him flying backward and crashing into the liquor shelves behind the counter, shattering all the bottles.

Li Cheng, who had already jumped out of the collapsed ground, and Bane, the mercenary leader who had previously attacked him, were two men with outstanding physical strength, exchanging blows in the dimly lit bar, almost crushing every tile on the floor.

Kurt's expression grew increasingly desperate.