Superpowered Love Academy

The other one fared slightly better; besides the panic in his eyes, there was also a hint of determination.

Zuo Le noticed that they were still wearing the freshman uniforms of Jingkong Academy.

They're first-year students, no wonder they're so bad...

"Shh!~"

Zuo Le made a shushing gesture, but the two girls couldn't control themselves and continued to sob and cry.

To avoid trouble, he decided to have a simple negotiation:

"You have 30 seconds to calm down. If you understand, just nod at me."

To avoid making any noise, he didn't use his pistol, so he used Voidwalk twice in succession.

In order to maintain absolute combat power, Zuo Le must buy 5 minutes to allow Void Walk's cooldown to come back to normal.

Because of the urgency of the situation, Zuo Le didn't have time to explain or comfort them in detail. If they were really being unreasonable...

As time went by, the girl with the resolute gaze seemed to calm down a bit.

She nodded to Zuo Le.

The other person nodded when she nodded, but his voice was clearly trembling with tears.

Seeing that both of them had responded, Zuo Le was finally satisfied.

"Now that you've calmed down, I'll briefly state the requirements. First, don't move around. Second, don't make any noise. Do you understand? Nod again if you do."

The two girls glanced at each other and nodded to Zuo Le again.

After agreeing to Zuo Le's request, they assumed that Zuo Le would take the opportunity to untie the ropes for them.

But to his surprise, Zuo Le was standing there.

He wiped the dagger and checked the bullets, making no attempt to untie the two men.

Furthermore, given how swift and terrifying Zuo Le's killing had been, they dared not utter any prayers.

This is actually the result Zuo Le wanted.

Sheng Mien, fight against Mien.

Saving people was a piece of cake for him, but he couldn't tolerate the existence of two bombs.

The best way to save them is to keep them in fear of themselves, so they don't scream or run around.

After checking the weapons, Zuo Le glanced thoughtfully at the girl. Her gaze had lost its previous resolve, but her crossed legs were trembling.

He knelt down, picked up the underwear that had just been torn off from the ground, and lifted the girl's legs.

This action almost drove the girl to despair, so she simply closed her eyes and turned her head away.

"Waaah."

But Zuo Le simply put her underwear on gently.

The girl sensed something was wrong and looked at Zuo Le with some surprise, but Zuo Le just smiled back.

As for accidentally seeing Fu earlier...

That was completely unintentional.

Setting the girl's legs down, Zuo Le took out a bottle of healing potion and drank it beforehand. He then took off his watch, placed it in front of the two girls, and tapped the dial.

"10 minutes."

At this moment, the host's announcement could be heard from the main stage outside.

"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight's grand finale is two beautiful 18-year-old college girls. They are both virgins, clean, obedient, and still inexperienced. The starting bid is this amount."

He held up two fingers and waved them, causing a stir among the audience. Some whistled, while others banged on the table and shouted bids.

"Don't rush, everyone, let's stick to the old rules and inspect the goods first."

As the host spoke, he winked at his assistant.

"Why are Da Bin and the others so slow? Go and urge them on."

"Yes."

As the thug nodded in agreement and turned to push aside the red curtain, Zuo Le plunged the dagger into his heart.

Pfft!

Seeing Zuo Le gently push the dead body to the ground, the other person behind him was stunned at first, then immediately shouted, "Something's wrong!"

Zuo Le slashed him to shut up and casually pushed his corpse aside.

He lifted the red curtain and slowly walked out.

Like the protagonist of a story taking the stage.

He pointed the gun at the host's head, walked to the center of the stage, and waved to the audience with a smile:

Good evening, everyone.

Then, he pulled the trigger.

boom!

Chapter 36 This is the power of a Tier 1 martial artist

The host collapsed to the ground, eliciting gasps and screams from the audience.

Without wasting any words, Zuo Le walked up to the host who was lying on the ground.

Bang! Bang!

He finished me off with a shot to the head and another to the chest.

On the other side, two thugs wielding machetes stared at Zuo Le's back. Seeing that Zuo Le didn't seem to notice them, they charged forward with their machetes raised.

Zuo Le smiled, turned his head, and the muzzle of the gun emerged from under his armpit. He raised his hand and fired three shots.

boom! boom! boom!

"You're out of bullets."

At this moment, a blond-haired guy in the audience suddenly yelled, pulled out a pistol, and started firing wildly at Zuo Le.

But where was Zuo Le on stage?

The bullets only pierced through the faint purple wisps of mist before hitting the container stage behind them.

Pfft!

The dagger pierced the man's neck, and Zuo Le turned around and kicked the second man in the knee.

Taking advantage of the man's forward lean, he struck him in the temple with his elbow. The violent impact nearly caused the man's eyeballs to pop out, and the dagger slashed across his carotid artery.

He killed two people in a stunning instant, but five or six people still surrounded him.

"He's out of bullets, kill him."

These thugs didn't understand what void walking was, nor did they know the extent of Zuo Le's strength.

All they knew was that Zuo Le was out of bullets. To them, without bullets, the biggest threat was gone.

It's possible that they could kill you!

Seeing the crowd gathering around, Zuo Le took a step back, took out a chili powder and flicked it.

After a burst of red mist, the two thugs who were closest to the scene immediately covered their eyes and retreated, wildly swinging their machetes.

Outnumbered, Zuo Le took a blow from the thug's side, turned around and used his dagger to cut the opponent's wrist. He then moved the dagger upwards and slit the throat, knocking the opponent down in one swift motion.

His splattered blood droplets were still suspended in the air.

Zuo Le's blade sliced ​​through the blood bead once more, cutting open the throat of another person as well.

At the same time, the person behind him stabbed him in the back.

Zuo Le turned around again, dodging his slash, and then delivered two blows to his chest.

After pushing the man to the ground, Zuo Le ignored the two thugs who were still rubbing their eyes and slowly walked back to the center of the main stage.

"He was injured after all."

The treatment potion he had taken beforehand began to take effect, and Zuo Le silently felt his body healing while also changing his bullets.

Since sneaking in through the back door, he has killed thirteen people.

But without exception, these people were all ordinary people.

The martial artist who caused Zhuo Ken to suffer a loss, as mentioned by Xu Jing and the Black Snake Gang members, never appeared.

Zuo Le wasn't naive enough to think that the other party had already escaped.

But what if that person hadn't run away...?

Where is he?

Most of the people in the warehouse had already run away. The remaining two rubbed their eyes, looked at the dead bodies lying on the ground, and then at Zuo Le. They lost the will to go forward.

They could only slowly retreat and run away.

Zuo Le did not pursue them; he simply stood silently in the center of the warehouse, on the main platform.

This location is the most open, and it maintains a sufficient distance from any corner of the warehouse.

Sudden……

boom!

A gunshot rang out, the bullet whizzed past, and Zuo Le's figure instantly passed through the main stage and teleported into the container where the two girls were hidden:

"You old sly fox!"

Zuo Le took out the second bottle of healing potion and drank it directly, without any intention of saving it.

Inside the warehouse, a bald man, holding a rope, slowly slid down the deck of the second floor.

His body was muscular, with a scar on his left cheek running from his brow bone to his jaw. He wore a white vest and his arms were covered in tattoos of unknown ferocious beasts.

Nobody knows his name; here, people just call him Scarface.

Scarface had been watching Zuo Le ever since he appeared, and he had originally planned to make a move.

But when Zuo Le suddenly used Void Walk on the main stage, Scarface immediately became alert.

Space, time, concepts.

The official term for these three talents is "The Side of the Gods".

Most superhumans refer to these three abilities as underworld abilities, and they must be cautious no matter which one they encounter, and run away immediately if the situation turns bad.

Therefore, after seeing that Zuo Le possessed spatial abilities, Scarface no longer intended to make a direct move.

He watched his underlings die one by one, carefully observing Zuo Le's strength and abilities, while also trying to wear Zuo Le down as much as possible.

Consuming energy is something all extraordinary individuals like to do before facing a direct battle, regardless of their profession.

He launched his attack only after Zuo Le returned to the center of the stage and his breathing gradually calmed down.

Zuo Le's reaction confirmed Scarface's suspicions.

"It really is a spatial ability."

Scarface slowly walked to the main stage and looked at the metal wall of the shipping container.

Behind the corrugated iron wall is Zuo Le.

The two were separated by a wall, yet neither made a move.

"You were hired by the Black Snake Gang? That bitch Xu Jing finally decided to spend money to hire someone?"

Do you really want to know?

The two were separated by a metal wall, but since everyone in the warehouse had already left and the noisy environment was gone, the wall did not hinder their conversation.

How much money did she give you?

"A price you can't afford."

boom!