214: Chapter 214 The Superhero Wearing Red Underwear on the Outside

Chapter 214: Superhero Wearing Red Underwear on the Outside

Along with an earth-shattering roar like a sudden clap of thunder, Fang Cheng's muscles rapidly swelled up.

The combat uniform that was originally tightly fitted to his body could no longer withstand this brute force.

Bang!

It instantly shattered into countless black fabric pieces, shooting out in all directions.

And where Fang Cheng stood, dust suddenly billowed up, flying all over the sky together with the clothing fragments.

It was as if a tornado was roaring and spinning around him, with an extraordinarily astonishing Aura.

Seeing this, the Ghost and the Hooded Man, who were pincer-attacking from front and back, couldn't help but catch their breath, their offensive affected and pausing slightly.

After Fang Cheng's clothes were forcefully torn apart, the muscles on his arms, thighs, and torso completely exploded outwards.

Leaving only a pair of red underwear tightly wrapping his vital parts.

His flushed skin kept rising and falling continuously, as if several giant pythons were slithering inside his body.

It was like a fierce beast awakening from an ancient battlefield, exuding a spine-chilling savagery and power.

The Ghost's originally ghostly agile steps were now as if nailed to the ground.

Contacting those fierce-glinting eyes, his heart couldn't help but leap fiercely, instantly recalling the scene of being tragically KO'd earlier.

He immediately and decisively retreated, hiding his true body, letting only a few split "Phantom Clones" rush forward.

Besides being able to disturb the enemy's vision and affect normal combat judgment, these Clones...

can also create an effect similar to an air wall by compressing the shape of the air, thereby hindering the target's attack and producing a containment effect.

This is also one of the reasons why the "Phantom Clones" have a near-Immortal Master touch.

As long as they briefly restrict the opponent's movements, even for half a second.

His companion would be able to fully unleash his terrifying power and smash his head with one punch.

Thinking of this, the Ghost couldn't help but look forward to it with anticipation, watching the Hooded Man launching an attack from behind the opponent.

This tough guy, who was nearly two meters tall and weighed over three hundred kilograms, was one of the few lucky survivors after that special experiment.

He also possessed a "transformation ability". In terms of muscle strength and Physical Body hardness, he should definitely crush this "shorty" who was only one meter eighty-something.

At this time, the Hooded Man also realized that the opponent's threat index had increased, his eyes widened like copper bells, locking onto the enemy dead on.

During high-speed running, as he swung his fists, his right arm swelled crazily as if it were being inflated.

Bang!

Almost at the same time, his arm burst through his clothing sleeve, revealing biceps bulging like a small hill.

This punch swung rapidly like a huge battering ram, carrying violent winds straight toward Fang Cheng.

Such a powerful and heavy attack would obviously break a person's bones and tendons with just a gentle touch.

In an instant, the dagger tore through the air, and the fist shattered the soundwaves, all coming together with a lethal intent.

Facing the fatal danger of a pincer attack from front and back, there was no trace of fear in Fang Cheng's eyes; instead, they were filled with an incomparably strong will to fight.

His figure stood motionless, his waist and hips dipped slightly, and his right arm pulled back.

His heart seemed like a motor turned on to its highest power, pumping a large amount of magma-hot blood, surging wildly toward his limbs and bones.

His right arm, swollen to the extreme, was even glowing red and scorching hot, resembling a steam-driven mechanical arm.

Crack—

As his joints twisted, they suddenly emitted a series of chilling, crisp sounds.

In an instant, Fang Cheng finally moved!

Just at the split second when the heavy punch from behind, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, was about to hit his head.

His right foot slammed into the ground, swinging and jumping forward.

His entire body suddenly leaped high. While flying in the air, he twisted his waist and turned his hips, intertwining the muscles, bones, and joints all over his body.

Boundless power was injected into it, instantly penetrating his torso, passing to his shoulders, elbows, wrists, and finally to his right fist clenched in five fingers.

It virtually formed an indestructible steel chain.

Snap!

Amidst the explosion-like crack resembling lit firecrackers, Fang Cheng relied on his astonishing body control to smoothly rotate 180° in the air.

With the help of the rotation force, his right arm also delivered a destructive turning aerial whip punch, like a sudden counter-thrust spear.

It fiercely whipped toward the Hooded Man who lunged from behind and threw a punch.

Fang Cheng completely ignored the Ghost, who had already become a defeated opponent.

Earlier, when amplifying his five senses' perception, he had already sensed the Hooded Man lurking in the dark, exuding an Aura similar to an experimental subject.

Therefore, from beginning to end, Fang Cheng placed his main target on this more dangerous enemy.

And using the Qilin Arm to charge up his attack was just waiting for the opponent to take the initiative and rush forward.

Then, under the Super Armor state, use the maximum explosive force and the most efficient method to instantly kill the opponent in one move!

"Hah!"

A low roar came from the Hooded Man's mouth, his eyeballs bloodshot, resembling a berserk, out-of-control violent machine.

He had only one obsession: to rush forward desperately, use his sand-sized fists to crack Fang Cheng's mask, and smash his skull to pieces.

The wind of the fist roared by, blowing off his hood, instantly exposing an ugly face covered in scars.

The flesh all over his face trembled violently as he exerted force, making him look even more ferocious and terrifying.

At the same time, Fang Cheng, who had completed the turn and punch in the air, had long completely exposed his back to the Ghost.

Seizing the opportunity, those "Phantom Clones" pounced onto his body like starving wolves pouncing on food.

However, a bizarre scene appeared.

They seemed to crash into an invisible wall, enveloped by the scorching Qi spewed from Fang Cheng's body, instantly turning into water mist and dissipating into nothingness.

It didn't stop his footsteps at all, nor could it affect his determination to fight.

Fang Cheng's eyes were like burning flames, scorching and bright, and a sense of excitement surged and churned within his chest.

At such a moment of life-and-death duel, how could there be the slightest hindrance and shrinking back?!

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, the two muscular tough guys collided fiercely like two high-speed colliding rocks.

Their robust flesh and blood actually made a dull and shocking loud noise, and fierce winds roared through the empty workshop, stirring up dust all over the ground.

The Hooded Man's fist brushed past Fang Cheng's mask, and the hard helmet shattered instantly, revealing Fang Cheng's stern and resolute true face.

And Fang Cheng's incomparably powerful turning aerial whip punch also accurately smashed onto the Hooded Man's neck.

Hearing a "crack", a crisp fracture sound rang out.

After suffering a fierce blow to the head, before even a scream could escape, the Hooded Man's head tilted uncontrollably to one side.

His body also staggered a few steps, leaning crookedly, and the ferocious look on his face was completely replaced by pain and astonishment.

Flashes of his past battle with the experimental subject crossed Fang Cheng's mind, and a fierce look instantly flashed in his eyes as he took a stride and leaped.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Hooded Man's body had not yet fallen, he swung his Iron Fist and continued to smash toward the opponent's face, swearing to forcibly pluck off that head whose cervical vertebrae were already broken.

Seeing this scene, the Ghost hiding in the dark had a somewhat stiff figure.

After reacting, he immediately gritted his teeth, braced himself and rushed forward, the cold-glinting dagger in his hand fiercely stabbing toward Fang Cheng's bare-muscled upper back.

But when the tip of the knife touched those bulging latissimus dorsi muscles, it was like chiseling onto a steel plate, only leaving a shallow mark.

A Physique of 41 points, the "Iron Bridge" that increased back hardness by 100% when muscles were tensed, plus the blessing of the Super Armor state.

Made Fang Cheng's entire spine and back muscle group virtually into a real piece of iron plate, so hard that it was only a step away from sparking.

The dagger in the Ghost's hand was no longer so stable, the blade tip trembled slightly, and his eyes reflected panic in his heart.

He immediately changed his tactics, the dagger carrying a trace of cold light, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, turning to slash at Fang Cheng's neck instead.

Puff!

Just as the blade was pushed forward, Fang Cheng acted as if he had eyes on the back of his head, directly grabbing the hand holding the dagger.

His five fingers were like iron pliers, firmly locking the blade body so it couldn't move at all, and a cruel smile split across the corners of his mouth:

"I've finally caught you, flea!"

While speaking, his arms exerted sudden force, pulling the Ghost directly over and slamming him onto the ground.

The Ghost had extremely strong body flexibility. While still in mid-air, he quickly twisted a few times like a loach, neutralizing the impact of the shoulder throw.

At the same time, his entire figure instantly faded and disappeared, attempting to rely on his invisibility ability once again to escape successfully.

How could Fang Cheng give him this opportunity? One hand firmly grasped his wrist, while the other hand reached out into thin air, grabbing his shoulder that had disappeared into the air.

Then his right leg quickly lifted, his knee bent at a lethal angle, smashing fiercely toward the anticipated enemy.

Bang!

Along with the muffled sound and screams in the air, the Ghost's originally hidden figure suddenly re-emerged, his chest visibly caved inward.

Having succeeded in one blow, Fang Cheng did not stop his actions there. His left leg quickly followed up in place of his right leg, another fierce knee strike slamming over again, so fast that it was dizzying.

The Ghost's body arched, his mouth wide open, but because of the pain, he couldn't make a complete sound.

At this moment, he had already degenerated into a lamb to be slaughtered, completely losing the ability to counterattack using Phantom Clones.

Fang Cheng was not in a quick rush to kill him, but simply used the enemy as a punching bag to practice his Punching techniques.

Once, twice, thrice...

His legs exerted continuous force like battering rams, a series of knee strikes as fast as a storm, continuously smashing toward the opponent.

Even though the Super Armor state had long ended, Fang Cheng still maintained an offensive posture, venting the irrepressible killing intent in his heart.

Every impact carried the force of a thousand jun, as if wanting to completely shatter the opponent's bones and internal organs.

Bang!

As the last knee strike fell, the Ghost's entire body was like having all its tendons and bones drawn out, collapsing limply to the ground with not a shred of Life Qi left.

"Hoo—"

Fang Cheng raised his head slightly, casually throwing the enemy's corpse aside like a broken burlap sack.

His chest heaved violently, taking deep breaths, trying to calm the hot blood and excitement still surging inside his body after the fierce battle.

After a long while, the fanaticism in his eyes faded, and his body and mind gradually returned to calm.

Fang Cheng looked around, his eyes scanning the workshop sharply to see if there were any other remaining fish that slipped through the net.

When his gaze fell on the Hooded Man, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He saw him lying on the ground with a twisted body, the fracture at his neck making his head tilt to one side, bone fragments protruding, covered in blood and flesh.

At this moment, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils still retained the unwillingness of being instantly killed. His body twitched and trembled from time to time, as if making a final struggle.

Fang Cheng strode over, gazing down condescendingly at this guy who looked very much like an experimental subject.

Once upon a time, facing an opponent like this who could resist bullets with his Physical Body and was as strong as a demon, he could only give them a wide berth and deal with them carefully.

Now, he was almost ended by himself with just one punch like this.

Thinking of this, a cold glint flashed in Fang Cheng's eyes, and he suddenly clenched his fists, smashing down fiercely.

Bang!

This punch hit the Hooded Man's head, and his skull shattered even more instantly.

The force was transmitted to the cement ground, and cracks spread all around like a spider web.

Then, that unusually sturdy head completely fell off from the body, rolling far away with a rumbling sound.

Only at this point did this thrilling slaughter come to an end.

Fang Cheng's tense muscles completely relaxed, and he raised his hand to wipe away the blood splattered on his face.

His fingers touched the warm, sticky liquid, and he frowned slightly, then exhaled gently, spitting out the remaining killing intent in his chest together.

And the bloody Aura permeating the workshop had not dissipated for a long time.

The surroundings were serene, with only the moonlight like water pouring in through the windows, spreading a layer of silver tulle over the litter all over the floor.

And right in the pool of blood, a trace of cold light flickered slightly.

Fang Cheng looked closely and saw it was the dagger dropped on the ground by the commander, so he walked over and bent down to pick it up.

Holding the hilt wrapped in black sharkskin, the moment it entered his hand, he could feel its extraordinariness.

The blade body was long and narrow with smooth lines, and from the tip to the hilt, there was not the slightest sense of hindrance.

The blade surface forged from special fine steel cast a chilling light under the dim light, faintly illuminating his eyes.

Reaching out to touch it, his fingertips felt as if they were scratched by ice prisms, and the chill instantly penetrated his bone marrow.

Fang Cheng gently stroked the blade body, wiping away the un-dried blood stains still contaminating it.

This dagger could easily cut through the special fabric of the combat uniform, and could keep the blade edge from chipping during intense close-quarters combat.

If placed in ancient times, it could definitely be called a divine Sharp Weapon.

Thinking of this, he casually waved it, and the dagger cut a fierce arc in the air.

With a "whoosh", a sharp, subtle sound of breaking air suddenly rang out, seeming to be able to split the air in front of him alive.

Fang Cheng nodded with satisfaction, deciding to put it away as trophy loot.

But when he subconsciously reached out to sheath the dagger, he suddenly realized that he was completely naked right now, wearing only a pair of underwear.

Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment, smiling bitterly with helplessness.

Looking up at the surroundings again, among the corpses all over the ground, there didn't seem to be any suitable clothes he could strip off to temporarily cover his body.

Before finding a solution, he then thought of an even more tricky problem.

So many corpses were scattered all over the factory building; how on earth should they be disposed of cleanly?

While pondering, suddenly a "bang" of a gunshot came from the end of the corridor outside the workshop.

In the already quiet late night, it appeared exceptionally abrupt.

Fang Cheng's heart skipped a beat, and without hesitation, he immediately took a stride and ran toward the direction where the gunshot came from.

Quickly arriving at the workshop entrance, he saw Ma Donghe holding a rifle in his hand, the muzzle still emitting curling wisps of blue smoke.

In front of him, the Tyrannosaurus was half-kneeling on the ground, his body trembling, making muddled sounds from his mouth.

That appearance looked as if he had just been weeping tearfully and begging for mercy.

At this time, his hands were tightly clutching his chest, the gaps between his fingers already soaked with blood, and the crimson liquid still gushed out uncontrollably.

Finally, his whole body leaned forward, collapsing powerlessly to the ground, bidding an unwilling farewell to this world with his unfinished career of dominating the Dongdu underworld.

"A-Cheng..."

Ma Donghe turned his head to look at Fang Cheng, a complex expression flashing across his face, along with a trace of relief.

Fang Cheng didn't say much, just nodded slightly to him to show understanding.

Since the hidden Tyrannosaurus was also dead, all enemies present tonight should have been eliminated.

Afterwards, Fang Cheng spoke out about the most urgent matter at hand.

Ma Donghe thought for a moment and immediately said:

"I still have a few brothers locked up over at the office building. Everyone will pitch in together and throw all the corpses into the well cave to be disposed of as garbage. That place is bottomless, guaranteed no one will find out."

Fang Cheng nodded in agreement, at worst checking it again with the "Scavengers Eye" afterwards to remove the corresponding traces.

Then, unceremoniously, he said:

"Right, make a call to Yingjun, let him drive over to pick us up, and bring a set of clothes along the way."

Hearing this, Ma Donghe belatedly discovered Fang Cheng's eccentric appearance right now.

Wearing only a striking pair of red underwear, his muscles extremely bodybuilding-toned, yet in this scene, it exuded a bit of absurdity.

His face was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help showing a mischievous smile, teasing:

"A-Cheng, your look is quite unique. Are you planning to change careers in the future and become a superhero to save the world?"