609: Chapter 609 Who is the real tough guy? Subduing people with fists.

The dense bushes were parted by a tall and slender figure.

With his hands in the pockets of his training uniform and stepping on slippery decaying leaves, Fang Cheng walked calmly out of the mist.

Ma Donghe and Hou Peng followed closely behind, each clutching a dagger and vigilantly scanning their surroundings.

Facing this group of thugs whose hands were still stained with human lives, the two of them looked calm, but their heartbeats inevitably accelerated.

The bloody smell from those killers pierced straight into their nasal cavities along with the cold wind, appearing extremely pungent.

However, when their gazes touched Fang Cheng's unshakeable back, their nervous emotions miraculously subsided.

With such a tough guy who could smash a Mutated Wild Boar to pieces with a single punch leading the front, what was there to be afraid of?

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Seeing the three people crawling out of the bushes, the three police academy students trapped in a desperate situation felt a sudden surge of joy, thinking they had hoped for strong external aid.

But when they saw the appearance of the newcomers clearly, they couldn't help but freeze.

One was as thin as a withered bamboo pole, as if a gust of mountain wind could blow him away.

The other had a very robust and sturdy physique, with a tiger-like back and bear-like waist, but looked like he wasn't very smart.

As for the leader in the middle, although he looked Yingjun, his whole body exuded the harmless vibe of an office worker, and he didn't even carry a weapon for self-defense.

This combination of three had no deterrent force whatsoever.

The hope in the eyes of the three police academy students instantly dimmed, and their hearts completely sank to the bottom.

The tall and thin leader narrowed his slender eyes, swept his gaze across the three of them, and pulled a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth:

"I thought they were some hidden experts, turns out they are three lost rookies."

As soon as his voice fell, several of his subordinates behind him suddenly burst into roaring laughter.

"Boss, look at that big guy who looks like a bear, he's actually carrying a wild boar leg in his hand, treating this like an outing and picnic in the Western Hills?"

"The pretty boy in the middle is even funnier, tender-skinned, without even a knife on his whole body, yet he ran over to take the exam. I'm afraid he hasn't even killed a chicken, right?"

Amidst the mockery, some people waved the weapons in their hands, making undisguised threats, while others revealed fierce expressions, staring at them covetously.

Facing the naked threat, Fang Cheng's expression was calm, and his tone was amiable:

"We really are lost, sorry to disturb your business. If there's nothing else, we'll leave first."

As he spoke, he actually turned around and stepped forward, preparing to leave.

Ma Donghe grinned broadly with a chuckle, and waved his hand very cooperatively:

"Bye-bye, everyone, please continue."

Hou Peng also quickly followed Fang Cheng's footsteps without looking back.

Seeing this, the veins on the backs of the three police academy students holding daggers bulged, and the sense of despair grew heavier.

Originally expecting these three people to help share some pressure, they didn't expect them to be three spineless cowards.

"Stop!"

The tall and thin man's expression sank, and he shouted sternly:

"Did I let you guys leave? Confess your identities and origins first, then I'll consider whether to leave you an intact corpse."

Ma Donghe stopped, turned back to spit heavily on the ground, and pointed at the opponent, cursing foully:

"Your uncle's, confess your grandmother's leg, do you really take yourself for somebody?"

"Fuck your mother! Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself, what kind of damn thing are you to put on airs with me!"

Seeing that the other party was pushing their luck and relentlessly badgering, he simply stopped pretending and acted even more arrogant and domineering than this gang of fierce bandits.

The tall and thin man's eye corners twitched violently, enraged by this vulgar insult.

His originally playful expression turned ferocious, staring at Ma Donghe with Killing Intent:

"Court death! I originally wanted to let you guys live a bit longer, since you are in a rush to be reincarnated yourselves, you can't blame others!"

With a flip of his wrist, the bloody military stab turned half a circle in his palm, and he issued orders in an icy tone:

"Old Dog, go deal with that skinny guy."

"Black Ox, Fierce Wolf, pull out the tongue of that guy who looks like a bear, and dig out his intestines. I want him to suffer the most cruel torture before he dies!"

The tall and thin man quickly issued instructions, his gaze finally falling on a gloomy-looking killer:

"Viper, go bleed that pretty boy, make your move crisp and clean."

"The rest of you, follow me to solve those three thorniest guys, make it quick!"

Hearing this, Hou Peng frowned tightly.

On the opposite side, there were a full nine ruthless bandits who killed without blinking an eye.

While his own side had only six people at most, and there were three severely injured people on their side, cutting their combat effectiveness directly in half.

The situation was completely one-sided, how could this battle be fought?

The buzz-cut man and the others also had dead ashes in their hearts.

Today they wouldn't be able to survive no matter what, they could only grit their teeth and clutch their daggers tightly, preparing to make a final desperate struggle.

As for that group of thugs, each of them pulled a grim smile at the corners of their mouths, looking at them as if looking at a few breathing corpses.

After a brief confrontation and trade-off among the three sides, murderous intent suddenly arose, and the battle broke out instantly.

The killer Viper, named to deal with Fang Cheng, sneered, his legs suddenly exerting force, and his military boots stepped a deep pit into the mud.

His whole body was like a sharp arrow in Flight close to the ground, taking advantage of the sprint inertia, the triangular military stab in his hand went straight to stab at Fang Cheng's heart.

Looking at Fang Cheng's appearance of having his hands in his pockets and being completely unprepared, Viper was full of disdain in his heart.

To deal with such a powerless pretty boy, he should have pierced the heart with one knife, using the fastest and most fatal move to instantly kill and execute him.

Just like hiding in the tree just now and ambushing to kill that examinee.

But he temporarily changed his mind, killing him with one knife was too boring.

It's better to first sever this kid's tendon and hamstrings, play with him a bit more, and listen to his desperate screams, that would be truly satisfying!

Ma Donghe and Hou Peng were both entangled by their respective opponents, having no time to care about anything else.

As for the three police academy students, they were forced to retreat repeatedly, and could only watch helplessly as that military stab approached Fang Cheng.

In their eyes, this young man who didn't even have time to draw a weapon would have his heart pierced in the next second, splashing blood on the spot.

At this time, Viper had already rushed in front of Fang Cheng.

The sharp tip of the military stab was less than ten centimeters away from Fang Cheng's chest.

Viper even seemed to smell the sweet and fishy smell of blood splashing in advance, and the corners of his mouth split to the maximum uncontrollably.

However, Fang Cheng still had his hands in his pockets, without even blinking an eyelid.

Just at the moment when the knife tip was about to touch the fabric of the training uniform.

Fang Cheng's right toe quietly shifted outward by half an inch, the muscles of his thighs instantly expanded, stretching the loose pant legs tight.

His waist suddenly exerted force, and his spine like a great Dragon snapped and shook.

He finally pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

There was no gathering of strength, no dodging, but the movement was as fast as lightning.

Fang Cheng directly faced the incoming sharp blade, blasting out a plain and unremarkable straight punch.

Boom!

The fist rubbed against the air at high speed, actually exploding a dull sonic boom in the forest.

That triangular military stab forged from fine steel, the moment it crossed paths with the fist peak, was directly smashed and bent by the violent power, scraping out flying sparks.

The momentum of the fist did not decrease, and Fang Cheng's Iron Fist smashed into Viper's chest like a withered and decayed force.

Crack——

A spine-chilling sound of bone cracking resounded through the clearing.

Viper's chest cavity deeply sank inwards to a degree visible to the naked eye, and the clothes on his back instantly burst open.

His whole person was like being hit head-on by a high-speed heavy truck, his feet left the ground, and he flew backward upside down.

His body of over 1.8 meters drew an afterimage in mid-air, smashing fiercely into a thick pagoda tree more than ten meters away.

Wood chips flew everywhere, and the tree trunk that two people could embrace made a painful wailing sound, actually being hit and broken in half by this terrifying impact force, collapsing with a loud crash.

Viper slid to the ground like a puddle of mud, bleeding from his seven orifices, with a huge blood hole broken open on his chest.

He didn't even have time to twitch before he completely became a dead corpse.

The huge commotion instantly interrupted the entire noisy battle situation.

The scene fell into a death-like silence.

The rustling sound of the wind blowing leaves was clearly audible to the ear.

Everyone's movements stiffened abruptly, nailed in place like wooden stakes.

Having just thrown themselves into the slaughter, they hadn't even had time to make a move before the weapons in their hands froze in mid-air, appearing exceptionally comical.

Pair after pair of eyes stared like seeing a ghost at the tree that had been broken by the smash, and the flesh-and-blood corpse under the tree.

Hou Peng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his heart filled with shock.

Although he had long sensed the terrifying Qi hidden within Fang Cheng's body.

Yet witnessing this kind of combat style with extreme visual impact twice in a row still couldn't stop his scalp from tingling.

This couldn't be blamed on him either.

Even if Ma Donghe was already used to it, at this moment he was still so excited that his Bloodline surged.

The three police academy students widened their eyes even more, their jaws almost dropping to the ground.

Punching to pieces a top killer who had undergone rigorous training? And incidentally breaking a large tree?

Is this fucking still power that a human can possess?

In the center of the battlefield, Fang Cheng's expression remained calm.

He didn't even glance at the smashed Viper, his left foot taking advantage of the momentum to kick hard against the muddy ground full of fallen leaves.

Slap!

Mud splashed.

Fang Cheng's figure left an afterimage in place, appearing like teleportation beside the thug codenamed "Fierce Wolf".

Fierce Wolf was raising his knife, preparing to deal a fatal blow to Ma Donghe who was caught in the middle, when he suddenly felt a fishy wind blowing from his side.

Before he could even turn his head, a large hand like iron pliers had already tightly gripped his neck.

Fang Cheng exerted force with his five fingers, and his arm muscles bulged.

Fierce Wolf's feet left the ground, and he was abruptly lifted into mid-air by a single arm.

He widened his eyes in horror, his hands desperately trying to pry open Fang Cheng's fingers, and his legs kicking wildly in the air.

Fang Cheng looked at him, with not a shred of emotional fluctuation in the depths of his eyes.

His wrist shook slightly.

Snap!

The crisp sound of the cervical spine snapping rang out.

Fierce Wolf's struggling movement froze instantly, his head drooping weakly to one side, and the vitality in the depths of his eyes rapidly dissipated.

Fang Cheng casually tossed it, throwing the corpse into the bushes nearby like throwing trash.

In less than ten seconds.

Two top killers, one with a shattered chest, one with a broken cervical spine.

Their death states were extremely miserable, neat and clean.

"Gulp."

I don't know who swallowed a mouthful of saliva heavily, finally breaking this suffocating dead silence.

Ma Donghe and Hou Peng reacted the fastest.

Taking advantage of the opponent in front of them still being in a daze.

Ma Donghe let out an angry roar and kicked fiercely into the lower abdomen of "Black Ox".

Hou Peng, holding a dagger, smoothly slashed a bloody wound on his opponent's arm.

Even the three police academy students were greatly invigorated, enduring their injuries and taking the initiative to launch a counterattack.

The situation that originally looked one-sided instantly reversed.

"Retreat! All retreat back!"

The tall and thin man's eyes split open, and under extreme panic, his voice became exceptionally sharp.

He knew the strength of Viper and Fierce Wolf all too well.

To be able to casually pinch them to death like chicks...

The seemingly gentle young man in front of him was definitely a monster draped in human skin, even many times stronger than himself.

The remaining six killers, as if granted amnesty, scrambled to retreat backwards, regrouping around the tall and thin man.

Everyone's hands holding knives were trembling slightly, their gazes staring in terror at Fang Cheng, fearing that the god of death would teleport right in front of them next.

"B-Boss... What should we do now?"

A subordinate asked with a trembling voice.

The tall and thin man was cursing wildly in his heart.

How the fuck would I know what to do?!

The blood sacrifice plan that was originally a sure win had such a pervert suddenly kill halfway through.

Not to mention that the plan might have fallen through, whether they could walk out of this forest alive today was an unknown number.

Fang Cheng gently shook off the blood stains on the back of his hand, stepped on the fallen leaves, and slowly closed in a step forward.

Facing this understatement of a step, the six killers opposite reacted like a frightened flock of sheep, retreating a big step backward in unison.

The tall and thin man was rapidly calculating a way to escape in his mind when he suddenly felt that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit wrong.

He suddenly turned his head back.

He saw that behind him was empty, and the six subordinates had already shrunk behind him.

Just like that, leaving him alone and desolate at the very front, facing that god of death directly.

"Damn it, a bunch of waste! Cowards!"

The tall and thin man cursed angrily, his facial muscles twitching violently.

He quickly retreated two big steps backward as well, trying to squeeze into the group of subordinates.

Wishing he was also an ordinary subordinate rather than the leading big brother of the whole team.

Looking at this comical scene, Ma Donghe grinned his big mouth wide open, letting out mocking laughter without any disguise.

These guys were arrogant as hell just now, but now they are acting as cowardly as quails.

Fang Cheng did not continue to make a move, stopping five meters away from the tall and thin man, and put his hands back into his pockets.

"Let's talk?"

His tone remained amiable, as if the person who had just killed someone bare-handed wasn't him at all.

The tall and thin man steadied his wildly beating heart, barely squeezing out a smile that was uglier than crying:

"This brother, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..."

"Everyone meets by chance, there's no need to fight to the death. As long as you are willing to let us go, name any conditions you want, we can talk about anything."

Fang Cheng lowered his eyelids slightly, his gaze falling on the tall and thin man's face:

"What I want to talk about is not the conditions for letting you go, but about the relics of ancient civilization."

Hearing this, the tall and thin man's expression changed instantly.

His eyes began to dodge, biting his teeth tightly and falling into silence.

Fang Cheng did not urge, just raised his right foot and stepped heavily on a protruding rock nearby.

Crack!

Under the grinding of the military boots, the rock the size of half a basketball instantly shattered into countless tiny stones, sinking deeply into the mud.

The violent power even conducted along the ground, shocking the soles of the tall and thin man's feet into numbness.

"I'll talk!"

Cold sweat instantly soaked through the tall and thin man's back, and his psychological defense completely collapsed.