"Next time I will increase the density and thickness of the skull, the effect should be better."
Lin Qingliu muttered to himself, while the man in front of him looked pale.
"Super, superpower?!"
"Why are you so surprised? Isn't the overall awakening rate close to 1%? It's not surprising to see one occasionally, right?"
The gunman's brain had turned into a mess by now. The 1% awakening rate was indeed not particularly rare considering the population of several million in Hope City.
But the problem is that people with super powers, especially those who cannot be killed by guns, have bright futures whether they go to the outer city to find a few bosses to share a piece of the pie or join the army to make a living. Why would they stay in such a shabby place to open a psychological clinic?
And you just happened to run into it?
How bad luck is this?
"Oh, right."
Lin Qingliu seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to the man whose arms and legs were trembling slightly:
"It just happened to help me try out my arm after muscle strengthening. Grip dynamometers are really expensive and break easily..."
The man looked slightly to the left, and saw something flash, and then hit his neck with a sound of breaking through the air, and then he lost consciousness.
The man with the gun collapsed to the ground, and the crude pistol of unclear model fell to the side. At this time, another man had been attracted by the gunshots. He stuck his head out from the inner room on the first floor and happened to see his companion fall down.
“Second brother!”
The man didn't know what was going on. He rushed forward with a dagger in his hand without thinking, as if he had completely lost his mind.
He was strong and moved very fast. Before the young man could turn around, he had already stabbed the dagger into the other's neck.
This knife was full of the old man's more than 30 years of experience in street fighting. The nearly 20-centimeter blade was completely embedded in the side of the man's neck, even raising a point on the skin on the other side.
The third brother was planning to take advantage of the situation and stab a few more times, but he found that his dagger seemed to be stuck in the opponent's bone.
He exerted force twice but was unable to move the dagger at all. At this time, the smiling young man slowly turned his head and looked at him.
The man let go of his hand and took two steps back, a look of shock still on his face.
The person opposite asked calmly:
"Do you want this?"
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