"So noisy."
Lu Fei frowned slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, blades as thin as cicada wings slashed through the air, piercing the chests of the fleeing people in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, eleven corpses lay on the ground, their eyes wide open in death.
The already panicked people were completely thrown into disarray, looking at Lu Fei as if he were a demon who had walked out of hell.
That look in your eyes is really disgusting.
Lu Fei raised his hand again, and ten more throwing knives flew out of his hand, so fast that people didn't even have time to react.
But this time, no one fell to the ground.
A slender figure leaped out from behind the crowd, gathering all ten throwing knives in a flash. With a backhand flick, the knives flew out even faster than when they arrived.
The target was Lu Fei and the middle-aged man beside him!
At the same time, Fu Jingheng threw a punch from the side.
The golden fist shadow flew from his hand, growing larger as it flew, and slammed straight toward the middle-aged man's chest.
Although the source of that golden power was unknown, the whistling wind created by the flying fist was enough to tell that if that punch were to land on a human body, it would at least result in the shattering of internal organs!
But once again, the reality surprised everyone.
The golden fist shadow landed accurately on the middle-aged man, but as the silver light flashed, the fist shadow, which was the size of an adult's head, gradually disintegrated and vanished into the air in the blink of an eye.
The middle-aged man looked up and gazed in Fu Jingheng's direction, somewhat surprised: "You've already recovered in just one day?"
Fu Jingheng withdrew his hand, and with a thought, retreated to Qin Sheng's side before looking up at him: "So, do you regret it?"
I regret not acting sooner, and I regret choosing this particular time to act.
The middle-aged man, Mo Yu, shook his head: "It's not that bad."
Although it was somewhat unexpected, it didn't change the final outcome.
All he really wanted was a body that could hold his power and be excellent enough, but unfortunately, his experimenters were not up to par and kept producing genetically modified humans that satisfied him.
The only two people who met his requirements, Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, were unwilling to offer their bodies to him.
In that case, he'll have to come and get it himself!
Mo Yu's eyes sharpened, and he suddenly raised his right hand, a silver-white beam of light as thick as an arm shot out from his palm!
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