Gao Ang narrowed his eyes, rushed towards the window, and threw a punch.
He only heard the sound and didn't really notice anything unusual.
If there is any, it can only be that some people have "seen" a trajectory.
A shadowy figure traced a path, like a long ribbon hanging outside the window.
Unsurprisingly, his punch missed.
Immediately afterwards, the long belt appeared behind him, and a force came from his waist.
Gao Liang's body, which was suspended in mid-air, immediately floated away.
"There are too many people and too many eyes around here. If you want to fight, go to the open sea!"
Before the visitor could reply, the long ribbon flew towards the sea.
"Stay put! If you dare to run, I'll blow your head off the next time I see you!"
He threatened Dortmund and chased after him angrily.
This is the first time in so many days that I've suffered such a huge loss; someone has stabbed me in the back.
What made Gao Feng feel uneasy was that this person was moving too fast.
Saying it's the speed of light is definitely an exaggeration, but ten times the speed of sound is no exaggeration at all. Even his own burst speed is slightly slower than that.
Moreover, based on that punch just now, he could basically judge that this person's strength was comparable to his physical attributes.
That's true. At that speed, if someone wasn't physically fit, they probably would have disbanded long ago.
"This is interesting. Finally, a worthy opponent has emerged."
At this moment, Gao Ang suddenly felt a little excited.
Following that long ribbon, Gao Ang arrived on the high seas.
Based on this observation, he discovered an interesting phenomenon: the people who came were different from him.
The person who came seemed to be just a little fast; his "flying" wasn't true flying.
It was just that the speed was too fast, and it broke free from the local gravity of the planet Earth, because Gao Ang saw that the person standing on the ground of a small island had wet feet.
You can't beat me!
This is Gao Feng's direct attitude towards the strength of both sides.
"You might not be able to beat me either!"
The newcomer was not to be outdone; he turned around and faced Gao Feng.
They were also wearing a mask and a bodysuit, which appeared to be custom-made, with many elements that Gao Yuan had never seen before.
"Before we fight, I'd like to ask you, are you... a superhuman?"
"You could say that, the movie is based on a real person."
"The Flash?"
"I guess so, but it's not quite that extreme."
That's true. Movies are all processed, designed for visual impact and mind-blowing tension, with rationality being completely disregarded.
"You can fly, could you be the prototype of Superman?"
Upon hearing Flash's words, Gao Feng frowned. "There really is a Superman?"
"I don't know. You'll have to ask Grandpa Qiao about that."
"Joe? Who exactly is he, and why does Dortmund know him too?"
"We'll answer that question later, let's go!"
The Flash got into position, ready for a powerful attack. "Don't just keep flying around like that, it'll get boring."
"Don't worry, since Joe is the real boss behind you, we'll only be able to find the mastermind after we beat you into submission, right?"
Gao Ang landed on the island, looked around, and decided that the place was perfect. Even if the two of them fought fiercely, no one would notice.
"bring it on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Flash disappeared, and Gao Feng only felt a strong gust of wind rush towards him.
Good grief, don't they know you shouldn't hit someone in the face?
He veered to the left, dodging the punch, but before he could react, he was struck in the abdomen by the Flash's fist.
The punch was powerful and heavy, causing Gao Ang to stagger back three steps.
That's it?
Steady his stance, he raised his right leg high and used it to lock onto the Flash's position, unleashing a devastating punch from the sky.
Before the fist could land on the Flash's head, the opponent's figure had already disappeared.
"Too slow!"
Another punch landed on his lower back, this time with even more force than the previous one.
Ang Gao flew straight out and crashed into the mountainside, creating a small crater.
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Physical strength alone might not be enough to defeat this guy, so Gao Feng immediately activated his full-power field and used spatial collapse.
With a "whoosh," he flashed behind The Flash and kicked him in the butt.
Missed again!
No, the speed of spatial collapse is fast enough, but the speed of physical movement is still lacking.
The Flash stood on a rock and shook his finger dismissively. "I told you, you can't do it on speed alone."
"Is that so?"
This time, Gao Ang decided to stop attacking altogether and simply rely on spatial collapse to move quickly.
Then use the inertia from the collapse of space to attack the Flash.
His every move is bound to cause a stir in the surrounding area.
Since there is a theoretical limit to physical speed, he simply restricted himself.
This sudden change of tactics left The Flash completely bewildered.
It was directly struck by the tall and massive body and sent flying more than ten meters away before falling into the sea with a "plop".
With a whoosh, the guy sprang out again, shouting, "Again!"
The Flash seemed to be getting serious too, moving even faster, to the point that Gao Feng couldn't even keep track of his movements.
His figure was everywhere, his trails were everywhere.
Gao Ang could only wander aimlessly around the surrounding space, like a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse.
If you hit it, you're lucky; if you don't, keep hitting it.
Both of them were trying to avoid playing with rules, otherwise it would be easy for the other to find fault with them.
Gao Ang also tried to freeze the guy's body, but he moved too fast.
Before the power he applied to the Flash could intensify, the figure vanished.
It's like trying to hold down a turtle with your hand; its shell is slippery, so you can't apply any force and you can't hold it down.
Overall, Gao Long still came out on top. The Flash was hit by him several times, and each time he fell into the sea in a sorry state, only to climb out again.
"I told you, you can't beat me!"
"You talk as if you can beat me!"
The other side remained stubborn and refused to admit defeat.
"I can't stay with you any longer, I have to go back to take care of some business."
Gao Ang turned to leave, but was angered by Flash's words and turned back around, "I'll be following you, so don't even think about doing anything bad."
"Are you crazy? That guy is no good. What's wrong with me dealing with him?"
“Different stances, different beliefs. What you see as a bad person might be a good person in my eyes. Besides, he is someone that Old Master Qiao values. You cannot hurt him.”
The Flash wasn't wrong.
Different camps have different values.
In Gao Gao's eyes, what Dortmund did was bastardly and utterly wicked.
However, in the eyes of people from mountainous countries or the British, this might be a good thing that benefits the country and its people.
You're so annoying!
Gao Ang was a little angry. It was like encountering a rogue. Not only could he not hit him, but the problem was that he was also bothering him and making him feel disgusted.
"If I wanted to kill Dortmund, I have plenty of ways to do it, and I'm not sure you could save him."
"If you dare to kill Dortmund, I dare to kill others too."
"Oh? You know who I am. Who do you want to kill?"
“They’re either from the East or the West. If you kill one Dort, I’ll kill 2,000. That’s 1,000 people from one country. Do you dare to bet?”
If Gao Feng was angry just now, he's now a bit furious.
This is a blatant threat, or intimidation.
"Then let's fight again. I swear, this time I'll beat you so badly you'll be crawling on the floor!"
Before he finished speaking, Gao Ang rushed out.
This time, the impact range expanded again, not only limited to this small island, but also affecting all areas within a one-kilometer radius of the island.
Not only on land, he even rushed into the sea, stirring up the storms beneath the waves.
Two super mutants engaged in another fierce battle in a deserted area far from the mountain country.
Ten minutes later, the entire island was filled with water vapor, and dark clouds even floated in the sky, with flashes of lightning occasionally streaking across the heavens.
The Flash, caught up in his excitement, didn't notice much else; his attention was drawn to the unexpected and tricky angle.
By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
At first, it was just a few drops of water.
As time passed, the water droplets slowly turned into ice shards, and then into small ice cubes.
When he felt his speed noticeably decrease and tried to escape this range, it was too late.
Gao Ang realized that he was going to escape, and his teleportation speed increased again. He no longer cared about the area within a one-kilometer radius. His goal was to spin around a center point like a top.
Every time the Flash is about to reach the edge, he is knocked back by Highball.
If he gets bumped, he'll get a severe beating.
"You think I can fly? Little guy, let me tell you something: Science is the primary fighting force! In the freezing cold!"
With a roar, The Flash was knocked to the ground by High Glow once again, and then the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.
In less than a second, the entire island, within a kilometer radius, was covered in snow.
Gao Ang and his companions were in the very heart of a snow-covered wonderland, a world of ice sculptures.
The previously arrogant Flash was now firmly frozen in the center of the ice block.
This block of ice is unusually large.
It is nearly 100 meters long, wide, and high, and the Flash is right in the center.
"So what if you run fast? Are you resistant to the cold? If you were frozen, could you still run? Humph!"
It has to be said that the Flash's physique is truly abnormal; even in this state, he is still struggling, and there is no sign of his life fading away.
"I want to see what special qualities you have besides being fast and resilient."
Since this guy couldn't escape, Gao Feng began a comprehensive analysis of The Flash.
"Your organs are all normal, nothing unusual... except that your cells are slightly stronger than mine... To put it bluntly, you're just a fast mutant!"
Relying solely on physical strength, his running speed is comparable to Gao Feng's, and theoretically, his physical strength is even superior to Gao Feng's.
The question is, Gao Ang is such a monster that the conventional weapons on Earth are basically unable to destroy him. So how do we destroy this one that is even more powerful than him?
Gao Ang was having a headache; there was simply no way to start this.
Using that small nuclear bomb?
Regardless of whether it's useful or not, if it's useless and it blows a hole in the ice, giving this kid a chance to activate his abilities, it will be difficult to catch him again.
As for starving him to death... that's not impossible. This guy's energy acquisition method is similar to his solar energy, and his digestive organs haven't degenerated. It's just unknown whether this guy has other ways of acquiring energy.
"Let's wait and see what happens!"
Leaving this guy here is definitely not safe. The weather here is quite changeable, and there will definitely be busybodies who come to investigate.
After spending some time burying the giant ice block containing the Flash at the bottom of the sea, leaving behind a few biological parts, Gao Gao returned to the Youngton District.
When he returned to Old Dort Manor, the old geezer had indeed run away.
Only a fool wouldn't run. Running offers a glimmer of hope, even if it's just for one more second.
"Let me see where you've gone!"
Gao Ang didn't have Qian Sui use the Mountain Eagle No. 1 to keep an eye on this place; instead, he relied on his own nose.
Old Dortmund still had a fairly noticeable odor; a pampered old man always likes to put on all sorts of random things.
Within a ten-kilometer radius, the same odor molecule pathways act like a beacon, guiding Gao Long's pursuit.
Old Dort didn't run far; he was still in the Youngton District, hiding in another estate.
The space weapon is in Death Valley, thousands of kilometers away from here.
That annoying Flash is also trapped inside a large block of ice, buried at the bottom of the sea, and won't be able to get out anytime soon.
With most of the known threats resolved, Gao Ang swaggered into the garden.
There were no bodyguards along the way from the front door to the living room.
The cleaning ladies who occasionally passed by glanced at Gao Gao curiously before continuing with their work.
When Gao Ang reached the entrance of the hall, the door opened automatically, and a voice came out, "Please come in, Your Excellency. We have freshly brewed West Lake Longjing tea here. You can try it and see if it is authentic."
It was a slightly aged voice, with a genuine mountain accent, clearly from a local, unlike the strong British accent of the old Dortmund.
That's interesting. It seems they anticipated my arrival.
Gao Feng wasn't too surprised; since the Flash was involved, there might be other tricks up his sleeve.
With renewed vigor, I strode into the hall.
Following the direction of the tea leaves, I arrived at a study.
Unlike the luxurious exterior of the manor, this place is very simple and unpretentious. You could easily believe it if you thought it was the study of a poor scholar.
Old Dortmund hid far away, shivering in a corner sofa.
An old gentleman was sitting behind his desk. When he saw someone arrive, he smiled slightly and moved out from behind his desk.
It turned out to be an elderly disabled person. The wheelchair he was sitting in was quite high-end, with that premium feel to it.
"Want to try some?"
The old man pointed to the teacups on the coffee table, indicating his intention.
"You're Joe?"
Standing still, Gao Feng asked a question in a low voice.
"That is indeed me!"
"That's fine. As for the tea, there's no rush. I'll finish up my business first."
In a flash, Gao Ang appeared in front of Dortmund, grabbed Dortmund by the neck, and lifted him up.
Dortmund wanted to rebel, but he remembered Joe's advice: sometimes, weakness is a good disguise.
He decisively gave up all resistance, letting the other person pinch his neck as if he were a chick.
Gao Ang was puzzled. "Why didn't you fight back? Your strength should be above your daughter's. She can at least hold her own against me for a few moves. You can't be that weak."
"I told him not to resist."
Ang Gao looked back and was surprised that the old man had such ability and could be so intimidating to the patriarch of a large family.
"But I said, if I see you again, I will definitely take your life."
Gao Ang didn't reply to Joe, but stared into Dort's eyes and said, word by word.
As he gradually increased the pressure on his hands, Dortmund's face turned red, and the veins on his neck bulged.
His hands were already clenched into fists, as if he was about to fight back at any moment.
"My young friend, what did you do to him?"
Joe stopped caring about Dortmund's fate and changed the subject.
He had already realized that the visitor didn't give him any face at all, and was a person of firm will. It would be difficult to persuade such a person.
It would be better to let him let go on his own and change the subject.
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