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The fist wind howled, and thunder exploded.

The figure that darted out was like a bolt of lightning cutting through the darkness and the gun-fire interwoven corridor.

It crashed through countless hideous and terrifying ghouls, until it slammed into its target.

Professor Zheng's forehead exploded with a 'bang' of blood mist, the astonishment instantly frozen in his wide eyes.

His body seemed to have all its support removed, like a puppet with severed strings, falling straight backward.

Then he lay motionless, the spreading pool of blood slowly creeping across the floor.

He, who prided himself on possessing an immortal body, had just been fantasizing about how to make contributions and build his career.

Even in death, he never imagined that he would be blasted in the head by a suddenly appearing fist.

Without Professor Zheng's mental command, the other low-level ghouls around him froze in place, ceasing their attack.

This punch was like a wave of invisible pressure, sweeping across and stunning everyone and every monster in the room.

Fang Cheng stood upright, his feet planted beside the pool of blood from the fallen corpse.

He faintly exuded the aura of taking an enemy general's head from a million soldiers.

The thick smell of blood still permeated the air.

Every person, every monster, seemed to be pinned in place by his intense killing intent, no one daring to act rashly, no one daring to speak first.

As if he were the king who controlled life and death in this dark hospital.

At this moment, Jiang Chen's eyes flickered with a ghostly light, watching the retracted bone spurs.

On his prized hunting weapon, there were now concave fist marks and several shocking cracks.

This meant that the other party's fist had almost forcibly completed the kill, enduring his own bone spurs.

Moreover.

Judging from the destructive power of the attack, Jiang Chen vaguely sensed a long-lost but unusually familiar aura…

Thinking of this, the ghostly fire in his sunken eye sockets seemed to ignite, and he suddenly raised his head and roared.

This roar carried endless majesty and anger, shaking the ceiling and instantly shattering the aura created by the opponent.

It also broke the stalemate, reawakening the low-level ghouls who had been intimidated by the superior's aura.

After a brief silence.

The ghouls' horrifying roars resounded again, surging around like a tide.

Da da da — —

The tongues of fire from automatic rifles also continued to spew in the darkness, bullets whistling in all directions.

Gunfire and roars were mixed together, turning the hospital back into a bloody and terrifying battlefield.

After finishing commanding the battle, Jiang Chen took a deep breath.

Then he stared intently at the culprit who disrupted his plan, and spoke in a low voice:

"Very well, young man, since I returned to the world, you are the first to successfully arouse my desire to fight…"

These words seemed like praise, but were actually full of resentment and anger, as if carrying a curse spat out from between his teeth, wishing he could immediately devour the other party alive.

You must know that the killed Professor Zheng had extremely high value to him.

Not only was he the first loyal assistant to be blessed with empowerment, but he was also involved in the subsequent plan to prey on ability users and obtain innate vitality.

Now, he was so easily killed by the other party with one punch.

More importantly.

The other party's deliberate roaring and troublemaking just now had obviously offended the majesty of the Ghoul King.

This is simply unbearable!

While the people on the opposite side were expressing either anger or shock, Fang Cheng was not idle.

In a short few seconds, he quickly picked up the satchel from Professor Zheng, and quietly took out the blood collection tube with his and Wen Xin's names written on it.

After a stone fell in his heart, he raised his eyes.

But he saw the ghoul leader let out an angry roar, his eyes fierce, staring at him.

Thoughts flashed quickly through Fang Cheng's mind.

Immediately, he spoke, issuing orders to the two Special Task Force members who were still in a daze:

"You two join me and work together to deal with him. Headquarters support will be here soon. Are you not going to seize the time to redeem yourselves, or are you going to go back and wait for punishment?"

"Ah?"

The white-haired man and the shield-wielding strong man couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this.

Then they realized, no wonder, so they were on the same side.

Although the other party was in the dark and covered his face with a hood, which seemed a bit too mysterious.

But judging from his actions of assisting in killing the enemy and his tone, he should also be from the Special Task Force, and his rank was relatively high.

Perhaps he was a high-level investigator from headquarters.

The two suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly supported their injured bodies, respectfully replying:

"Yes, sir!"

Since they couldn't recognize who the other party was, and now was not the time to exchange pleasantries, they could only vaguely address him as such.

"Heh heh, are you juniors treating me as prey?"

Jiang Chen, surrounded by the three, seemed unhurried, letting out a sinister laugh.

That laughter was like the ghostly wind in the cold night, blowing through the silent cemetery, stirring up the wails of wronged souls.

Vaguely, it seemed that a kind of chilling killing intent that could freeze even the soul was rapidly growing and spreading, occupying the dark floor and locking onto the living things in the entire battlefield.

Fang Cheng's pupils shrank, and a strong and extreme warning of danger arose in his heart.

So he immediately shouted to the crowd:

"Be careful, everyone find cover and lie down!"

However, this reminder was still a little late.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chen's accumulated killing intent suddenly erupted.

Only to see the huge bone spurs behind him suddenly fully unfold, the shape was like a fatal magic flower blooming in the darkness, or like a hideous demon claw protruding from the depths of hell.

The surface of the bone spurs had dense sharp protrusions, shimmering with a strange light in the illumination of the gunfire, each seemingly containing endless destructive power.

In an instant, these protrusions, like bone spurs, were like machine guns pulling the trigger, frantically ejecting.

The sharp bone spur fragments carried the whistling wind, like waves of dark red death barrages, shooting towards the surroundings.

The air was torn apart by this violent force, making a "buzzing" sound, and the surrounding rooms and corridors were instantly riddled with holes under the impact, with bricks and rubble flying in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, it was as if there was an extremely fierce rain of steel needles and arrows.

Within the range of the barrage, all creatures, including ghouls and soldiers, were almost shot into hedgehogs.

Even before they could scream, they were instantly killed, bursting into clouds of blood mist.

In the smoky hospital floor, after this indiscriminate attack, it was like a slaughterhouse.

In addition to the more intense smell of blood, there was only the dead silence of darkness.

And Jiang Chen, who created such a terrifying tragedy, stood there like a demon god, letting out a grinning laugh:

"Tonight, all of you will only die and become my delicious meal, so that I can slightly alleviate the desire I have endured for so many years!"

He was in a silent scene, as if enjoying the satisfaction brought by the slaughter.

"Huff…"

However, not far from him, there was still a living person standing unscathed.

As early as the moment Jiang Chen launched the attack, Fang Cheng used the Pile Stance, using the skill effect of "Evergreen Unfailing".

At this moment, he sank his shoulders and lowered his elbows, squatted with his knees bent, like an old tree firmly rooted here.

A faint azure glow emanated from his entire body, his muscles bulging and knotted, resembling a Vajra warrior standing in a temple.

However, after being subjected to a dense barrage of bone spurs, the clothes and pants he wore were tattered, and his hood was torn off, revealing a face wearing a white mask.

Fortunately.

When infiltrating this place, Fang Cheng had been cautious and put on a mask in advance as a protective measure, allowing him to completely avoid any harm at this moment.

After blocking this wave of fierce attacks, Fang Cheng's gaze suddenly swept around.

In the darkness, there were still one or two faint groans coming from somewhere.

It seemed that there were still some survivors in the distance, but the soldiers nearby were almost completely wiped out.

Turning his head to look at the two special operations team members again.

They were lying on the floor like a human pyramid, hugging each other tightly, wishing they could merge into one.

The explosion-proof shield erected in front of them was pitted and uneven, blocking most of the fatal attacks for the two.

Realizing that the "bone spur arrow rain" had stopped, the burly man holding the shield spat and immediately pushed the white-haired man lying on top of him.

The white-haired man was also quite embarrassed, and quickly got up and looked up at Fang Cheng not far away, asking for combat orders:

"Sir, what should we do now?"

As he spoke, another burst of "whooshing" sounds rang out.

The two were immediately frightened and quickly lay down again, hugging each other desperately.

It was Jiang Chen, who had unleashed his ultimate move, summoning back all the bone spur fragments he had shot out earlier.

Those bone spur fragments seemed to have absorbed the blood of the victims, presenting a captivating scarlet color.

At this moment, they were like needles delivering blood, re-inserted into the grotesquely unfolded wings on Jiang Chen's back.

As the scarlet liquid flowed through the bone spurs and into his body, an astonishing change began to appear.

The original gray-yellow and dull, wrinkled skin seemed to be injected with the luster of life, becoming smooth and taut at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The emaciated body was also gradually expanding, muscles like wriggling pythons rolling under the skin, and the originally gaunt skeleton was filled and thickened, even the cracked bone spur parts were rapidly recovering.

At the same time, some kind of strange glowing纹路 was faintly visible on the surface of his body, like ancient mantras.

Seeing this scene, Fang Cheng couldn't help but furrow his brows and looked inward at his dantian.

Just now, in order to kill Professor Zheng, who was heavily protected, he used all his strength for a serious punch, consuming nearly a quarter of his true qi.

If the hardness felt during the previous head-on collision with the bone spurs was used as a standard.

Plus the opponent's current strength, it is estimated that it has been improved again.

Perhaps even if all the true qi stored in the dantian is exhausted, it may not be possible to completely kill this mysterious ghoul leader.

What's more...

Fang Cheng's ears twitched slightly.

He vaguely heard a buzzing sound cutting through the night sky, coming from a distance.

It was the sound of helicopter rotors.

Following closely behind was the sound of rattling vibrations.

That was the sound of armored vehicle tracks colliding and rolling on the ground.

Obviously, the defense forces deployed by the army were rapidly gathering here!

Fang Cheng had not intended to engage in sustained combat with anyone here.

He planned to run away immediately after getting the item.

He didn't expect this ghoul leader to be so narrow-minded, just killing one of his subordinates, and he actually kept staring at him.

As for deliberately shouting and claiming to be a member of the special operations team, it was also to create a false impression and find someone to help attract firepower.

Just as he was considering countermeasures, more and more noises came from outside.

Fang Cheng's heart trembled, knowing that in the current environment, it was not wise to linger in battle.

So he immediately made a decision and shouted to the two special operations team members:

"You two go first, get out of here quickly, I'll cover you!"

As he spoke, he puffed out his chest and strode forward, heading towards Jiang Chen without hesitation.

"Sir, you..."

The burly man holding the shield couldn't help but be moved when he heard this, his voice slightly trembling.

"Lei Zi, let's go quickly, don't hold the chief back!"

The white-haired man was more rational, and immediately tugged at his companion's arm and stood up.

However, the look in his eyes towards Fang Cheng also revealed unspeakable gratitude and respect.

The two obviously didn't know that a large number of armed forces were gathering outside.

They only saw that Fang Cheng, this chief, in order to save his weak subordinates, resolutely stood in front of the powerful monster that looked like a demon god.

"Want to run? No way!"

Jiang Chen, after a hearty meal, looked even more ferocious and terrifying, like a demon crawling out of the Nine Nether Hells.

His eyes burned with ghostly fire, staring fixedly at the next target, revealing greed and cruelty.

The wings formed by a pair of bones stirred a putrid and gloomy wind with a gentle flap.

Whoosh!

The bone spurs suddenly stretched out, turning into two eerie demon claws, wanting to grab the fleeing prey.

The white-haired man and the burly man holding the shield were seriously injured and already had difficulty moving. At this moment, they staggered while running, making it even more difficult to resist.

Seeing that their hearts were about to be pierced by the extremely sharp bone spurs and become food for the demons.

Bang!

Only a loud noise like a hammer hitting a steel plate was heard.

Fang Cheng took a step forward, swung his arm and punched, and slammed it into the back of Jiang Chen's head.

Jiang Chen had to withdraw the bone spurs and suddenly waved them, turning them into a dark red shield to protect his back.

The fist hit it, splashing a string of sparks, showing the hardness of both.

"Don't panic, with me here, you guys retreat quickly!"

Fang Cheng instantly took a side step, bypassed to the front, and protected the two behind him.

Continuing to fully devote himself to playing the role of a good chief who cares for his subordinates.

The white-haired man and the burly man holding the shield broke out in a cold sweat, glanced at Fang Cheng gratefully, and immediately ran forward without delay.

Seeing that a normal attack had no effect, Fang Cheng did not use his true qi to continue the battle.

Since he already knew that the opponent was extremely powerful, it would probably not be easy to determine the winner in a short time.

If that's the case...

Taking advantage of the opponent staring at his face, slightly stunned, Fang Cheng also turned around and ran.

"Young man, what are you afraid of? Continue chatting with me, and settle some old scores."

Jiang Chen sneered when he saw this, and immediately chased after him relentlessly.

However, after absorbing a large amount of blood, his body had undergone drastic changes, and he had not yet adapted to it, and his movements were obviously much slower than Fang Cheng's.

Moreover, that kind of indiscriminate attack did not seem to be used frequently.

He had to rely on the extension of bone spurs, sometimes turning into scythes, sometimes turning into bone spears, and launching continuous attacks.

Fang Cheng lightly tapped the ground with his toes, always able to twist his body at incredible angles, each time narrowly brushing past the blades, attracting the enemy to continue chasing.

Along the way, fragments of tiles and cement splashed in all directions, and the walls and floors left behind shocking pits and cracks.

The three of them, one monster, chased each other in this way, running towards the exit of the building.

At the same time, the army outside had completely surrounded the rehabilitation center, waiting in full battle, ready to attack at any time.