When he clearly saw Mu Fan's delicate features, a cold sweat instantly rose on the back of the bearded man.

"How could this kid appear here?"

He didn't have time to think further, as his palm instantly reached for his beloved magnetic energy pistol tucked behind his waist, the sixth anniversary limited edition from Condor Weapons Company.

But the moment his action began, Mu Fan lightly tapped his foot on the ground, and the two Snake Blades went back into their sheaths.

Like a ghost, he lunged forward, throwing a punch straight out.

Positive Ion Strike!

Streaks of afterimages raced across his retina, and his left hand instinctively guarded in front of him.

Flower Snake and his companion only heard a sound of bones shattering, then saw a figure being violently blasted away, sliding down the wall behind like a burst sack.

Flower Snake and the others gaped as their boss was pressed against the wall; the bearded man was a bona fide underground boxer, with a level 18 physique and now...

Was he ruined?

The bearded man's right shoulder was smashed inward as if hit hard by a press hammer, showing an extremely unnatural distortion.

Mu Fan slowly withdrew his fist and walked up to the bearded man, looking at the man embedded in the wall.

This scene had to be fake, maybe the boss was a decoy...

The two men exchanged a glance, stiffly turning their necks, faces showing smiles uglier than tears.

The bearded man's brain was still malfunctioning.

How could this kid possess such an incredible fighting level!

Remembering the young man who calmly stood in the warehouse and shot his shoulder three times, and the young man who slaughtered the competition in the Mecha martial arts tournament, he realized this expressionless demon was the same person.

Wasn't it said he was seriously injured and undergoing deep treatment?

It turned out everyone was deceived by him, and why was this kid standing up for Rodrick, how did he know about this...

This series of doubts confused his brain, and now he started to doubt if he was dreaming.

However, the severe pain in his shoulder brought him back to reality.

"You, you..." Four or five times he began to speak, but the words failed him.

"Why am I here? Where are your people?" Mu Fan tilted his head in thought, speaking for him, but his disregard for life in his eyes sent a chill throughout the bearded man.

At that moment, out of the corner of his eye, the bearded man caught sight of Flower Snake and his partner's movements; both of them quietly raised a pistol from their sleeves, aiming at Mu Fan.

With a delicate click, the bearded man confirmed the mocking look in the youth's eyes.

Yes, that was mockery.

His left hand gently rested on his right palm, then he swiftly drew the Hand back with a flash.

Two cold lights streaked past, the S-shaped Snake Blades thrown out crosswise, accurately hitting the throats of the two men—those pistol muzzles would never rise again.

All that remained were their faces, an eerie purple hue, staring blankly at Mu Fan... and the bearded man in front of them.

With a gulp, the bearded man felt a chill from his feet to the top of his head.

He was scared from the bottom of his heart, he, with dozens of lives on his hands, was inexplicably scared at this moment.

He was terrified of dying; he didn't want to die without having truly lived.

"Brother, we have no grievances or grudges, I'll give you whatever amount of money you want, please let me live?"

Mu Fan looked at the burly man before him with surprise, his eyes begging and trying to please like a pathetic dog.

After a moment of thought, Mu Fan shook his head and said, "No."

His indifferent eyes looked at the bearded man, continuing, "Anyone who sees me today has to die."

His body uncontrollably trembled, the intense pain in his shoulder causing his body to convulse, but the bearded man screamed out in horror and anger, "I am a senior manager of the Tang family; if you kill me today, the Tang family will not let you off."

"The Tang family? In the next 48 hours, Donatello will also die. I'm here on someone's behalf. Once the matter here is settled, I'll settle all the previous debts one by one," Mu Fan stated calmly.

The bearded man's body was still uncontrollably flailing, but at that moment, a sudden fierceness overcame him.

"Damn it, then you're coming to hell with me!"

Mu Fan was now just over a meter away, and was not in control of himself. His left hand, having regained sensation, suddenly slapped toward his own chest, where there was a pressure-activated grenade.

"Thinking of killing yourself?"

The bearded man's palm couldn't reach his chest as intended but instead landed on an arm as solid as cast iron.

A strong pressure then emanated from his throat as Mu Fan's hand struck and latched onto it, the force of his three fingers causing such an intense choking sensation that the bearded man couldn't muster any strength at all.

"That Tang family you spoke of, I will take them down bit by bit. And by the way, I was the one driving the Extreme Special Soldier, that Demon God Shura... was also me."

This shocking revelation blasted directly into the bearded man's heart, but he didn't have the time to be afraid.

Mu Fan's muscles bulged on his arm, and with a twist of his body, he violently swung his arm downward.

The bearded man's burly body traced an arc in the sky before being slammed heavily to the ground.

Boom!

Every bone in his body shattered, his entire form smashed into a bloody pulp.

Rodrick, this killer who had led himself to death, didn't even wait to be questioned before Mu Fan killed him.

Gradually removing his hand, Mu Fan turned his head to listen for a moment.

The nine individuals below who had been sleeping were finally awake.

Since that was the case, then all of them could die.

Without another glance at the corpse beneath his feet, Mu Fan walked over to the body of Flower Snake and drew out the two Snake Blades.

.....

"Knock knock knock."

In the room, a beautiful and sorrowful-looking young woman was clutching her five-year-old son tightly, huddled in the corner of the room, trembling uncontrollably.

Having been married to Rodrick for eight years, with his capabilities and the high salary from Loki Heavy Industry, it should have been a happy and fulfilling household. But a month ago, a group of demons had burst into their home, and everything changed.

The unbridled talk of those people outside couldn't be filtered out by the thin door, and she heard it all.

The loud bang that had just come from outside even made the floor tremble, and then there were no more conversations from the bearded man and the others outside.

Not long after, the sound of knocking arose, setting Celia's heart to race with boundless fear.

Was today the day she and her son would die?

Knock knock knock.

The knocking continued steadily, and then a calm voice spoke from the other side, "Is this the residence of Mr. Rodrick? I've been sent here by someone, you are safe now."

This wasn't the voice of the bearded man and his group; Celia was sure of it.

"Mommy, are they here to rescue us?"

Celia looked down at her son's sapphire-like eyes, her tears falling uncontrollably.

Whether it was true or not, she had to give her child hope in these final moments.

"Yes, little Manker, be good and wait here for mommy, and don't make a sound," Celia said, turning her head to wipe the corner of her eyes with a firm tone.

After watching little Manker nod obediently, Celia stood up and walked toward the door. Before leaving, she covered little Manker with an old blanket.

This had been the first time Celia had opened the door voluntarily in nearly a month.

A young man with a delicate face appeared in front of her and spoke softly,

"Good evening, ma'am. Please get ready and come with me."

Through the gap beside the young man, Celia saw clearly the three corpses on the ground and gasped, covering her mouth in shock.