Crack, crack——
As he spoke, the Clown took out two grenades and pulled the pins right in front of these mercenaries.
The grenades were spoils of war from capturing Zhang Qiang and his men last time.
The reason why he did this was because......
The moment the Clown pulled the grenade pins, he clearly felt a tangible sense of fear energy drilling into his body!
Gurgle——
With a hideous smile at the corner of his crimson lips, he threw the two grenades into the group of mercenaries!
In that instant, as dozens of mercenaries felt the fear between life and death, the Clown's body was further enhanced!
Just as the group of mercenaries turned around to flee in all directions, he pounced forward, stab!
A short dagger instantly pierced through the back of the heart of the mercenary closest to him!
"Heeheehee! President Wu said, that's allowed!"
Stab!
Stab!
Stab!
Not until the Clown secretly stabbed the fourth mercenary in the back did those mercenaries react!
It seemed like the explosion time of these grenades was...a bit long?
In an instant, dozens of eyes stared straight at the Clown.
The Clown, who had just raised the dagger in his hand, froze for a moment. He stood still, blinked, then made a grimace at the ferocious mercenaries in front of him: "Woo hoo hoo~(~┰~*)"
Bang, bang!
With two soft sounds and a faint wisp of smoke rising, at this moment, all the mercenaries only felt like a crow had flown over their heads, "Caw——"
Across from them, the Clown turned around and ran away.
Tap tap tap tap!
A burst of gunshots rang out. The Clown lay flat on the ground without moving.
Those mercenaries put down their guns and slowly approached.
Just as all the mercenaries surrounded the motionless Clown on the ground, suddenly, the Clown lying on the ground moved.
This movement scared all dozens of mercenaries!
Then, a bolder mercenary bent down to examine the Clown's injuries. To his astonishment, not a single bullet had successfully penetrated the Clown's body.
The kinetic energy and destructive power of firearms seemed to have completely disappeared in this moment.
Swish——
Whoosh!
The half-sitting Clown raised his hand and slashed with the knife.
The short, sharp dagger lightly slid across this mercenary's neck, and blood splattered everywhere.
Seeing that their weapons were useless against humans, all the mercenaries instantly lost their will to fight.
They had cautiously surrounded him, but now scattered like frightened birds and beasts.
The Clown grinned, wiped his bloody dagger on his back waist, then raised both hands again, this time grasping a large handful of short daggers!
"Wuhu~!!"
With a ghostly shriek, the Clown jumped in place doing a tango. At the finale pose, he spun around in place, sending all the spinning daggers flying out of both hands!
The Clown then stood in place, facing the empty night sky, making a bow of thanks gesture like at the end of a dance performance.
Swish swish swish swish——
In the blink of an eye, all of the mercenaries had identical red slashes across their throats.
Only one ability user was left, alone in the back of the convoy vehicles.
This ability user was quite handsome, with slicked hair and a neat suit and tie.
When the blood-stained Clown stood in front of him, he elegantly adjusted his tie and shakily took out a cigarette, needing several tries to light it.
"Phew——"
Exhaling a wisp of smoke in a melancholy, hoarse voice: "If there is a way for me to see tomorrow's morning sun......"
"Would you kindly tell it to me, please?"
The corner of the Clown's mouth twitched violently. This couldn't possibly be an idiot, could it?
He asked coldly: "What is your ability?"
"Phew——"
The man elegantly exhaled another wisp of smoke and said faintly: "Time manipulation."
The Clown laughed.
"Show me a manipulation, do it nicely, and I'll spare you."
This time, the man elegantly flicked some ash off his cigarette and whispered: "My ability coefficient is 1.6. That may not sound low, but for my ability, it's barely useful."
"Because this ability has very high coefficient requirements."
"At critical moments, I can only make time stagnate or accelerate for a few seconds. Not very useful."
The Clown asked doubtfully: "Certain critical moments?"
The man rolled his eyes. "You filthy man, I know what you're thinking. Yes, it's exactly what you think."
The Clown was shocked. "You are?!"
"I'm a man too, I just have the pure heart of a maiden inside." The man stretched out an orchid finger gesture as he spoke.
Bang!
The Clown forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit, stepped forward and smashed his fist into this delicate face.
......
Ahead on the highway.
Because the rear convoy was just ambushed, the off-road vehicles that had been chasing Sun Ying's group from the wilderness on both sides of the highway broke off for a stretch after a period of chasing.
Because these people had already discovered the rear convoy was out of touch.
With the crisis resolved, everyone in Sun Ying's car let out a sigh of relief.
Sun Ying: "Finally safe......"
The chubby middle-aged man's complexion also improved somewhat, but he still watched their surroundings out the window, looking left and right cautiously.
"Stop the car!"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man spoke.
Wei, who was driving, immediately pulled over. With his car stopped, the three cars in front and behind all stopped as well.
The middle-aged man took a few deep breaths and said: "Notify the lead car to make a U-turn immediately, we're going back!"
"What?!"
Sun Ying said in surprise: "President Wu, we're not going to Yun City?"
"No more!"
President Wu waved his hand. "Nothing is more precious than life. If we keep going forward, we'll only go deeper into the X Region. The further we go, the harder it will be to turn back, and the more enemies there will be!"
"Besides, the Group doesn't necessarily have to partner with the doctors at that small clinic!"
Sun Ying hesitated. "But his prosthetic limbs......"
President Wu's expression instantly darkened. He looked at Sun Ying and said: "That doctor got the prosthetic limbs he gave you last time from who knows where. He can't produce that kind of prosthetic himself, understand?"
How could Sun Ying not understand President Wu's implication? This was his superior. Sun Ying could only reluctantly nod.
Thus, the Starlight Group's convoy made a U-turn in place, changing the rear to the front as they started moving in the direction they had come from.
Soon after, they encountered the Clown approaching from behind.
The two sides met, and the Clown once again parked his car sideways across the middle of the road.
Two security mercenaries employed by the Starlight Group got out of the lead car.
These two men raised their weapons, pulled back the bolt, and wanted to walk forward to debate with the Clown.
The Clown also got out of his car and closed the door, walking toward the two men.
In the Clown's back seat, an exquisite-faced man with a collapsed nose gazed longingly out the window, melancholy as he said: "Oh stars, you see the tragedies of the human world......"
Tap tap tap tap!
The gunshots rang out first.
Stab, stab!
Next, the Clown stabbed the two Starlight Group mercenaries in the throat, one knife each.
Casually slapping away the bullets stuck on him, the Clown cut off the heads of the two mercenaries and continued walking forward.
"Hey! What are you doing?!"
"He attacked our men! Open fire!"
Tap tap tap tap!
Stab, stab——
Stab!
Stab!
On the first two vehicles of the Starlight Group convoy, the Clown calmly stabbed everyone with a single knife.
The last two who tried to escape tripped and were stabbed by the Clown's flying dagger.
When the Clown came to the third vehicle in the convoy, the vehicle Sun Ying and the others were sitting in, the Clown raised his hand to reveal eight bloody heads clutched in his hand.
He casually threw the eight heads onto the hood of Sun Ying's vehicle. Thump, thump, thump——
The heads rolled to the ground.
Next, the cold voice of The Clown came through clearly to the four people in the car: "The one surnamed Lu said you are very important to him."
In an instant, the four people in the car understood somewhat why those who had been pursuing them had suddenly left.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
