Yan Shangzu glared at Ling Zihan.

He was a little crazy, his heart was full of rage and murderous thoughts in various ways, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

At this moment, Yan Shangzu could determine with a high probability that Ling Zihan was a fire element user.

Although the opponent has not yet made a move, the aura released from him speaks volumes.

Ling Zihan kept smiling.

This smile comes from the heart.

Confidence comes from strength.

Ling Zihan a few days ago was definitely not what he is now. Although his robotic arm was equipped with a fighting knife, it was an old civilian version of the "Hongsheng Type 2" with very limited output power.

The ceiling of his combat power is limited to dealing with a blood-striped dog, or three saw-toothed rats, or two hyena mosquitoes... In short, as long as he does not encounter large mutant creatures such as steel-armored bears, Ling Zihan's "D" level

With the strength of the newborn body, self-preservation is not a problem, and it can even get some high-quality protein.

People living in the wilderness are far less wealthy than city dwellers. In the dark underground world, "rich" is a word with rich meanings.

There are usually two explanations.

The first type is very popular and refers specifically to rich people who own a large amount of gold and silver.

The second refers to weapons and transformation intensity. After all, powerful weapons and high-strength transformation require money. Even if your pocket is empty after the transformation is completed and you can't take out a copper plate, as long as you see your unusually thick mechanical arm,

With an astonishingly sized shoulder-mounted electronically controlled howitzer and a multi-barreled heavy machine gun installed on a waist-folding platform, no one would be stupid enough to associate you with a "poor guy".

There is an extreme shortage of bullets and cannonballs in the wilderness. If you want to get ammunition, you must go to a big city or a large settlement with a factory to buy it.

At that time, Ling Zihan was cautious and never took the initiative to cause trouble.

After swallowing that mysterious piece of dried meat and beating two bloody dogs to death and one injured at the waterfall, Ling Zihan's logical thinking and world view also changed.

Even he himself couldn't explain exactly why. A sense of control over a powerful force seemed to increase his "personal self-confidence" by several strengthening points. Although it was not arrogant and inflated, it did play an obvious role in strengthening personal beliefs and consciousness.

Bonus effect.

When facing Wang Chao, Ling Zihan still had a little fear in his heart. As the powerful fireball was released, Ling Zihan instantly realized that he was no longer an ordinary person.

The fireball released by the superpower is essentially different from the traditional flamethrower. The fireball also carries a strong impact and can be understood as a cannonball that escapes from the barrel. The specific release time of the energy is completely determined by the superpower, and it is continuous.

Sex, tricky attack angle and other advantages.

Snipers are the nemesis of superpowers.

However, at this moment, here, the reason why Ling Zihan dared to stand up and face Yan Shangzu with a cold and arrogant attitude was because he had no such concerns.

The "United Three Gangs" sounds great and majestic, but it is actually a helpless combination of a group of poor and hungry ghosts.

The resources in the wilderness are limited, so much so that Yan Shangzu, a mere "B" grade freshman, can show his teeth and lead hundreds of people to form a gang and dominate the country.

Although Ling Zihan's strength and speed are weaker than Yan Shangzu's, his fire power is equivalent to equipping him with a powerful assault rifle, and it also has an unlimited supply of ammunition.

He stretched his left arm, raised it flatly, and spread his fingers. As his heart changed, a ball of fire appeared in the air about thirty centimeters above his palm.

This is an orange-red standard sphere with a diameter of about ten centimeters. Its brightness is so dazzling that when it slowly rotates clockwise, you can see the circular burning core and the burning flames on the spherical surface. That kind of

The scorching heat obviously had no effect on Ling Zihan, the controller. His expression was comfortable, as if what he was holding in his hand was just an ordinary toy.

In a dark environment, this flame is like a source of light, piercing the eyes of everyone who pays attention with its dazzling brilliance, and dispelling the large area of ​​shadow lurking nearby.

Yan Shangzu stared intently at the terrifying burning thing, with no gaps between his teeth. He clenched his fists subconsciously, tightening his skin with huge strength, and the thick joints highlighted the white texture, as if he wanted to have unlimited power at this moment.

An ambition that was expanded and released wantonly, but was forced and had to be suppressed desperately due to pressure from the opposite side.

"Oh my God, what on earth is that?"

"I bet my head that that's not a flamethrower."

"That child is a real superpower. I've only heard of it before, but never seen it."

"By God, he can actually emit flames."

Both the Bone Broken Gang brought by Yan Shangzu and the residents of Yazi Town standing behind Ling Zihan were all whispering.

Ling Zihan was very satisfied with the shocking effect. He put away the fireball in his palm, and then released it again. The interval between before and after was about five seconds, which was also the limit of his ability.

The single-barreled "Metal Storm" heavy machine gun has a firing rate of up to 60,000 rounds per minute, and the maximum firing rate of multiple barrels can exceed 1.6 million rounds per minute.

It is impossible for any currently known superpower to reach this speed. Between science and mysterious natural abilities, God obviously prefers the former.

Liao Qiu's mood was a little complicated, but he quickly dispelled all the messy negative emotions in his mind and became excited and fanatical.

"That's my brother, my best friend." His tone was excited and warm, and his eyes were shining as he looked at Ling Zihan's back.

Naturally, Liao Qiu received a lot of awe and envy from those around him.

In fact, these words were mainly meant for Zhong Xiaowei.

She stood side by side with Liao Qiu and Zhong Jun with her back to Liao Qiu. Although the distance was very close, she turned a deaf ear to the sounds coming from behind.

Looking at her slim and graceful figure, Liao Qiu swallowed hard.

Yan Shangzu's mind was filled with regret.

He felt that he was already standing on the edge of an abyss. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall and be shattered into pieces.

Why should I stand up for that dead bastard Wang Chao?

Even if it's just because of a woman... Mader, as long as you firmly hold the position of gang leader, what kind of woman doesn't? What's the big deal even if it's a fully bionic skin? Why can't I change my thinking... As long as Wang Chao's sister is

Kill her, peel off her skin, and replace it with an honest and obedient woman. It's not the same thing.

The feeling of regret is so clear, just like playing mahjong, knowing clearly the top, bottom, and three cards, but because of the three barrels of pure paste in my hand, only one is left, and I don’t know if someone is holding it tightly.

With a little bit of luck and infinite prayers for the big names, while calling the cards, I ruthlessly hit out the raw five cakes... The result was three shots.

Even though he had seen the whole process of Ling Zihan releasing the flames on the small player, he stubbornly believed that it was impossible for a person with superpowers to appear in such a place, and racked his brains to find a "logical reason" as an explanation.

Now, it is really difficult to get off the tiger.

The corners of Yan Shangzu's eyes were twitching. Looking at the radiant young man opposite him, he suddenly felt an extremely strong sense of fear.

I'm going to die.

I'm no match for him.

He will burn me into a humanoid charcoal with a fireball just like I crushed the old man to death before.

Ling Zihan put away the fireball in his palm and walked towards the front at an unhurried pace.

Yan Shangzu heard bursts of restlessness behind him.

He didn't need to look back to know that it was the Bone Broken Gang who were retreating.

People in the wilderness are like this. When they see benefits, they flock to it, and when they encounter danger, they look for ways to escape. As for the life and death of their gang leader, in their opinion, it is simply something that happens in another world.

Looking at Ling Zihan who was getting closer and closer, Yan Shangzu's face turned pale. The mechanical bladder in his lower abdomen was controlled by the strong fear of the central nervous system, and even had an almost uncontrollable desire to urinate.

Ling Zihan walked very close and did not stop until he was about three meters away from Yan Shangzu.

He stared at the Bone Broken Gang leader with cold sweat dripping from his forehead with clear water eyes. He did not open his mouth to speak, observing carefully in the suffocating silence, as if he wanted to imprint every detail of the other person's body into his memory.

at.

Yan Shangzu never thought that one day he would be treated like an animal or experimental specimen.

A ball of anger arising from humiliation emerged in his heart, but it was completely extinguished in less than a second. He felt that the young man standing in front of him was a monster, and that he was just an insignificant prey in his eyes.

As for observation...it's easy to understand - look for the right part of your mouth and see which piece of meat is the most delicious and tender.

Ling Zihan opened his lips and said something in a sweet male voice that made Yan Shangzu unbelievable.

"What do you want from me?"

Yan Shangzu's first feeling was that he had heard wrongly.

He opened his mouth wide with shock on his face.

A pleasant sunny smile appeared on Ling Zihan's handsome star face again. He reiterated the question just now and gave a supporting explanation.

"What do you want from me?"

"Fight? Drink? Or just want to sit down and talk?"

Yan Shangzu, who was dominated by extreme shock and fear, could not recover for a while. He felt that there were many voices shouting in his head, and some things he had never thought of jumped out from the corner of his mind. He tried hard to catch them but could not keep up with them.

The speed of jumping.

Ling Zihan's smile clearly revealed a different meaning: "You are not here to trouble me, are you?"

This reminder was clear enough, and Yan Shangzu finally woke up from his daze and panic. He gasped for air, feeling extremely lucky to have narrowly escaped from the abyss of death, nodded his head frequently, and stammered.

Said: "Yes, yes...I...I know there is a person like you...I, I came to drink with you."
Chapter completed!