Chapter 1010: Hooked Nose

Get out of the way, quickly get out of the way

If you don't want to die, get out of the way!

Clinging to the vehicle roof, the chain-wielding man saw the convoy about to crash into the approaching black dot, and instinctively wanted to shout to get those two out of the way.

Under his brain's instinctive reaction, although he saw that the two were not slow, he couldn't think further for a moment.

Inside the vehicle, unlike him, the thin man with a small braid sharply noticed the speed of those two.

Someone's come to help!?

But after hastily taking a look, he discovered he didn't recognize either of them.

The hope that had risen in his heart was dashed, as if doused with cold water.

As a convoy of decent strength, he considered himself well acquainted with most Awakened Ones in the vicinity.

Whether Third Level or Second Level Peak, he had seen them all.

It was obvious these two were not anyone he knew.

And like him, Yinggoubi on the rearmost tanker felt his heart sink, and his already bad mood worsened.

These newcomers were likely a scattered group of Awakened Ones, that is, the 'vultures' of the wilderness.

They probably rushed over thinking they could pick up some scraps; these vultures, lacking strength yet greedy, love to 'collect corpses' for Awakened Ones.

No matter how you look at it, we're in serious trouble.

As for the opponent's strength, after just one glance he had already made his judgment in his mind.

Standing foolishly in place without attacking, this combat experience is probably just that of an ordinary Awakened One—not strong at all. Vultures are generally weak. Know that the butcher behind me couldn't be taken down without three or five Second Level Peak fighters attacking together, plus a prolonged sawing battle.

Those two just stood there foolishly—are they waiting to feel our corpses? Damn these trash!

As for whether the newcomers could be Third Level,

Sorry, in Tovsiki's cognition, such a possibility doesn't exist at all.

A Third Level big shot wouldn't just run around outside randomly; each is a renowned, intimidating leader.

Having thought that, he also simply gave up any hope, sighed, and prepared to continue detonating the fuel tanker beneath him.

Get lost!!

We have a monster behind us!! Don't even think about touching Laozi's corpse!

The chain-wielding man clinging to the vehicle roof flicked his tail, narrowly dodging the incoming axe again, and couldn't help but shout profanities at the two still dazed not far away.

Wanting to pick up a bargain isn't done like this!

Just as he hesitated whether to detour past Lin An and the other or directly crash into the monster, he saw the taller figure in the black shadow suddenly leap high.

What the—!?

Bang!

With a booming sound, the scene seemed to freeze in an instant.

Only saw the chain-wielding man clinging to the vehicle instinctively look up, his pupils reflecting a leaping figure.

As the ground beneath the sturdy man collapsed, that person appeared above his head like a cannonball.

At the peak of its trajectory, through sunlight breaking the clouds, that sturdy silhouette seemed to overlap with the sun.

Shadow fell on the chain-wielding man's face, and the burly figure plummeted rapidly from the peak, slamming down in front of the butcher in an instant.

Boom!!

Earthquake!

Slamming both hands onto the ground, as the sturdy man leapt to the butcher's front, his thick palms suddenly burst with brute force, sending earth-yellow spirit-energy ripples sweeping across the land.

The earth shook and mountains trembled, like a minor quake; the astonished convoy members felt a shudder beneath them, and even the most skilled driver, the braided man, could barely hold the steering wheel, the vehicle swaying uncontrollably as if on waves.

The next second, the butcher mutant, most affected by the quake, instantly entered a dazed state, its massive body staggering like a drunkard and collapsing to the ground amid the shaking.

Heavy punch!

Heavy punch!

Heavy punch!

In control, Zhang Tie exerted a little force, unleashing a heavy punch strike he hadn't used in ages.

Only saw, accompanied by the bursting sounds of fat being blown apart, his left fist shot out like a pile driver at high speed, instantly punching through the butcher's thick fat layer.

Fat mixed with blood spurted out; in excruciating pain, a shrill roar erupted from the butcher's mouth.

But the control was far from over.

Just as everyone stared, mouths agape, at the scene before them.

Before the mutant, Zhang Tie gave a feral grin, pulled out his left fist that had pierced the fat, trailing a string of blood foam, then raised both hands overhead, clasped them like a hammer, and violently smashed down onto the butcher's face.

Bang!!

Roar!!!

Another anguished cry as the blow drove into his chest, the butcher's huge body instantly sank into the ground.

The battle lasted just over a second; the people who had been desperately fleeing now involuntarily stopped their vehicles, eyes wide with shock at the sight before them.

The butcher... is being pressed down and beaten!?

Such a violent striking method was truly the first they'd ever seen in their lives—those fists hitting flesh, full of savage meaning, really stimulated the eyes.

Just who is this burly man!?

I originally thought these two were vultures coming to pick up scraps, a bunch of weaklings.

But at this moment, Yinggoubi couldn't help feeling his earlier judgment was laughable.

So strong! This scene of flesh and blood flying really makes one's scalp tingle.

With this strength, are the newcomers Second Level Peak or the rumored Third Level!?

Without waiting for him to think further.

As control was about to end, with Zhang Tie letting out a roar, he again gathered power into his right fist, accompanied by a heavy surge of spiritual energy, and a tremendous force smashed toward the butcher's head, which had sunk into his chest cavity.

Boom!

Pfft!

The first sound was the skull being smashed straight into the belly; the second sound was the belly, distended by the brain, squeezing out a large amount of entrails from the anus, like an overfilled tomato, spraying directly out from below the buttocks.

Splatter, bits of entrails mixed with unrecognizable meat pulp sprayed all over the ground.

Ugh...

I... fuck...

The closest one, an Awakened One who had rolled down from the shattered vehicle, upon clearly seeing the scene of feces spraying before him, for a moment felt his stomach churn and almost couldn't help vomiting.

And his gaze toward Zhang Tie was even more fearful—three parts more fearful than his gaze toward the Mutant before.

What a perverted fighting style!!

The battle ended.

Looking at the butcher who had fallen silent and collapsed face-up on the ground, Zhang Tie casually shook off the butter-like fat and blood all over his body, then with one hand peeled off the intestines hanging from his head, and gave a grin to the Awakened One who had vomited all over the ground.

"You were just scolding me?"

His grin was hideous; even as he smiled, it made people feel chilled.

"No... no... no!!"

Without bothering to wipe the vomit from his mouth, the Awakened One slumped limp on the ground frantically waved his hands, indicating that his teammates had just misspoken.

Besides being afraid, his whole body trembled; and the chain man who had just shouted abuse, at this moment also seemed to have suffered a great fright, his body jerking violently.

It's over; having just insulted this killing god, he could only hope the other wouldn't mind.

Ignoring the Awakened One frightened into submission by him, Xiong Hanzi casually cracked his knuckles, then waved at Lin An and shouted loudly:

"Boss, it's taken care of!"

"Boss!!"

Lying on the vehicle roof, sitting inside the vehicle, after everyone came to their senses, their gazes unconsciously followed Zhang Tie to that overlooked delicate figure.

For a moment, the fear in their eyes intensified.

This burly man's strength is already terrifying to this extent—then... how strong must the person he calls Boss be!!

It's over, this time it's really over.

We mistakenly thought the opponent was a vulture; those insults can't be taken back, and we don't know whether such a big shot will hold a grudge.

Besides panicking, the squad leader sitting in the vehicle, Tuofusiji, had no choice but to steel himself and get out.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other hadn't spoken yet, he shouted loudly at Lin An from a distance:

"Thanks! Really, thank you so much, sir!"

"Chain-person squad, thank you for your help!"

After hastily jumping down from the oil tanker, he then bowed toward Zhang Tie to express his thanks, and then stood there trembling in anticipation.

What should I say later? What should I do later!!

One doesn't strike a smiling face, and I don't know whether my earlier attempt to make amends was of any use!!

For a moment, speculating about who the comer was and all kinds of thoughts mixed together, his heart was in a tangle.