Chapter 87: The Reckless One

"Mangzi," who was "giving it his all," went a few dozen rounds under Liu Mu, only to be knocked flat without any suspense.

Yang Mang was unconvinced, but unable to speak; as he struggled to get up and fight again, he discovered that his leg, thick as an old tree trunk, was actually broken.

"Ugh!"

If he could speak, this would surely be a heart-wrenching howl.

Liu Mu withdrew her foot, "Stay down, kid, you've already done well enough."

The "kid" on the ground clearly didn't think so; his pot-sized fists smashed deep pits into the muddy ground, and the veins on his sinewy muscles rose and fell, as if they might burst out of his body at any moment.

Liu Mu, who had intended to stop at a light touch, felt an unusual fluctuation coming from him and cautiously stepped back twice; sure enough, the next moment, the muscular man lying on the ground emitted a crackling sound, and his body began to swell up like a balloon man.

His height, which had been nearly three meters, shot up to seven or eight meters, and his physique grew twice as large, standing up from the ground like a building rising on a flat plain.

Even his dislocated leg returned to normal.

Liu Mu's expression also turned serious; she had once heard that some people with Awakening related to strength would see their physique suddenly increase after being enraged, but she had never seen it with her own eyes.

Moreover, this kid Yang Mang was truly a bit exaggerated.

"Blood Rage?"

From far away, the thick-tongued Yang Pingxi watched with schadenfreude and couldn't help but shout, "Mangzi, that's awesome!"

Liu Mu shot him a glare, but she had to deal with the situation carefully.

Of course, she still believed Yang Mang was no match for her, but if the other party lost his mind, she would have to use some heavy-handed tactics to knock him flat again.

"Hey, is your brain still in there?"

Liu Mu shouted, drawing Yang Mang's hatred onto herself.

The head, larger than two basketballs, turned over, and a pair of blood-red eyes sunk in madness darted around, finally locking onto Liu Mu.

There was no response, only a sandbag-sized fist smashing directly down at her head.

The strong wind swept up the rain, slapping Liu Mu's face first, stinging like a knife cutting flesh.

Liu Mu had been prepared; she aimed for the opportunity and rolled on the ground, dodging the punch, but she didn't dodge the rainwater splashed up by the fist, which drenched her head and face, turning her directly into a mud person.

"Stinky brat, you're playing for real, huh?"

Liu Mu spat out a mouthful of mud, her whole person enraged.

After continuously dodging a few punches, she had already taken off her Raincoat and tossed it aside, wearing only a short-sleeved camouflage work shirt, and holding a thick iron rod, she smashed it against Yang Mang's arm before he could retract his punch.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

In less than a second, after five strikes, the iron rod actually sparked against Yang Mang's skin and snapped into three pieces.

Only then did Liu Mu notice that while Yang Mang had grown larger, the skin covering his body had also become extremely thick, its surface crisscrossed with gullies, as rough as granite.

Yet even so, there were still bulging patterns on the surface.

At first, she thought they were blood vessels, but after continuous exchanges, Liu Mu discovered that these abrupt patterns could actually move freely across the surface of his skin.

She was intent on testing the strength of Yang Mang at this moment; after dodging a punch with a flash, she raised her arm and took the next punch head-on with her own limb.

Boom—

The powerful impact made her feel a stinging pain from her bones, and she was sent flying by the blow, only stopping after crashing through two brick walls.

The two original bystanders were so shocked their jaws nearly dropped; seeing Yang Mang striding toward Liu Mu's direction, every step made the ground rumble,

and even from far away, one could feel the vibration of the ground.

The two looked at each other, losing the mood to watch the show; Yang Pingxi hurriedly shouted, "Mangzi, that's the Boss, don't beat her to death! No, wait, stop fighting, hey!"

He attempted to stop the little giant's actions, but Yang Mang was out of control and couldn't hear a word.

Under the two men's anxious gazes, he charged into the large hole Liu Mu had smashed.

The already dilapidated wall was hit by his massive physique and collapsed directly, but the piled-up bricks blocked their view, and the two only saw Yang Mang pounding at the ground.

"It's over, brother, Boss Liu is done for; we're all dead, let's run." Yang Shun's body had recovered more than half, but his spirit was still poor; he was once again miserable, having even thought of an escape route.

Yang Pingxi was rapidly thinking of a countermeasure, "I'll go save her, you try to attract Mangzi's attention from the outside; if Boss Liu has an accident... waah!"

Before the two could finish discussing their strategy, they saw Yang Mang's mountain-like body spin in place amidst the bricks and then fly up.

Bang~ Boom!

Amidst the successive sounds, the irrational Yang Mang was first forced to stop his movements, then felt a force like a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning coming at him; before he could defend himself, he lost his center of gravity and went up into the sky.

Splat!

He smashed into the riverbank mud that had been soaked by rain for dozens of days, sinking his whole body into the soil; mud splashed, and there was no more movement.

The two, whose mouths were hanging open, looked toward the "takeoff point" and saw the tall, buzz-cut woman standing in the ruins, rubbing her wrists with an annoyed expression.

Liu Mu worked her joints, which made a cracking sound. She had to admit, she had truly been stunned by Yang Mang's punch just now.

This kid, not knowing when to stop while he was ahead, was simply asking for a beating.

Then, she mercilessly mobilized her body's data bonuses, entering her current limit state, traded two more punches with Yang Mang, and finally caught the opportunity to grab one of his arms and fling him out.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!"

Liu Mu walked out, a bent piece of threaded steel rebar piercing through from her back to her front abdomen.

There was no scene of blood flowing everywhere; even when she gritted her teeth and pulled the steel bar out, there was only some flesh and blood on the bar.

In the dark night, under the pale floodlights, the heavy rain poured down... yet it was unusually quiet.

A woman stood in the ruins, having just pulled out a lethal piercing object with her bare hands.

What kind of monster is this!?

If watching Yang Mang beat Liu Mu before was shocking, at this moment, the two onlookers felt as if someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over their heads; their scalps tingled with deep fear.

Seeing Liu Mu tear open the clothes at the wound, revealing a two-finger-wide hole in her muscular abdomen, Yang Pingxi finally reacted to what he should do to make amends.

"Boss, I, I'll treat you," he said, clutching a bottle of interface water and rushing into the rain, prepared to help Liu Mu heal even if it meant using his own blood.

Yang Shun did not follow; he hugged his arms tight and tried his best to sneak toward Yang Mang without drawing attention.

He had also decided that if Liu Mu wanted to kill Mangzi to vent her anger, he would take his brother and jump into the river to escape; in any case, he would survive today first.

"I'm fine," Liu Mu pushed away Yang Pingxi, who was about to pour his own saliva onto her wound, and simply tore off a strip of clothing to bind the wound on her waist and abdomen, "Go check on your brother."

Seeing the anxiety mixed with fear in Yang Pingxi, Liu Mu raised her eyebrows at him, "Right, you can try having him take it orally; perhaps the healing effect will be better."

"Are, are you really alright?" Yang Pingxi saw that her wound had stopped bleeding, but he was still not at ease.

Just as Yang Shun thought, if Liu Mu had really been seriously injured by Yang Mang, they would likely be dragged out and killed even if they hid in the mountains. Not to mention Liu Mu, even that Military Dog they still dared not provoke would not let them off, and it would be easy for a dog's nose to track them down.

"I'm really fine, hurry up and go, if you're late they're going to jump into the river." There was not the slightest hint of a serious injury in Liu Mu's relaxed tone, so Yang Pingxi hesitated for a moment before running toward Yang Mang.

After the Mutation, the strength of the three of them had generally increased by a large margin, but asking Yang Shun to drag the person away was truly making things difficult for him.

"The Boss said she's fine, let's check Mangzi's injuries first," Yang Pingxi stopped Yang Shun from trying to sneak away with the person and said in a low voice, "The Boss doesn't look angry, how is Mangzi?"

"I can't tell where the injuries are, yet it seems like he's injured everywhere," Yang Shun didn't quite believe it, pretending to help while his eyes secretly drifted toward Liu Mu.

He saw the Boss pick up the Raincoat, but her steps, which were about to take her away, suddenly stopped.

In the white light of the dark night, Liu Mu's gaze suddenly turned sharp, piercing straight into the depths of the rain curtain.