The fierce man who was running away was stunned.
Jin Zaiya was stunned.
Even Jin Zaihuan, who was lying on the ground moaning in pain, fell silent.
At this moment, this crisp, simple and quick attack gave everyone an unreal feeling.
"Is this guy a human?"
Jin Zaihuan was lying on the ground, barely supporting his upper body to lift up a little in order to get a better view.
"hiss……"
Jin Zaihuan took a breath.
"Sure enough, he's not a human..."
Those mutants cannot be called humans.
But it was the first time that Jin Zaihuan had seen these outrageously strong mutants being as easy as cutting a cake.
The ferocious man also stopped running away.
The moment an arm was cut off in a leather jacket and jeans, everyone present, whether they were descendants or mutants, seemed to have agreed upon it, and all stopped their movements in unison.
"Boss!"
A Level 2 Type R mutant shouted in disbelief.
Although the leather-clad boss is in the upper echelon and is not from the strongest batch, he is still a very good mutant with a very powerful fighting ability.
As a captain, the leather-clad boss has led his team of dozens of mutants and has easily completed more than a dozen missions, large and small, and returned victorious every time.
The leather-clad boss has great prestige among the low-level mutants.
Why?
It is because the boss fights with everyone every time. In many dangerous situations, the boss has single-handedly turned the tide. The brothers all have deep gratitude and respect for him.
Everyone has blind confidence in the boss's strength.
However, this boss had one of his arms chopped off at this moment!
Ruined.
If such a powerful boss is so vulnerable, then all of us should be useless.
The injury of the leather-clothed mutant gave a great stimulus to the surrounding mutants who were fighting, and their morale suddenly became a little low.
This is just one arm of the leather-clad boss.
Moreover, what they didn't know was that all the twenty-odd mutants on the roof had been wiped out in one fell swoop.
"No, it can't be like this!"
Although the leather-clad mutant captain felt very unbelievable that his arm was cut off, he also keenly felt the changes in his men.
Some of the subordinates who had a 50-50 fight with these people were obviously at a disadvantage because they were seriously injured.
"This mission is very important!"
The leather-clad mutant gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain coming from his right shoulder.
"Whether this mission is successful or not will determine the future power and voice of my faction. These resources are crucial to the lord. By dedicating these resources to the lord, I will have the opportunity to gain greater power!"
The leather-clothed mutant kept thinking about this in his mind to boost his fighting spirit.
But in his opinion, the young-looking person in front of him actually seemed a little unfathomable.
"It's already this time, are you still thinking about those things that you have and don't have?"
Fang Cheng stood opposite the leather-clad mutant and looked at the black text prompt with interest.
"The resources you are talking about refer to the humans on the ground who were knocked unconscious by you?"
Fang Cheng interrupted the leather-clad mutant's inner thoughts and asked.
"What?"
The leather-clad mutant's eyes widened.
"He... what did he just say? Does... does he know what I am thinking?!"
The leather-clad mutant felt as if he had fallen into a cellar instantly. The temperature around him dropped sharply, but cold sweat continued to break out on his back.
He stood there, not daring to move, and even his thinking became a little stagnant.
Fang Cheng shook the long sword with the blood of the leather-clothed mutant in his hand and asked coldly:
"Tell me, what happened this time, did the owner of Asylum No. 1 collude with you and betray us?"
Fang Cheng stared at the strongest person in the mutant ambush team, his eyes seemed to penetrate everything.
"Is it Virgil?"
Fang Cheng's voice came out faintly again.
The leather-clothed mutant felt very strange at this time. Facing the human in front of him, he felt as if he was facing a lord. The vague sense of oppression made it difficult to breathe.
He responded with difficulty:
"no."
"Not him? Who is that?"
Fang Cheng originally speculated that the ambush incident should be the fault of Virgil, the secretary officer of the manager of Shelter No. 1.
But at this time, the mutant opposite actually denied his conjecture.
So, is there someone else behind this?
"None of this has anything to do with you. You can leave as long as we don't invade each other." The leather-clad mutant said to Fang Cheng.
"Leave? Do you think you are in a position where you can negotiate terms with me now?"
Fang Cheng looked at the leather-clothed mutant's shoulder, which was still bleeding.
"You tell me the purpose of this ambush, and I can let you and the rest of your men go," Fang Cheng said unhurriedly, "By the way, you probably don't know yet, those guys on the roof are all It has been solved by me."
"What?!!"
The leather-clothed mutant quickly raised his head and looked at the rooftops on both sides. From the angle seen from the ground, it was empty, as if nothing had ever happened.
The leather-clad mutant felt as if his heart had skipped a beat.
"Hurry up. Also, you'd better tell your men to stop now, otherwise, none of you may survive."
Two alloy long swords drew sharp sword flowers in Fang Cheng's hands, and Fang Cheng slowly walked towards the strongest mutant on the scene.
The leather-clad mutant saw Fang Cheng slowly walking towards him, and strong fear slowly rose in his heart.
However, his subordinates were all present. If he directly told the opponent about the purpose of the ambush mission, he might not be able to survive if the matter was revealed after he returned.
at the moment.
Having lost one arm, he still has his dominant right arm, and his combat effectiveness has been reduced by at least half compared to normal circumstances.
But what if he didn't have his arm chopped off? Looking at the appearance of the young human in front of him, he might not be his match in his prime.
It's really not true if you say it, and it's not true if you don't say it, and you can't beat it again and again. This is simply a dilemma for both top and bottom.
Looking at the tangled and painful expression of the leather-clothed mutant and glancing at the black text prompts, Fang Cheng understood.
With a quick dash, Fang Cheng arrived in front of the leather-clothed mutant and grabbed his leather jacket with all his strength.
"Let's go, take you to heaven."
With a "swish" sound, Fang Cheng actually flew to the top of the building with the leader of the mutants.
"boom."
The leather-clothed mutant was rudely thrown to the ground on the roof of the building by Fang Cheng. Next to him happened to be a subordinate whose body was separated and died in a tragic manner.
He obviously didn't expect that this human being would bring him here alone.
But when he saw the tragic scene on the top of the building, his strong body couldn't help but tremble.
