"Are those toy guns you're holding? Maybe if you just threw them at me, it would hurt more."
Su Qing patted his chest lightly, looking at the four Security Guards opposite him with a mocking smile.
The damage wasn't high, but the insult was immense.
His expression really begged to be punched (*￣3￣).
"Damn it, he's definitely wearing a bulletproof vest! Aim for his head!" a bright spark shouted.
Then, more gunshots rang out.
Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Su Qing moved incredibly fast, catching the bullets with his head. Afterward, he let out a sigh of relief and said, "That was close, you almost missed completely. Luckily, I caught them."
The four people: "..."
Witnessing Su Qing taking bullets with his head, they were completely stunned, questioning their sanity.
They wouldn't be... cursed, would they?
At this moment, the door opened from the inside, and forty or fifty Security Guards with guns rushed out.
"Be careful, bullets can't hurt him!" Seeing so many people, the four Security Guards outside breathed a sigh of relief.
Everyone's expression was: ←_←
Who hired these idiots?
Feeling the looks of "idiot" from their colleagues, the four of them immediately panicked: "We're really not lying, he just took our bullets with his head!"
Everyone was like this: (∩ᵒ̴̶̷̤⌔ᵒ̴̶̷̤∩)
Turns out they're four lunatics, how pitiful.
Their contempt turned into sympathy.
The four of them: "..."
Why doesn't anyone believe the truth?
"You four take care and recover, we'll handle things here," said the leader, sighing. Then he pointed his gun at Su Qing: "Kill him!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang…"
The sound of gunfire rang out continuously, unable to reach the outside due to the noise of the machines.
However, Su Qing didn't panic. He strolled through the hail of bullets as if he were taking a leisurely walk, neither dodging nor evading. All the bullets could reach his body, but they couldn't touch his heart.
These bullets could barely graze him; they couldn't even penetrate his skin.
"How... how is this possible!"
Watching this bizarre scene, which could even leave a lasting psychological scar, the dozens of gunmen were struck dumb.
"Hahaha, see? Do you believe us now? We weren't lying! We weren't lying!"
"That's right, you didn't believe us before, you had to try it yourselves. Well, how do you like it now?"
The four who had proven they weren't idiots, mentally ill, or liars, laughed excitedly.
"Hahaha, this is... this is..."
Then, he laughed, only to realize something was wrong. This didn't seem like anything to be happy about. His voice gradually faded away until it was completely gone.
Everyone really thought they were idiots this time.
"You've finished your fun. Whether you enjoyed it or not is your business. But now, it's my turn to have fun."
Su Qing cracked his neck, revealing a bright and friendly smile. His figure shot out like a cheetah.
In an instant, he appeared in front of a person, then raised his fist. Boom! With the full force of a bull and a tiger, the person's head exploded like a watermelon.
Red and white splattered everywhere, and the body fell straight to the ground, dead in an instant.
Everyone was stunned. After they reacted, they immediately panicked and began to flee in all directions, turning from hunters into prey.
"Those I want to kill have never escaped. I'm here today to beat all of you to death, or to beat you all to death. There's no third possibility!" Su Qing revealed a ferocious smile.
Su Qing moved like a phantom, striking everywhere with precision. Each punch sent someone flying.
"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"
"Spare me! Please, let me go!"
"Sir, please spare my life… Ah!"
These criminals, who were usually cold-blooded, beating, abusing, and slaughtering their victims, had become the targets of the very suffering they once inflicted.
Su Qing was deaf to their pleas for mercy.
The screams only excited him.
And insults only enraged him further.
The more furious Su Qing became, the worse the fate of these animals would be; it wouldn't be surprising if they were torn to pieces.
Zhou Wei stared blankly as he watched Su Qing, covered in blood, chase after a large group of people with a ferocious grin.
For a moment, he couldn't tell who the bad guys were.
This world was truly insane.
In his fantasies and assumptions, he was supposed to use his soul's advantage to be a lookout, helping Su Qing sneak into the factory, release the captive people, and then they would all fight back, seek revenge, and then escape together.
But in reality, Su Qing came, Su Qing swaggered in, and Su Qing started slaughtering.
And he was just a bystander.
Zhou Wei shook his head; his inherent kindness made it hard for him to watch so many people die tragically.
So… he chose not to look.
He floated directly into the factory.
More than forty criminals. Su Qing had used his iron fists to beat more than thirty of them to death, and the ground was covered in blood.
Then, he picked up a gun and decided to play a real shooting game, shooting at moving targets.
He could consider it practice.
Although his marksmanship was already very good, with an excellent record of three consecutive headshots, one must not be complacent, and still needs to practice diligently.
Bang!
"Ah!" A criminal screamed and fell to the ground.
Su Qing cursed, "Damn, this damn gun is also a problem. I aimed for the head, how did I hit the leg?"
Then he fired another shot.
Bang!
"Ah!!!"
"Damn, how did I hit the hand again?" Su Qing cursed again, then raised his gun to aim at the man once more.
The man, who had been hit twice, was panicked, his eyes full of terror: "Don't, don't, I'll do it myself."
Finally, he picked up a gun and shot himself in the head, then fell to the ground in peace.
Su Qing: "..."
He felt humiliated.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
Su Qing fired over fifty bullets in one go, like setting off firecrackers during the New Year. Finally, he managed to take down the last dozen or so criminals.
Each criminal took at least three shots before dying, and their deaths were utterly惨烈, a gruesome sight.
They were clearly tortured before they died.
There was nothing he could do. After all, there was something wrong with the gun. Even someone with Su Qing's excellent marksmanship couldn't aim properly.
This time, it was the gun's fault, really, not his.
"Come quick! This one looks like the leader, he's getting away!" Zhou Wei's shout echoed from the factory.
Su Qing quickly chased after the sound.
After entering the factory, he indeed saw a jeep with several people inside trying to escape.
A driver, two Security Guards, and a middle-aged man with a panicked expression sitting between the two Security Guards.
Well, it wasn't sitting on their laps.
He was precisely the organizer and leader of this Organ Trafficking Gang, the Big Boss.
Today, there was a new batch of fresh "goods" delivered from Xia Country, and he had come specifically to inspect them.
He had drunk a few extra glasses during lunch with the suppliers and was resting in the factory. He slept until the evening and wasn't planning on going back to the city. He didn't expect something to happen tonight.
One person, incredibly strong, able to block bullets. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and someone told him such a being existed, he would have slapped them.
But now, beyond his shock and fury, all that remained was panic, because this was not human.
He even suspected that he had done too many bad things, and Ultraman had descended from the heavens to execute him.
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