Chapter 3451 - Untitled
The wind was blowing, breaking the hasty footsteps.
In the dense fog, sparks of flames appeared.
"Careful. The two degenerates are right ahead!"
"What's there to be careful about? They have been seriously wounded by the high priest and fell off the cliff. They are dying and waiting to be butchered!"
"Go, go!"
With gasps and howls, a team of pursuers tore through the wind and mist and drew closer and closer.
Their eyes were as sharp as those of eagles, their temples were bulging, and their skin was emitting a bronze color that looked like metal. Their muscles were as muscular as rocks, and their bodies were brimming with explosive strength.
Especially their fists.
Some of them were curled like the talons of an eagle, some were as sharp as the edge of a tiger, and some were as thick as the paws of a bear. Some of them were as thick as fingers, with their joints flattened. When they were clenched, they looked like small hammers.
The fists boasted their decades of experience and their undying loyalty to the Fist God.
The young man in the lead, who had a hooked nose and thin lips, was named 'Han Guo'.
Flames of revenge were beaming out of his eyes.
He kept repeating the name 'Grey'.
Han Guo was a well-known boxing genius in the hundreds of square kilometers nearby.
As the only heir of the 'Iron Armor Boxing Gym' in town, he had been soaked in secret ointment by his father when he was just born. Before he learned how to talk, he had already learned how to stagger and attack the target. Since he was three years old, he had been receiving rigorous training to build a solid foundation for the 'Golden Bell Cover, Iron Cloth, Thirteen Tycoons' martial arts.
Han Ke was a genius. Since he defeated his first adult when he was seven, he and everyone else in the gym had firmly believed in him.
And the greatest tragedy for a genius was to encounter another genius, an even more formidable genius.
Han Kou, Grey.
Since he had given birth to Yu, why would he give birth to Liang?
In the Iron Fist School, in the major boxing clubs of the town, and in the training in the mountains, Han Kou had challenged Grey time and time again, only to be knocked down easily by Grey time and time again. He could bear the pain of his skin being torn apart and his bones being broken, but the feeling of being stomped on, of being stomped into the dust and realizing that he was not a genius, was something that he would never forget.
Han Ke hated Grey's guts and had melded the hatred into his fists, making them even more brutal and brutal.
One day, he would crush Grey's bones with his fists that were burning in black flames. Han Kou believed it.
He did not expect that the opportunity would fall upon him so quickly. Grey turned out to be an evil believer of machines and steam.
There was a road to heaven but no gate to hell. No wonder he was so cruel!
"From now on, I am the best expert of the younger generation in Red Gold Town!" Han Kou grinned hideously. His face, which used to be handsome, was now extremely ugly.
The young man who had been silent all this time was called 'Zhou Yan', who was also one of the best in town.
Different from the raging flames around Han Guo, Zhou Yan was as calm as still water.
He did not train himself for hatred, fame, or other boring purposes.
He was a pure boxer.
He only cultivated for the most sacred of beliefs.
He wanted to become strong enough to please the Fist God.
"The Fist God is the only true god in the world.
"No demons or evil spirits can compete with the Fist God.
"As the people who are favored by the Fist God, the only purpose of our existence in the world is to defend the path of the iron fist, to eliminate the evil demons, and to defend the bright daylight.
"Regardless of whether it is the degenerated heretics in front of us, the mechanical demons, or the true bodies of the steam demons, none of them can stop our iron fists from marching forward.
Zhou Yan firmly believed this.
Therefore, he was moving forward resolutely.
Behind them were a dozen or so teachers of the Iron Fist School.
They were responsible for teaching the children of the town the brutal fist techniques, and they were also responsible for shaping the souls of the children so that the children would realize the strength and grace of the Fist God.
Therefore, when the insurrections such as that of Gus and Grey appeared in the town, they felt that the responsibility on their shoulders was extremely heavy.
"The two devils were born under our command. Now, let's clean them up and stop the evilness from spreading."
The teachers exchanged glances with each other and soon decided on the tactics.
Beside the professors, there were also many senior students of the Iron Fist School as well as the old masters and elite disciples of the town's boxing gym. They wanted to capture or kill the evil clansmen as rewards, so they rubbed their fists and were itching to give it a try. They could not wait to jump in front of Han Guo and Zhou Yan and seize the first credit.
At the end of the team was Lei Lie, who seemed to have lost his soul.
He intentionally slowed the team down so that Gus and Grey would have more time to kill themselves.
He felt that his idea was too evil to be worthy of being the spokesperson of the Fist God.
While pondering whether or not he should act later and directly throw his blood nephew and niece off the cliff.
He also knew that the best way to deal with them was to capture them alive and send them to the stake of the Temple of Fist.
Pondering and hesitating, Lei Lie sighed. He knew that he had been tempted by the devil and that his belief had been tainted. The once loyal priest of the Temple of Fist could only shout in his heart, "Glen, oh Glen, you are indeed a troublemaker. Why did you do what you did if you knew this day would come?"
No matter what the hunters were thinking, one thing was for sure.
The target had nowhere to run to.
Even if they were desperate, it was impossible for them to be injured at all.
The only way to get away from the stake was to climb to the edge of the cliff and jump down.
Therefore, when they discovered that Gus, who was as thin as a reed and carrying an assault rifle that was even taller than himself, as well as a rotary cannon and a shoulder-mounted honeycomb launcher, was staggering out of the vague mist, they all burst into laughter.
"It's that loser!"
"Gus, surrender now and avoid the pain!"
"Gus, where is your sister? We know you are an accomplice. Hand her over and we might spare your life!"
"Gus, even if your grades in the Iron Fist School are not good, even if you are a well-acknowledged loser who dragged on for so many years and still failed to graduate, you still shouldn't have fallen into the evil path… For your father's sake, can't the town give you a living?"
"Let's not talk about his father. His father was an unpardonable evil Cultivator in the first place. Chances are that he was a spy sent to the human world by the mechanical demons and the steam demons. It was the blessing of the devils that granted him such terrifying strength!
"That's right. That must be it. I understand now. The Fist God must have discovered the background of their family in the unseen world. That's why he was punished and turned into trash. He is the 'price' for Glen and Grey to gain strength!"
