Chapter 647: Chapter 406: Impact
“Temple of War God?”
“Martial Frenzied Rascal?”
The forr… an organization of power?
The latter… a real na, or so kind of identity code for a class of people?
Nie Hailong’s brows furrowed tightly as he instinctively entered deep thought.
By this ti, the video had already started broadcasting. The screen had barely cleared up when a barrage of barrage comnts surged in.
“This…”
“Could this be a new movie?”
“No way, dude, are you for real?”
“Can’t handle it, I need to watch it one more ti!”
“I originally thought Pencil Hero, Hardware Hero, Carrot Hero were already invincible, but I didn’t expect soone to be even braver than them. Whose subordinate is this?”
“The sound of rain outside the window drip-drip-dropping, it’s still raining after three days and nights…”
“You murderer, terrorist, how dare you post a video?”
“What deep hatred do you have with Mrs. Honghong, not even sparing a woman?”
“How has this thing not been banned yet? The guts of Site X are really sothing.”
“Is there a possibility that Site X can’t ban this video?”
“Site X: What can I do, I am desperate too, the servers are all down, and the video is still here, what can I do?”
The dense barrage comnts filled the screen, Nie Hailong’s brows furrowed even tighter, and he imdiately chose to close it.
Suddenly, the barrage comnts cleared, the figure of a very tall man appeared onscreen, steadily walking forward in the dark.
Seeing this, Nie Hailong’s frown beca even deeper.
It’s him!
Martial Frenzied Rascal?
What does he want to do?
And this video, what equipnt was used to record it? This cara work, these visuals, and the filming technique, they’re on par with big-budget films or perhaps even better, completely devoid of that amateurish distortion. Each fra is expressive, seeming to present reality as it is.
Just on this point alone, he blows away ninety-nine percent of all web videos and even movies and television.
Such thods, such technology…
Nie Hailong’s brows furrowed tightly as the video continued to progress.
Soon, the figure arrived at the periter of the Red Book Bar. Then, the cara suddenly switched, revealing…
“We have a situation!”
Like a movie cut, the cara shifted to the inside of a car, showing the panicked faces of a few Antai Group sentry mbers.
Nie Hailong: “…”
Is it possible to switch perspectives?
You think this is a movie?
How was it done? Didn’t the Antai Group’s guys realize that a cara was directly capturing their faces?
While Nie Hailong was full of questions…
“Bang!!!”
A loud explosion, a flash of cold light split the air, and the video suddenly entered “bullet ti,” capturing the trajectory of a flying nail from its source, through the window, and ultimately piercing flesh—all revealed to the viewer.
“Puh!!!”
A muffled sound, bullet ti vanished, and the panic-stricken Antai Group mber toppled over in his seat. Above his eyes filled with fright, a silver nail had pierced straight into his forehead.
“Damn!”
“Could this be any more exaggerated?”
“Is this really a live broadcast or a movie scene?”
“It must be special effects, if it’s real, how was it shot?”
“Could there be so kind of invisible drone capable of capturing these images?”
“How could that be…”
Although the barrage comnts had been turned off, the speech of many high-level users could not be completely blocked, causing Nie Hailong’s frown to beco even harsher.
What is the other party trying to do?
The previous Red Book TV broadcast had already caused an extrely bad impact, and now he’s extending his reach even further by sending this video all over the net?
Does he know what kind of consequences this will brew?
Or is that their goal?
Nie Hailong speculated in his mind as the video advanced. Soon, the sentry and security outside had all been dealt with, and the scene switched inside the bar, becoming chaotic, but the view stayed tightly focused on him, unaffected.
“To hell with you…”
“Bang!!!”
An Antai Group ard mber roared as he charged, only to be sent flying by a heavy arm in his face.
Then, it was a cruel decimation, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
“Is this even human?”
“A real-life version of a bioterror tyranny?”
“Truly, one punch takes down a small child.”
“Just like a human tank!”
“How can there be such a monster in the world?”
“Martial Frenzied Rascal…”
“Is there really soone in this world who can fight dozens of people single-handedly?”
As they saw the “Martial Frenzied Rascal” dominate Antai Group’s dozens of ard personnel with the ferocity of a tiger among sheep, the audience’s horror was indescribable.
If the flying nails at the beginning could be explained by technique, what was unfolding now was pure physical overpowering.
But how could a normal person have such a physique, such strength?
Had he used so kind of forbidden substance?
Or…
While everyone was in a state of disbelief, the “Martial Frenzied Rascal” cleared the low-level grunts and headed for the second floor.
Then, the cara switched again, revealing the startled face of Zhang Qiang.
“What’s going on?”
“Is it the Federation police?”
“No, there’s no gunfire, it’s not the police!”
“Soone from another group?”
“Quick, go find Ying!”
Zhang Qiang led a few underlings as they fled in disarray towards the third floor. Soon after, a dark figure leaped down, a young man with a stern expression.
“Whose man are you, daring to cause trouble in Chen Tianying’s territory?”
After an opening gesture, life and death clashed.
Chen Tianying unfolded his movents, his claw techniques like a dragon swiftly swooping in.
The video slowed down again, re-entering “bullet ti,” clearly exhibiting the white Qi emanating from his claw for all the viewers to see.
“Is this…”
“True Qi?”
“Does such a thing really exist?”
“Fake, it must be a Pseudo Core, you can’t deceive .”
“Scatter, it’s special effects, it’s all a trick.”
“Trick your mother, you frog in a well, what do you know?”
“Chinese martial arts, ancient martial arts?”
Seeing such a scene, the crowd was even more in turmoil, a flood of barrage comnts racing by.
And then they saw…
“Boom!!!”
A dragon-like arm soared, a fist struck out like cannon fire, bullet ti, slowed down to showcase the instant of this life-and-death confrontation before the people.
Then, like a human cannonball, he violently flew out, toppling several human obstacles, before crashing into the wall with such force that the entire building trembled.
“…”
“…”
“…”
Upon witnessing this scene, the audience fell silent, taking a long ti to respond.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!”
“Does it need to be this exaggerated?”
“Are you gatron or just frickin’ intimidating?”
“Punch soone like you’re hanging a picture?”
“Honey, co here and see the Asian Hulk!”
“I thought he was so elite monster, but turns out he’s just another one-punch knock-out.”
Looking at the wall covered in a spider web of cracks and the embedded Chen Tianying, people even overlooked the display of True Qi from before.
“…”
Nie Hailong stayed silent, calmly observing the situation unfold.
After Chen Tianying was killed with a punch, the cara switched back to Zhang Qiang.
His face turned pale as he panicked under the looming shadow of death, fleeing into the third floor and barging into a room, pushing aside the inquiring Hong, and taking the confused young girl hostage.
“Don’t co any closer!”
“Back off, back the hell off!”
“Or else I’ll shoot her dead, you hear !”
Zhang Qiang held the girl hostage, threatening those approaching.
The audience reacted differently to this.
“This guy must be out of his mind, right?”
“Taking your own people as hostages?”
“Does he think the other side is the police?”
“A dying horse is being treated as if it’s alive, huh.”
Just as soone mocked Zhang Qiang’s actions, the person forcing the issue stopped in their tracks.
“This…”
The crowd was bewildered, not understanding the situation for a mont.
Zhang Qiang was overjoyed, grasping at this lifeline: “Back off, back off, or I’ll kill her.”
“You only have one shot!”
“Kill her, and I will kill you!”
“Kill , and you might have a chance to live!”
“…”
It was as if the dialogue in a movie was playing out according to the script.
The crowd fell silent once again, and then erupted with exclamations.
“He actually got scared by that?”
“A life for a life with one shot!”
“Quite a reverse-threat there.”
“Big Brother, you’re truly fierce!”
“He actually cares about hostages, could this guy actually be a good guy?”
“Nonsense, look at these guys with their guns and knives, gangs of underlings, and taking hostages—it’s the standard villain gang.”
“You really think this is a movie with heroes and villains? This is real life, happening right here in Longhai City.”
“Red Book TV, I’ve always said those guys are no good, they’re just like the scam groups in Mian District, and now justice has fallen from the sky for them, hasn’t it?”
The comnts flew fast and varied, with the audience sharing different opinions.
Then they heard…
“Bang!!!”
“Boom!!!”
A gunshot, a thunderous roar.
A powerful punch blasted into the wall, reducing flesh and blood to re paste, leaving only a headless body collapsed like a lump of mud.
“Bang!”
Under the terrifying shadow, the girl’s eyes rolled back, and she promptly fainted to the floor.
The Martial Frenzied Rascal, known by his na, turned around to face the cara and revealed his injuries; his chest muscles writhed, pushing out the deford bullet, along with drops of crimson blood.
“…”
“…”
“…”
The comnts stopped, and there was a mont of dead silence.
The man, however, paid no heed and directly approached, clutching soone’s throat, and proceeded to interrogate.
“Where is Chen Antai?”
“Longhai’s Jiangnan District…”
“Crack!”
With a crisp sound, the Corpse Body fell to the ground, and the video reached its end.
“…”
Nie Hailong remained silent for a while, then opened up the comnts section.
Even though it was early morning, around five or six o’clock, the comnts section was still bustling with activity. The number of comnts had already reached a staggering million, and it was still increasing, with new comnts popping up every second.
“Is there really such a thing as martial arts in this world?”
“That must be a movie effect.”
“Movie? Go take a look at the outskirts of Longhai City now, look at the Red Book Bar surrounded by Federation military police with a martial law in effect, and then tell if it’s a movie.”
“If you can’t accept it, check out the Red Book live stream, and see who’s been lying in front of the cara for over an hour.”
“If it’s not a movie, then what’s with this video? Can you do a live cut and bullet ti?”
“Just post-editing and so special effects, what’s the big deal?”
“This event is definitely real!”
“Temple of War God, Martial Frenzied Rascal?”
“Is this an organization, a mysterious organization that trains martial artists?”
“Madman Big Brother, reply to my private ssage, asking to beco your disciple, and money is not an issue!”
“Even if martial arts are real, giving them to such people is just aiding tyranny.”
“Killer madman, a terrorist!”
“You won’t even spare won, she already told you, and you still broke her neck; you’re just a psychopathic murderer.”
“You don’t know shit. That woman is an old procurer, do you have any idea how many innocent girls she’s hard?”
“You know Hua Xiaoxiao from Red Book live stream, right? She was the one forced into prostitution, which led her to commit suicide by jumping off a building.”
“When a man’s wrath is roused, his blade spills blood; Big Brother, truly a fierce hero!”
“Who knows who Chen Antai is?”
“Chen Antai, chairman of Antai Group, the big boss behind Red Book TV, a notorious figure in Longhai’s underworld, and now he has crossed paths with such a madman.”
“Next, he’s not going to try and storm Chen Antai’s lair for a total annihilation, is he?”
“Flesh resisting bullets, you think you’re Wolverine?”
“Big Brother, update fast, I can’t sleep at night!”
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