The old man, naked, walked toward Lin Fan, separated by several ters.
The old man’s clenched fist, his muscular arms veined with power, signified a fearso strength as he lifted his hand, gazing intently at Lin Fan.
"Do you know how strong the power created by technology is?"
Lin Fan shook his head and said, "No idea."
The old man let out a low, mocking laugh, suddenly punching forward, the air exploded, a fierce gust swept over Lin Fan, rustling his clothes, even the surrounding tal walls struggled to bear the force, cracking under pressure.
"This is the power of technology."
The old man was pleased with his punch, feeling as if he were a god, a real deity, transcending human limits to reach an unimaginable level.
Even with Lin Fan, the so-called god of the apocalypse, standing before him, he felt no fear nor did he take it to heart.
Lin Fan straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes, "Indeed, not bad, quite powerful. I’ll take your photo and add it to my ’Zombie Album’ so future generations know that in the old end-tis, there were people like you, who hard innocent survivors to gain power."
Without waiting for the other party’s consent.
He took out a cara, aid it, and clicked a few photos, preserving the man’s image forever.
In the photo, not only was the old man captured, but also an excited woman and the research team beside him.
Clearly, they were still enraptured by the punch’s might, unable to extricate themselves.
It was truly strong.
It gave them great confidence, thinking, no matter Lin Fan’s prowess, surely my father’s power was more terrifying.
Thinking this.
The woman approached the old man, respectfully saying, "Congratulations father for successfully evolving beyond human limits. Your daughter is truly happy for you."
Thud!
The old man’s palm fell on the woman’s head, she thought he was going to gently stroke her head, but found his hand suddenly pressing harder.
"Father, you..."
"Hmph, I have transcended human limits and walk the earth like a god. Descendants an nothing to now, go and die."
"Ah?"
Squelch!
In her shocked exclamation, the old man’s two fingers were deeply driven into her head, like leeches, continuously draining her blood.
In the blink of an eye, her entire body’s blood was drained, turning her into a desiccated corpse.
"Ah?"
"Ah!"
The researchers stared in terror, each filled with dread. That was your daughter; if you’ll kill her, what chance do those of us unrelated by blood have to survive?
Thinking of this.
The researchers looked to Lin Fan, crying out.
"Lin Fan, save , I am innocent."
"I know I was wrong; they forced to do it."
"He is a demon, a devil. I am willing to stand with you, using my ager strength to fight him to the end."
Faced with their pleas, Lin Fan remained unmoved.
"My abilities are limited; perhaps..."
Squelch!
The old man spread his fingers, tendrils erging and piercing the eyes, mouth, and nose of the researchers, consuming them as they writhed, until, like the woman, they beca withered corpses.
Lin Fan finished his last words as well.
"I can’t help you."
For any ordinary person, he’d save them with all his might, but for these researchers laden with sins, he didn’t even want to lift a finger.
At this mont.
Only Lin Fan and the old man remained at the scene.
The old man stared at Lin Fan, "The outside world claims you’re strong. I am very interested in studying your body. Now it seems I no longer need to; soon you’ll fully appreciate the extent of my new power."
Bang!
As soon as he spoke.
The old man vanished from where he stood, his position fracturing as cracks spread outwards, illustrating the sheer force of his start.
"Die."
The old man appeared before Lin Fan with astounding speed, his face twisted with rage, his arm bent, enormous power bundled, viciously targeting Lin Fan’s abdon.
Bang!
His fist struck Lin Fan’s midsection, the violent force stirred a fierce gale, forming air currents that expanded outward.
This was the old man’s true power.
Forget the perfect mutant.
Forget the Creator.
Forget Lin Fan.
Under this punch’s power, all would perish.
But gradually.
The old man realized things weren’t as he assud, his punch rely tore through Lin Fan’s shirt at the abdon, but Lin Fan’s skin remained flawless, without a scratch.
He slowly lifted his head, looking at Lin Fan with an odd expression.
As if to say... are you really unhard?
"Very strong power, I feel my life threatened. Under such circumstances, any self-defense is not excessive."
Lin Fan, looking down at the old man, spoke to himself softly.
Upon finishing his words.
He rapidly lifted his foot, moving faster than lightning, imperceptible to the naked eye, with the old man disappearing before him, the counterattack’s power and speed leaving phantom layers as the old man was knocked back.
Bang!
Squelch!
The wall dented, and the giant body exploded into blood, splashing across the walls, just one kick was all it took to obliterate the evolved old man.
Such power was truly unsettling.
Lin Fan looked at the blood on the wall, shook his head, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The Mutant Organization was thoroughly finished.
Now, and in the future, their shadow would not appear again.
He turned and left.
Heading towards Cui Xiaofei, who needed urgent dical care due to his injuries; as long as he returned to the Sunshine Shelter in Huang City, Tutu could take care of it.
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