"Urraaa!"
With a mighty roar, Qin Ming, now transford into a towering two-ter giant, unleashed a flurry of punches, relentlessly pounding the enemies rushing toward him.
Baseball bats shattered upon impact with his body. Steel pipes bent under the force of his punches.
Empowered by his active skill, Qin Ming's strength had surged to an astounding 35 points—an overwhelming force that the hapless thugs simply couldn't withstand. Bulldozing through their ranks, Qin Ming even picked up one of the so-called Taekwondo Masters and slamd him straight through a wall.
With a resounding crash, the wall crumbled, and Qin Ming, using the thug as a battering ram, barged straight into the building.
No sooner had he broken through than he ca under heavy gunfire. Several gang mbers, ard with various firearms, opened fire on him. The bullets ricocheted harmlessly off his body, with only the two elite thugs wielding submachine guns managing to slightly pierce his defenses. However, even those shots rely grazed the surface.
Roaring in fury, Qin Ming grabbed a nearby cabinet and hurled it with all his might. The massive piece of furniture shattered the staircase railing before crashing into the group of gunn, sending them flying.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Qin Ming charged forward, intent on tearing through the remaining enemies.
But just as he was about to close the distance, a small, wiry man suddenly darted out from behind the staircase, a sinister grin on his face as he aid a flathrower directly at Qin Ming and pulled the trigger.
With a whoosh, a torrent of flas engulfed Qin Ming, covering him from head to toe.
Elite enemy: Pyromaniac (Punisher, Stage Two)
Na: Pyromaniac (Punisher, Stage Two)
Strength: 5
Constitution: 5
Agility: 5
Spirit: 5
Skill: Flathrower (B-Level, requires a flathrower)
Description: These deranged lunatics are feared even among the gang mbers. Rumor has it that they have a few screws loose in their heads.
"Hahahaha!"
The pyromaniac cackled with maniacal glee, holding the trigger down as the flas continued to scorch Qin Ming's body. Covered in fire, Qin Ming appeared to be completely consud by the blaze, now a figure of roaring flas.
The pyromaniac's laughter grew louder, his expression contorted with twisted delight.
But before he could revel in his apparent victory for long, the burning figure in front of him suddenly spread its arms wide.
The next mont...
"RAAAAAHHH!"
With a roar, a powerful shockwave exploded outward, instantly snuffing out the flas surrounding Qin Ming's body. A whirling vortex of energy took shape in front of him, transforming into a tangible force that shot toward the pyromaniac.
Skill: True Sonic Hand Blade!
In a flash of light, the spinning blade of air cleaved through both the pyromaniac and his flathrower in one swift motion.
The pyromaniac's insane grin froze on his face, his hand still gripping the trigger. Worse still, the ruptured flathrower spewed its contents across the room, igniting the very flas he had been using.
With a deafening explosion, the flathrower detonated, sending fire surging in all directions. The remaining gang mbers were instantly engulfed, screaming as they were transford into human torches.
As for Qin Ming, he shielded his face with his arms, enduring the brunt of the explosion.
When the flas finally subsided, he shook off the remnants of burning fabric, revealing his scorched body. His hair was singed, his skin marred by severe burns, and he could feel the intense pain throbbing beneath his charred flesh. Despite neutralizing the flas with his Sonic Hand Blade, the damage from the fire had left him in rough shape.
His face twisted in pain and anger, Qin Ming's fury only grew.
Kicking open the next door, he stord toward the main hall, fully prepared to take his vengeance.
But after only a few steps inside, he imdiately retreated.
Standing in the hall, beside the casino boss Bruno, was a towering, four-ter-tall chanical monstrosity.
The second boss, the Battle Robot, had appeared!
Realizing the situation, Qin Ming promptly fell back.
Seeing Qin Ming's retreat, Bruno laughed maniacally.
"Hahahaha! Thought you were tough, didn't you, kid?! Co on, show what you've got! Let's see you beat steel!"
BOOM!
Bruno's gloating was cut short by a sudden explosion. The wall behind him shattered, and a swirling vortex of energy tore through the air, slicing Bruno clean in half.
Charged Sonic Hand Blade!
Without even having ti to react, Bruno was bisected by the energy blade, his body falling to the floor in two pieces. A re elite enemy like him stood no chance against the fully charged attack.
Bruno's two lackeys also lost their arms in the process, and most notably, the Battle Robot standing behind them was also struck by the attack. Though the blade only managed to leave a gash on the robot's tal fra, it had succeeded in activating the hulking machine.
The robot's eyes lit up with a nacing red glow, and its head swiveled to lock onto Qin Ming.
A chilling, synthesized voice echoed through the hall.
"Target acquired. Objective: Terminate."
With a sharp whir, a searing red beam shot from the robot's eyes, sweeping across the room.
The beam cut cleanly through Bruno's remaining henchn, bisecting them as easily as it had slashed through the walls, leaving deep, molten gouges.
B-Level Skill: Laser Beam!
In the hallway, Qin Ming narrowly avoided being struck by the beam, cold sweat dripping down his back.
Hearing the heavy, tallic footsteps behind him, Qin Ming quickly pulled out his revolver and fired into the air.
With a deafening crash, the door beside him was thrown open, revealing three more elite enemies: a Fat Henchman and two Boxer Thugs.
Unfortunately for them, the robot had already turned its attention toward the newcors.
As the robot's head swiveled, its laser beam flashed out again, cutting the two Boxer Thugs in half before they had a chance to react.
Only the Fat Henchman managed to evade the deadly beam, leaping into the air with a skillful high jump as he attempted to land a crushing body slam on the robot.
And then...
BAM!
With a loud crash, the robot's arm shot up in a perfectly executed uppercut, slamming into the Fat Henchman mid-descent. The sound of bones shattering echoed through the hall as the Fat Henchman's body was launched back into the air, screaming in agony.
One punch, and he was crippled.
Na: Battle Robot (Punisher, Stage Two)
Strength: 50
Constitution: 50
Agility: 20
Spirit: N/A
Skills: Steel Body (B-Level), Laser Beam (B-Level), Rocket Jump (C-Level)
Description: A guard robot crafted with specialized technology. So say it was purchased by Kingpin, while others claim he stole it. Regardless of how it ca into his possession, there is no doubt about the terrifying power of this killing machine.
(End of Chapter)
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