"Song Rentou!"
"I warn you, drop your weapon and put your hands up!!"
Song Rentou was already in a state of ntal breakdown.
Standing beside Zhang Feng, Qin Huan shouted at Song Rentou!
Even though he didn't have a weapon in hand, his instinct as a public servant prompted him to do so.
Moreover, Song Rentou actually stopped his advance toward Zhang Feng.
He stood in place, body shaking, as if he had aged decades in an instant.
His expression was sowhat lost and dejected.
But he still hadn't let go of the knife in his hand.
Tears of confusion flowed from his eyes.
Through blurry eyes, he still looked at Zhang Feng, his voice hoarse and trembling:
"You deceived ..."
"You're lying to , aren't you...."
"Mr. Lin won't die...."
His worship of that Evil Cultivator had reached an appalling degree.
At this point, even his own parents couldn't awaken his conscience.
Perhaps, if that Evil Cultivator were present, he wouldn't hesitate to kill his own parents at the Cultivator's bidding.
And in such a situation, Zhang Feng told him that the Evil Cultivator was dead, the person he idolized and worshipped fanatically was dead.
Song Rentou's faith collapsed instantly.
A person who has nothing left but faith and loses it, what's left for him?
So, Song Rentou's hysteria, his ntal breakdown was nothing unusual in Zhang Feng's eyes.
Even if Song Rentou's actions were more extre, Zhang Feng wouldn't be surprised.
Watching the dejected and quietly sobbing Song Rentou.
Zhang Feng gently patted Qin Huan, who seed to protect him, prompting Qin Huan to withdraw his arm as Zhang Feng stepped forward and softly said:
"In this world, there are no gods, you don't...."
"Impossible!"
Zhang Feng originally wanted to use reason and emotion to persuade Song Rentou.
However, just as he was halfway through his words.
Song Rentou's face suddenly showed a fierce glint, and he roared at Zhang Feng.
"You're talking nonsense, there are gods in this world! Mr. Lin is my god!!"
"Ah——"
A shrill scream resounded as Song Rentou directly raised his knife high.
"Watch out!" Qin Huan was instantly shocked at this sight.
Thinking Song Rentou was about to attack Zhang Feng.
However!
The knife that Song Rentou lifted wasn't aid at Zhang Feng.
But at his own throat!
The speed was extrely fast!
"I'm going to find Mr. Lin!!"
Just as Song Rentou's freshly sharpened knife was about to slice across his own throat.
"Boom!" A thunderous roar suddenly echoed in the center of the room.
Not only was there the sound of thunder, but a bolt of lightning vividly appeared before everyone's eyes in the room!
From Zhang Feng's right hand, a wisp of blue smoke slowly dissipated.
Along with this wisp of smoke disappearing was Song Rentou's knife.
Palm Thunder.
Finally!
This Palm Thunder, having been held back for so many episodes, finally got to be used once.
The charred remains of the knife lay there; thanks to my old buddy who brought thunder.
Although, using such a powerful, impressive Palm Thunder to stop a criminal from committing suicide seed like overkill.
But I'd been holding back for too long; every ti the Palm Thunder ford, it ended up being unnecessary.
This back and forth made the Palm Thunder feel stuck; isn't that frustrating?
Isn't it just taking this opportunity to let the Palm Thunder release a bit?
That's why Zhang Feng deliberately stepped forward a bit earlier.
At that mont, he was already prepared to stop Song Rentou from taking his own life.
As ntioned before, Zhang Feng felt that Song Rentou might act even more drastically.
So stepping forward a bit was to ensure the Palm Thunder hit more accurately.
To not leave Song Rentou as a charred corpse, wasting these preparations.
With Zhang Feng's Palm Thunder gone.
The entire room fell silent.
Qin Huan, standing behind Zhang Feng, was stunned.
The four little animals tied to the chairs were stunned.
Song Rentou, who was almost blasted to pieces by the Thunder Skill, was stunned.
These three different people surprisingly had the sa thought in their minds at that mont.
Just now, was that thunder? Lightning in his palm?
Huh?!
What was that thing?!
Why could a person's palm emit lightning?
Ah?!
Was he Lei Gong or Mother of Lightning?!
Or did he have an electric baton in his hand?
Performing magic?
Pretending to generate electricity?
No, no electric baton could release enough electricity to disintegrate a knife into ashes like that, could it?!
Not even a 220-volt outlet could do that!
And that knife was tallic; real thunder couldn't even cause such damage!
What the hell did I just see?!
These five people perfectly embodied the expression "dumbfounded."
And Zhang Feng, who had unleashed the Palm Thunder, looked at the dazed expressions of these people around him.
He awkwardly smirked and spread his hands:
"I knew it, this should never be shown in front of others!"
Indeed!
His decision back then was correct!
The first ti he animated a corpse, Lin Rui saw it through a monitor. Luckily, he reacted quickly and hushed Lin Rui with a kiss.
Preventing the incident from leaking out.
If he had been a show-off from the beginning.
Letting Lin Rui blabber about it to the world, and even deliberately performing so other magical tricks before people's eyes.
Then the world might have exploded by now.
Because these people present, Qin Huan belongs to the Special Ninth Bureau, the four little animals were disciples of that Evil Cultivator, and Song Rentou was a fanatic admirer of the Evil Cultivator.
They had seen so bizarre supernatural phenona.
Even then, seeing the Palm Thunder, they turned into this state.
Imagine, if he perford such a trick before ordinary people, what kind of chaos it would cause.
Therefore, Zhang Feng internally recited:
"Such things that they can't understand, better not try to make them understand it for now!"
"Ahem!" Amidst the dead silence, Zhang Feng cleared his throat.
Dispersed the smoke in his palm.
Then walked over to Song Rentou.
Pulled down Song Rentou's right hand, which was about to slash his own throat.
Then gently patted Song Rentou's shoulder and said:
"Dr. Song."
"There's no god in this world; everything you worship is just an illusion."
"Believe in science!"
What the hell do you an believe in science....
Zhang Feng's words about believing in science nearly made Qin Huan, who was standing by, stumble and fall.
Her face shifted from shock to a stiff awkwardness, with a hint of peculiarity.
What was up with Zhang Feng?
Just after saying believe in science, he flew across the sky, made a round trip between B City and Ocean City in minutes.
Now, just released a bolt of lightning from his hand, and he's advising others to believe in science?
Are you kidding, huh?!
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