Chapter 44: The Great Fight

“…What is the boss doing?”

"I...I can't describe the scene below..."

The scope was heard from both hands, and everyone who saw the battle below had a look of poisonous gas on their faces.

Su Jing was riding on the shoulders of the mutant beast and ravaging the entire Changchun Village. Under his command, all the bandits were vulnerable. Soon, after lying down dozens of bandits wandering outside, Su Jing pointed to the wall of the factory and the mutant beast as high as six meters high punched up.

"Diet heavy -! Full power attack!!"

Under this terrifying and exaggerated force, even the nuclear explosion and two hundred years of years have resisted the exterior wall of the factory, and a large piece of it was collapsed. The sunlight outside shone into the dark and dirty factory area, and the bandits retreated inside roared in panic.

"Do you want to go down and help the boss?" Crova asked.

"...No. I think the boss doesn't need us to help now. Even if he goes on, he will probably be punched by the crazy boss and mutants." Yuroki sighed and decided to act according to the orders arranged by Su Jing before.

It’s not that Yuroki is so servile that he is so respectful to such an airborne boss. It’s really too common sense to be so madman. Yuroki feels that he can never touch his bottom line, invulnerable, super agile, crazy and bold vision and action, and behavioral logic beyond ordinary people’s imagination... Betrayal of such a person requires courage, and this is something Yuroki doesn’t have yet.

Of course, the main reason is that he has no way to escape Su Jing's control. Life and death are in the hands of others, and Yuroki doesn't want to die yet. Especially he knows that there are many ways in the world that can make a life worse than death, and he is sure that the new boss has outstanding imagination and action in this regard.

The team of more than one hundred people began to spread out, and the new slaves holding guns were swearing their anger and supervising each other. Su Jing had already made it clear. Whoever dared to run away, all the people who were composed into a group would die. One group would run away, the whole group would die, and one group would run away, and the hundred people would wait for their heads to land. Before this harsh law of joint-sitting, even the newly joined bandits had to aim at their former companions with guns.

Below, Su Jing and the mutant beast had almost collapsed half of the wall. Several robbers came out with heavy weapons, trying to use dense missiles and grenade attacks to stop the two of them from destroying the big destruction. However, Su Jing and the mutant beast cooperated perfectly. The big guy was responsible for continuing to tear down the wall, and he also raised heavy pieces of steel and concrete to smash a few unlucky guys. Su Jing used the Magnan pistol to help the robbers who were trying to resist one by one.

The slave army above the canyon saw Su Jing's domineering and wild shooting skills and began to massacre again, with different expressions. The newly joined slave army just felt that it was magical, while the slave hunter who had experienced it in Lost Paradise was pale and remembered the day when blood was flowing.

After Su Jing shot a missile flying in the air with one shot, the robbers' confidence finally collapsed. The remaining people fled into the underground tunnel. The mutant beast seemed to be addicted to demolishing the walls. After demolishing the front wall, it began to demolish the side walls, as if it didn't want to give up without leveling the entire factory.

"Continue to demolish it, good guy, you'll feel good about it." Su Jing jumped off its head and walked into the entrance of the underground tunnel. This entrance was too narrow and the mutant beast could not enter at all.

He unplugged the electronic speaker from his waist and knocked on the wall twice. After confirming that the broken thing could continue to work, he entered the tunnel and shouted inside:

[This is the second time to persuade surrender. Surrender. You can still have the opportunity to get freedom, supplies and even honor as warriors. If you don’t surrender, I will let you taste what the iron fist is, which is tragic, dead without a complete corpse, destroyed and humiliated... I am serious. There is also a six-meter-high mutant beast and an armed force of hundreds of people outside. You don’t have any chance. The entire Lost Paradise is in my hands. It’s no big deal to surrender to me. This is the Dark Monarch Su Jing speaking. Again, this is the Dark Monarch... Forget it. I want a better title.]

Su Jing stepped into the small square and base underground in Changchun Village casually. As soon as he walked out, he pointed more than thirty guns at him.

"You bastards, if you want to survive, you put down your guns. The number of times I have been pointed at the head with a gun in the past few days is simply more than the times you have experienced, so I am not interested in this welcome ceremony now." Although it is only one person, Su Jing's momentum exceeds the sum of all the bandits in the entire underground square. The person holding the gun has an illusion that contrary to the current situation, it seems that this inexplicable man is controlling the entire situation.

"Let's put down your guns. Dear friends, he has only one person, so why not listen to what he says first."

A middle-aged man in an ordinary jacket turned out from a corner. His words seemed very convincing. The more than thirty guns were slowly put down.

"Smiling Jack? I've heard Yuroki say you many times?" Su Jing inserted the electronic speaker back to his waist and stretched out his hand.

"Yuroki? Hahaha, I wonder how my old friend is now?" Jack and Su Jing shook hands with smile. Su Jing could feel that the tide in his hands were sweaty, and shook his hand unhappily.

"The boots he wiped for me this morning are good at craftsmanship."

Jack smiled and seemed to take this sentence seriously. He bent down and looked at Su Jing's boots, and exclaimed: "What a good pair of boots. I have been living in the wasteland for so many years. I have never seen boots of this style and material. It doesn't look like it was produced in the post-war world... This foreign friend, you are not a local from the waste city. If the waste had outstanding people like you before, he would never have made his mark today."

Everyone likes to hear good words. Su Jing rubbed the corners of his eyes complacently. This old man is worthy of being called a smiling Jack. Not only is his observational ability, but he also speaks flatteringly.

"I am so lucky to see a talent like you... I have been in my life. If I can follow you to do my next career, I will never be in vain in my life. Look, if you say you want us to surrender, we do take you and that mutant... and the more than a hundred good guys you mentioned outside... We really have no choice. State in advance that I am just a small businessman, doing two small transactions, that is, I have to laugh at everyone, and no one can offend me. If you ask me to join, it will be absolutely fine, but how to convince so many brothers and sisters here is your problem."

Jack bent over and stepped aside respectfully. Su Jing walked to the center of the square without any concession, where there was a pool table. He jumped up in one step, coughed twice, and raised the microphone:

"You scum! Scum! The shame of humanity!! From today on, I will be your new boss!! Why do you ask? I can fight more than you combined!!" Su Jing threw off his shirt, revealing a streamlined muscle line. Then he threw two Magnan pistols on the pool table and shouted: "Whatever weapon you use, I only use empty hands. Whether it is a one-on-one fight, wheel battle or you go together, it doesn't matter if you use missiles to bomb! Come on! Who can defeat me? Come on, you scum!!"

Someone first let out a roar, and a strong man two meters tall pounced on him and overturned the pool table with Su Jing. However, the black-haired young man had a toe and fell lightly behind the man's back, and then a neat round kick kicked the man's waist. It seemed that his strength was not strong, but the strong man flew out directly.

After being strengthened by the FEV virus he transformed, Su Jing's muscle strength is equivalent to a leader-level super mutant. Compared with warriors who wear high-level power armor, the enhanced nervous system allows him to fully control this wild violence and exert every minute of destructive power. As a melee warrior, his only shortcoming now is that he has not systematically learned a fighting skill, and he relies entirely on combat instinct to promote his actions.

The remaining bandits started to clamor, and three or four more bandits picked up simple weapons such as baseball bats or billiards and rushed up. Su Jing grinned and cut off the billiards with a knife. Then he held half of the wooden pole and directly pierced the white man's stomach. He then made up his feet and let him rest. Then he turned around and kicked the man with a baseball bat away.

A beer bottle bloomed on his forehead. Su Jing shook his head and punched the sneak attacker in the face. Amid the crisp sound of a fracture, the man fell down with blood. Somewhere, a gunshot sound came from, and the shotgun bullet flew over Su Jing's side abdomen. Su Jing sneered, picked up the billiard ball beside him and threw it over. The quick billiard ball was stuffed into the mouth of the man holding the shotgun, and he punched half of his rotten teeth into his stomach.

"Continue! Why can't I help but fight?! I'll give me twenty more!! I'll warm up again!!" Su Jing's blood boiled all over his body, and even his cold side brain whistled. The destructive instinct was deeply embedded in the genes of every creature! Unfortunately, he still had to keep his strength and could not put too heavy killers, otherwise there would have been blood here.

Four people fell down one after another, and hundreds of people in the remaining square started to clamor. People who were closer to him turned over and entered the venue. More than a dozen people who didn't know if they were too much rushed forward. Su Jing laughed wildly, but instead rushed forward.

Knee hit, elbow hit, head hammer, fist... The group of crazy bandits who were left with only a mad band were not his enemies at all. After knocking down the four or five people in the front, Su Jing was surrounded by a circle of people. After several heavy hits, Su Jing started to rudely and directly grabbed the strongest black bandit, raised him high, and threw it out. The bandit flew more than ten meters away, knocked over a wine table and two onlookers.

Su Jing felt that the hot magma was flowing in his blood. He heard the roar of a storm in his ears. He no longer could tell who was rushing in front of him. He just needed to knock down these weak sandbags one by one, hit the weak points, break bones, and fight back joints... More and more people fell at his feet, and the opponent's weapons were also upgraded, from sticks to daggers, to hunting rifles and assault rifles...

Su Jing kicked a broken grenade away with one kick, and the round grenade fell into the crowd and exploded, lying down a large area of ​​people. He was about to calm down so that he would not be overkill. Suddenly, a ball of flames sprayed at him, and a woman carrying a flamethrower fuel tank cursed and sprayed flames at him.

"See if you still die!?"

The figure bathed in the flames made a little defensive action at the beginning, and then Su Jing, who was on fire, walked up step by step and pinched the nozzle of the ejector.

"Do you think I'm dead?"
Chapter completed!