Chapter 532: If Liang Kun says to use a shovel, then he must use a shovel
The gunmen in the living room were all experienced fighters who had fought their way out of a pile of dead bodies. They could be said to be the most powerful fighting force under Wei Dongguo.
Even though these younger brothers have families and assets and are living a good life, they are not as courageous and aggressive now, but when faced with threats, they are still a group of bloodthirsty wolves.
But what these bloodthirsty wolves have to face today are not the little sheep that they bullied and exploited in the past.
Instead, the house was blown up for no reason, and a ferocious beast came with a belly full of anger and murderous intent.
When people started dying in the living room, the feast of killing had already begun.
Perhaps he felt that it was not worth using Holy Light against these guys, or perhaps he was planning to relive the close combat of the past where victory or defeat was a matter of moments and life or death was the only thing on the line. This time, Mo Cheng simply used his physical fitness to carry out a massacre.
The figure disappeared like a ghost, and when people caught sight of him again, Mo Cheng was standing upside down with one finger as support, tapping the spine of one of the gunmen.
The weight of the whole body is concentrated on one point, creating tremendous pressure through this finger and transmitting it to the entire spine in an instant.
Gla!
Gla!
Gla!
The continuous sound of bones cracking sounded more like the sound of firecrackers exploding. The gunman fell to the ground without even being able to say a word.
As the gunman's body collapsed, water stains and a foul stench flowed out from his crotch.
The moment all the spinal bones were broken, the gunman lost all control over his body. When a person's spine suffers irreparable damage, his fate is either "waste" or "death".
And many times, the two choices actually mean the same thing.
Thanks to Mo Cheng's subtle control over his strength, the gunman did not die even though his spine was completely destroyed.
This is Mo Cheng's kindness, or perhaps malice.
Let the gunman die wailing in endless pain.
Mo Cheng's figure was moving at a speed beyond the visual limit of the people present. He picked up the knife used to peel fruit on the table, and then, based on his understanding of the human body structure, he began a slow slicing.
In the living room, a storm of blades blew up.
Every gust of wind is the sharpest and thinnest blade, which continuously cuts everyone's flesh. Every slice of meat cut by the knife is as thin as a cicada's wing and even translucent.
How many cuts did it take?
One hundred? One thousand? Ten thousand?
These people don’t know that they can only feel the pain bestowed by Mo Cheng and wait for death to come as a relief.
No matter whether he is a so-called gangster boss or a new industrialist, in front of the peeling knife, there is only one path and one ending.
After the storm, only a dozen skeletons covered in a thin layer of flesh and blood were left on the ground, with their internal organs clearly visible.
They had lost all the strength to resist, were unable to make a sound, could not close their eyes, and all they could do was wait.
Waiting for Mo Cheng's mercy.
Mercifully grant them a quick death.
But is this possible?
The answer is obviously no. Mo Cheng never shows any mercy, at least not to his enemies.
Moreover, compared to these guys who were almost dead except for being alive, Mo Cheng was more interested in the duo, one black and one white, who were still relatively intact in the living room.
At this time, both of them were covered with a metal layer as thin as a shirt. The metal layer was flowing with colorful light, forming a force field faintly.
It was this force field that allowed these two people to survive.
"Illegal mecha master?"
Mecha masters need certification from the Earth Peace Organization and must be re-verified every three to five years. For people, the profession of mecha master itself represents the fastest way to cross classes.
Therefore, the qualifications for obtaining a professional mecha technician are extremely strict. At the same time, the peace organization even has laws that stipulate that it is a crime for people or organizations without the qualifications of a mecha technician to possess a mecha.
The minimum penalty for his crime is life imprisonment, while the maximum penalty is execution on the spot without trial.
But a lot of times, the more you try to ban something, the more loopholes will appear.
So illegal mecha masters were born, guys who obtained mechas for various reasons and had to become bandits because they violated the law.
There are strong and weak illegal mecha masters. The weak ones are killed as soon as they get the mecha, while the strong ones are still alive and well and the Earth Peace Organization has not been able to deal with them.
Mo Cheng threw away the knife with a bent blade in his hand and sat on the sofa. "Go ahead, let me see if you have the qualifications to survive."
When he came to this world and faced the local characteristic professions for the first time, Mo Cheng also wanted to know what level of mecha profession he could handle now.
"You cost us two million per person."
The white man, who was already wearing the mecha, had a gloomy face. Wei Dongguo had become like this, so the mission .
Moreover, Mo Cheng killed someone in front of them. If they had not dressed in time, they would probably have ended up like Wei Dongguo.
"Stop talking nonsense and use all your strength." Mo Cheng pointed at Wei Dongguo and others standing beside him, "Otherwise, your fate will not be much better than theirs."
Needless to say, the two mechas stretched out their guns from their hands and directly poured out fire, spewing out tongues of fire trying to tear Mo Cheng to pieces.
but……
With one hand, Mo Cheng's right fist glowed slightly, and then the fierce violence directly pierced through the two men.
No matter whether it was the force field device on the mecha that was strong enough to withstand continuous fire from the tank's main gun, or the metal storm on the wrist that was strong enough to tear apart anything that was not a mecha, they could not withstand Mo Cheng's fist even for a moment.
The purest and most horrific violence completely erupted in the two men's bodies, destroying the last bit of their lives.
"The lowest-level [shirt]-class mecha, with the lowest defense and attack capabilities. It has no phase transfer device, no antimatter cannon, and even no space jump function..."
Slowly pulling his arm out, ignoring the two corpses, Mo Cheng gave his final evaluation as he walked up to the second floor.
"I don't think it's as threatening as the slimes in the sewers."
He walked to Wei Dongguo and pulled out his entire head along with his spine , ending his endless pain.
Walking up the stairs, Mo Cheng casually shot a spot of light in a direction, and then the light spot passed through the barrier of the wall and landed on the forehead of the hostess of the house.
Then, she lost all vitality and lost her life without any pain.
"Hello, Auntie. It's our first meeting. I'd like to wish you a painless death."
Mo Cheng will naturally show the final mercy to those who do not take up arms.
Then, there was only one person left in the room.
Mo Cheng followed the direction of the life sensor, casually opened the locked door, and looked at the trembling figure.
"Student Wei Qiang, I'm here to ask you to clean up your house!"
Then, Wei Dongguo's spine was wrapped around his head and thrown towards Wei Qiang's head by Mo Cheng at the first cosmic speed.
With a bang, blood and brain matter exploded all over the sky. Both the father and son lost their heads and went to hell.
