The group of guards already aiming at him fired without hesitation.
Bang~ Bang~ Bang~
dadadadadada~
Ringo didn't care, but this time he didn't want a fight where he would charge straight in and destroy everything. This time it was about learning, about avoiding damage. So he dodged, faster than they could follow, his figure flickering as he ran at high speed, advancing to the right.
-It's a Super! Damn it! Kill him! Call the Leader!
-Die, you bastard!
-Aaaaah!
Bang Bang Bang~
dadadadadada~
The sounds of heavy rifles and machine guns continued to ring out in a mad cacophony of steel and gunpowder, Ringo even had to lower his hearing due to the heavy noise pollution.
Ringo punched the first guard in the chest, sending him flying, hitting a tree. The tree shook as the accumulated snow fell on the body, its chest sunk in.
Ringo didn't even look at the fallen figure and dodged more bullets. He opened his mouth and used Penetrate against enemies for the first time.
His mouth opened as he greedily sucked in air, then he let out a scream, sending a shockwave of air hurtling toward the group.
-Fusssss! Ro! Dah! - Of course, Ringo couldn't resist the joke, so "Penetrate" ended up coming out as "Fus! Ro! Dah!", which led Ringo to seriously consider naming this attack that way, besides being similar, it looks really cool!
The irony is that besides making the target fall from a great height to their death, the damage of a complete "Fus! Ro! Dah!" was always pretty mediocre, actually killing with this move gave him a very satisfying feeling.
It was like giving Bethesta a middle finger! Ringo wanted to shout. - "See, now that's a quality Shout! No more sending targets flying dozens of meters and then getting back up as if nothing had happened!"
He could already hear the Skyrim soundtrack in his head and he began to hum it as he saw the aftermath of his attack.
The damage was both disorienting and physical. The group was thrown backward, their eardrums shattered, and they were already dead before they even fell.
Up above, at the gate, the group clutched their ears in pain, even without direct damage, they still suffered the side effects.
Ringo's ability with sound waves was steadily improving. It's not a super ability, so the growth is minimal. However, he uses this ability constantly, damaging his vocal cords and lungs. They heal and evolve over time, thus steadily increasing his sonic ability.
Ringo charged the gate and let out an infrasonic scream. The wall began to shake fiercely as the steel creaked and broke. Within 10 seconds, the gate collapsed in on itself as he calmly entered.
His throat ached a bit after using so much force, but it quickly healed and improved with the use of his power. Inside, a group of cars approached. From the roof, turrets began firing as the new group cursed and advanced at high speed. He advanced with a smile, dodging everything. Not a single bullet had hit him so far. This encouraged him, but considering they were all ordinary people with only bullets, he didn't feel too smug.
He punched the engine of the first car, but this was a bad idea, causing an explosion that threw him into the air.
Booom clank clank~
He took no damage, just got a little disoriented, the move did some damage to his clothes. He wanted to see what would happen, but he regretted doing it.
Falling to the ground with his knees bent, he advanced again, this time using the momentum to kick the side of a car, causing it to crash into another, generating another explosion.
BOOOM~
The groups continued to arrive, and he massacred them until finally a Super appeared.
It was his target, a yellow man dressed in a black winter outfit with a black half-mask over his mouth, even his hair hidden by the hood.
-Who are you?! You Bastard! - He roared as he advanced, a beam of ice aiming straight at him, faster than he expected. Ringo's eyes widened and he dodged to the side at the last moment.
This surprised him, but then again, this was his first fight against a D Grade Super.
The man was also surprised, his ice beam is so fast that most D Grades can't even dodge it before being frozen, which made him even more cautious. -Did Ordina send you?!
Ringo ignored him. He charged forward excitedly, the man scoffed before firing two bolts of lightning, one at him and the other at the ground. As he dodged, the ground around him turned into an ice rink, and his right foot was frozen in the process. He easily detached it, even though it cost him his boot.
Laughing excitedly, he opened his mouth and used Penetrate again.
-FUSSSS! RO! DAH!
The wave of air rushed toward Zhou Ming's surprised eyes. The fact is, although Penetrate is slower than the ice bolt, its range is much larger, and the sound itself travels faster than air, hitting him first. As he tried to dodge it, his face pained, clutching his ears, he was sent flying.
He screamed in pain as his ear bled and he slammed against the hard ground after flying dozens of meters.
He nearly fainted, his face showing fear as he tried to get up, but Ringo was already above him, smiling excitedly, his foot raised. Zhou Ming tried to say. -Wait...!
-No. - But unfortunately, his sentence never ended, a kick sent him into a long nap.
-Well, that was fun. - He breathed heavily as he adjusted his glasses. He assessed the damage: his shirt was partially burned, a large hole in his right pant leg, only the top of his left boot remained...
Physical damage? None.
Sighing, he used his hearing to scan the area and found nothing. He wouldn't kill Zhou Ming. The value of a dead target is 20% less than his alive value, unless the sign says "Only Dead."
Of course, he didn't care that much about the money, but dragging a head around seems pretty disgusting.
So he tied him up first and then began searching the base, killing stragglers.
He didn't feel guilty this time. They weren't defenseless civilians, they were combatants. They fought, they died, that's it.
After taking care of the outside, he invaded the base, with his echolocation any hiding place was turned upside down and in the end, he discovered something while exploring, this base was a disguised processing center, further north were oil extraction fields and this base processed the oil before transporting it away in trucks.
He also discovered that Zhou Ming was a fugitive from the Ordina military, but that interested him even less. He wasn't interested in the oil, but there were those who were. He called the Victoria Hotel to try to find a sales channel, but he was surprised when a Dark Net executive showed up by helicopter half a day later.
The man, dressed in a suit despite the freezing cold, raised an eyebrow. The other side also looked at him with narrowed eyes.
-Death Scream? - The man asked.
Ringo nodded as the two puppies on his legs watched the strange group warily. -Yeah.
The man glanced at the puppies before look away disinterestedly. -My name is Borges, where's the well?
Ringo pointed north. - I don't know, about 10 kilometers from the base, but there's probably some slave labor going on there.
The man nodded, a little confused as to why he hadn't gone to look, but that was better for them, "Death Scream" seemed uninterested.
The man waved to the group, who took the helicopter and went to look for it, while Borges looked at him. - What do you want? Or should we wait for our people to analyze the well before ordering?
-No need, I'm not interested in staying here. Just give me 10% of the profits regularly and upgrade my rank to ghost. - Ringo shrugged, he wasn't interested in discussing business while he could be improving himself.
The man was confused, but nodded, inside, however, he was very happy that Ringo was easy to talk to. -I'll pass your first request to the organization, the second, however... - He gave him an embarrassed look.
Ringo unleashed his aura and pointed to the still-uncleaned carnage around him. -Don't you think I'm strong enough?
The man broke out in a cold sweat immediately, his inner happiness being extinguished quickly as he realized the gravity of the situation, he hadn't felt like this since he'd felt that man's power!
-S-sir, it's okay, I'll inform headquarters. - Borges breathed a sigh of relief as Ringo withdrew his aura. He looked at the mess around him and Ringo's unharmed body and thought it wouldn't be difficult to approve.
That evening, Ringo received confirmation for both requests. He boarded a helicopter with Borges and his two wolf bears, ready to begin his next training.
He returned to Raylen with Borges before catching a plane back to the Southern Continent. Borges helped him exchange Zhou Ming's reward, and he received a notice from the bank. His bank balance was already over six million, and he would receive dividends from the oil well in the future.
Who had owned the oil well before? That was something the Dark Net should worry about.