Chen Chen grinned, "You're such a frog in a well. There's so much you don't know. What, can't beat me, so you resort to poison? Useless."
Daniel quickly calmed down from his shock. He sneered, "So what if the poison didn't work? This is my territory, and these are my people. No matter how good you are at fighting, it won't matter. Guys, show him what we've got!"
At his command, a dozen thugs in various outfits pulled out baseball bats, Iron Rods, and other weapons from all corners, grinning at Chen Chen. What caught Chen Chen's attention was that some of them were even brandishing Pistols and Submachine Guns.
"Peaceful America, shoot 'em up every day," it's true!
Chen Chen licked his lips, "Daniel, you're asking for death!"
"Still talking tough? Get him! Break his limbs first, then hang him up and torture him slowly!"
With Daniel's signal, all the Thugs charged forward, quickly surrounding Chen Chen.
Daniel's smile twisted into a grimace. "I'm the one who usually does the taking, not the other way around. You've got guts, kid. I'm going to make you pay!"
With that, Daniel put all his strength into a punch aimed at Chen Chen's jaw.
"Argh!"
However, the shocking thing was that it wasn't Chen Chen who cried out in pain, but Daniel.
Daniel felt as if his fist hadn't hit flesh and blood, but rather a sheet of iron. It was incredibly hard, and the recoil caused excruciating pain in his fingers. Some of his fingers were even visibly twisted and broken.
Before Chen Chen upgraded to the third rank of Demonman, even sharp iron nails could barely pierce his body. The increase in his Demonman rank had further enhanced his body's defense and strength, so the consequences of Daniel's punch were not hard to understand.
Daniel was in agony, but Chen Chen was as if nothing had happened, tilting his chin and shaking his head, sighing, "You don't even have the strength to hit someone. How can you even make a living as a Thug?"
Daniel was enraged. "Get him! Use your weapons!"
The surrounding Thugs instantly swarmed forward, drawing out their prepared Iron Rods and bringing them down on Chen Chen's head.
Chen Chen didn't dodge, allowing these attacks to land on him. Even when he took several Cripple-the-Lineage Kicks to his lower body, he neither dodged nor avoided them.
As a Demonman, he had no such thing as a weak point.
Inside and out, every inch of his skin, even his eyes and groin, had the same level of defense and resistance to blows as the rest of his body, with no difference.
Moreover, Chen Chen also possessed an even more astonishing self-healing ability. Even if a bomb were stuffed into his stomach and detonated from the inside out, Chen Chen would be restored in an instant.
Being reasonably beaten up by a dozen people at the same time, Chen Chen even squinted his eyes, comfortably accepting the information sent by the system.
'Energy 8'
'Energy 9'
'Energy 11'
Hitting people is also an extremely tiring activity. Before long, the Thugs were panting, and the force and frequency of their attacks inevitably weakened.
Noticing the decrease in energy input, Chen Chen was displeased. He mocked, "A bunch of wimps, you don't even know how to fight. You still want to be gangsters? Go home and drink milk."
These words made the Thugs regain some strength out of nowhere and they began to swing wildly again.
Seeing that Chen Chen not only didn't fall under the siege of the crowd, but also looked like he was enjoying himself, Daniel's expression darkened. He gritted his teeth, pulled out a Dagger from his waist, and in the chaos, repeatedly stabbed Chen Chen.
Chen Chen felt a pain on his body, like a needle prick. He was startled and immediately checked the painful spot, but there was no wound. Only then did he feel relieved.
Daniel, who was in his prime, used all his strength to stab and slash, but he couldn't even pierce Chen Chen's skin.
However, this action completely enraged Chen Chen. Coincidentally, the Thugs' strength was beginning to wane again, unable to provide him with energy efficiently.
This made Chen Chen determined to fight back. He threw a punch, slamming it into the face of a Thug in front of him. Under the terrifying force, the man's nasal bone shattered, and he was sent flying three or four meters away, instantly losing consciousness.
Then, with a Dragon Tail Kick, he kicked the person behind him in the chest. Amidst the sound of ribs cracking that made people's teeth ache, the Thug vomited blood and fell backward.
Daniel's teeth were chattering: "He's a De... Demonman!"
He had stabbed Chen Chen several times, but Chen Chen was still as lively as a dragon and a tiger, completely unscathed. Besides the word "Demonman," he couldn't think of any other words.
"Demonman?" Chen Chen grinned at him. The ability to control his cell form allowed his mouth to stretch to his ears, making it exceptionally terrifying and creepy.
"Whatever you say, I'm going to send you to see Satan!"
After saying that, he instantly came in front of the other Thugs, snatched a Steel Rod with a backhand, and swept it out. Those Thugs didn't expect Chen Chen's speed to be so fast. They were shocked and tried to block his attack with the weapons in their hands.
Boom, boom, boom...!!!
These Thugs closest to Chen Chen were all sent flying by his immense strength. Then, Chen Chen closed in and swung the Steel Rod, striking them. Immediately, screams of agony filled the air. The ground was covered with rolling, wailing figures, their limbs twisted at unnatural angles.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Biubiubiu~
From the outer perimeter, a Thug with a Pistol saw what happened and quickly aimed and fired at Chen Chen. Several bullets pierced Chen Chen's body, the most lethal one passing directly through his brow.
Chen Chen's body collapsed.
"Hahahaha, it's the twenty-first century now. Even if you're a Demonman, you'll have to yield to the firearms invented by humans!"
Daniel, seeing this, finally exhaled in relief. He walked forward, laughing heartily. At that moment, he, who had always been ignorant, sincerely thanked the scientists who invented firearms.
Just as he was about to put a few more shots into Chen Chen's body, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle. Daniel was startled and instinctively looked down, only to see Chen Chen, his brow hollow, staring at him intently. His mouth was also opening and closing.
"I died so miserably!!"
"Oh my god! He revived! He's not dead yet!" Daniel's hairs stood on end. He ran back, sobbing and crawling, and only felt slightly more secure after rejoining the other Thugs.
"Boring, not even fun," Chen Chen stood up, looking uninterested. The gunshot wound between his eyebrows was slowly healing.
"Shoot him!" Daniel yelled.
The remaining few Thugs were terrified by this scene. Without Daniel urging them, they raised their firearms and opened fire together.
Bullets flew everywhere, constantly piercing through Chen Chen's body. Soon, dozens of bullet holes appeared on him—limbs, torso, neck, and head, all riddled with dense holes.
"Energy 1"
'Energy 0.8'
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