Puff!
The bullet penetrates flesh, tearing through internal organs.
But then, an unexpected scene occurs for Chen Feng.
Tap tap tap!
Footsteps rapidly approach; the Masked Man's body sways but continues to charge forward, his breath steady, unharmed.
Whir!
The whistling fist wind quickly closes in, a thick fist heading straight for his face.
Even more so, rings of white mist spread around, and Chen Feng detects a familiar scent within them.
"Blast Fist?"
His eyes narrow, and the fist arrives.
Boom!!!
With a punch far exceeding three hundred and fifty kilograms, it hits Chen Feng's head without any obstruction.
The red light flickers like glass steel; his green-black head tilts slightly.
Then, one punch after another comes flying.
Boom boom boom!
With muffled sounds continuing, the Masked Man capitalizes on the timing, delivering continuous Chong Quan.
