Razor raised his fist, face grim, and aimed it at Sam Li.
"Get him—!"
As soon as he gave the order, all the Mountain Lion Gang members—except Jane—rushed forward.
At the same time, Razor shouted toward a shattered wall nearby, "Dog King! Quit playing dead!"
Right after he said it, the rubble began to stir.
Dog King, who had just been hurled into the ruins by Sam, slowly crawled back up.
As he stood, he growled, "Damn it... I'm gonna beat him to a pulp..."
No time to brush off the dust—he grabbed his spiked club and charged straight at Sam.
In moments, the gang had completely surrounded Sam—everyone except Jane and Razor hung back.
Things were spiraling beyond Jane's expectations. She wanted to intervene, but it was too late.
...
Despite being surrounded, Sam stayed calm as ever. Watching the thugs close in, he smiled faintly.
"I told you... you're the ones surrounded."
With that, he lightly raised one foot—and stomped the ground.
Suddenly, the entire structure trembled. The unfinished building shook so violently it nearly collapsed.
Before the gang could react, Sam issued a silent command to the Geo energy gathered beneath him.
In response, the ground cracked open. Stones surged upward, morphing under elemental influence into humanoid figures—each bearing a faint resemblance to Sam.
As more Geo converged, the number of stone avatars multiplied rapidly.
One. Two. Three... In seconds, there were two dozen, maybe more.
The surreal scene froze the gang in place.
Seeing the panic in their eyes, Razor roared, "They're just rocks! Don't panic—kill him!"
But even Razor himself was panicking now.
At first, he'd thought Sam was some rich young heir—figured he could make a fortune ransoming him.
But this... this was something else.
Now money was the last thing on his mind. He wanted Sam dead—fast.
Unfortunately, it wouldn't be that easy.
Just as the gang lunged forward, the stone clones moved too—launching a coordinated counterattack.
With a single punch, one of them sent a gang member flying several meters.
Reality started to sink in.
"Boss! These stone statues... they're alive!"
"Such strength—how?! How is he controlling them?!"
"He's not human! Run! He's not human—he's a monster!"
"Boss Razor! Help me—!"
...
They tried to flee—but it was already too late.
Just like Sam had said, they were the ones surrounded.
The stone clones encircled them, leaving no room to escape. No matter how they struggled, they couldn't break through.
Even Dog King, proud of his strength, couldn't handle the onslaught.
The scene shattered Razor's worldview completely.
How could one person bring down the entire Mountain Lion Gang?
What were these animated statues? Why were they obeying Sam's commands? How could one man wield such power?
Razor stood frozen.
And then instinct took over.
He had to run.
If he escaped, the Mountain Lion Gang could be rebuilt—with Miss Sarah's help, they could rise again.
Hearing the desperate screams of his men, Razor's will crumbled. He didn't even think of fighting back.
He didn't try to save them.
He just ran.
But he'd barely taken two steps when someone blocked his path.
It was Jane.
She, too, was stunned by Sam's display. At first, she hadn't believed he could take on the whole gang—but after witnessing those rock clones, she believed.
So she acted—stopping Razor before he could flee.
Razor's face hardened. "Jane. What are you doing?"
Jane raised her hand, a small blade spinning casually at her fingertip. She smiled. "Arresting you, of course."
His expression darkened. "You're Public Security?"
He'd taken every precaution.
Yet he never imagined the Bureau would plant an agent right beside him.
Then it all clicked.
Why the Bureau showed up so fast.
There was a mole.
Furious, Razor raised his massive fist.
Across from him, Jane stood ready, eyes wide.
Razor sneered. "Scared now? Too late. I'll take you out before I leave."
Jane didn't flinch. "You might want to look behind you first."
Razor snorted. "Trying tricks now? This ends here. Time to send you to hell—!"
He threw a punch—
But Jane didn't dodge.
She just stared past him, eyes full of shock.
And then—
A massive stone fist slammed into Razor's back, hurling him dozens of meters into a wall.
CRASH.
The wall exploded into rubble.
Groaning, Razor tried to rise—and saw a towering rock giant, nearly three meters tall, standing where he had just been.
Jane hadn't lied.
There really was a stone colossus behind him.
Fear and rage twisted Razor's face.
When had the mighty leader of the Mountain Lion Gang ever been humiliated like this?
Before he could get to his feet, the giant was on him.
It raised its arm and struck his armor with a thunderous punch.
The once-sturdy plate crumpled inward.
Four more crushing blows followed before Sam finally called the creature off.
Razor—once arrogant and defiant—now lay sprawled in the ruins like a lifeless sack of meat, staring up in terror as Sam calmly approached.
He tried to crawl away.
But before he could even twitch a finger, another punch hammered his armor.
Sam stepped beside him and said calmly, "Covered in armor like an Ethereal... You really do look like an iron turtle."
Razor's lips trembled, but he couldn't form a word.
He still didn't understand what had happened.
Where those statues came from.
Why they obeyed Sam.
How one man could possess such overwhelming strength.
What kind of monster had he kidnapped?
Even the Public Security Bureau hadn't been able to crush the Mountain Lion Gang.
So how had Sam Li, alone, taken them all down?
...