Daily Evolution from Mastering Tai Chi

Immediately, the whole place was in shock.

The intense bloody smell, combined with this gruesome horrific scene,

made everyone instinctively take a few steps back.

The circle closest to Wang Ye had already been scared out of their wits.

Although most of them were battle-hardened individuals,

they had never witnessed such a bloody murder scene firsthand.

Especially at such a close distance.

They could clearly see the pained expression on the man’s face,

and the details of his neck’s flesh being crushed by the dragon claws,

with arteries, muscle, and fat mixed together, forming a mess of red and white pulp.

Even pieces of blood and flesh sprayed onto their faces and into their mouths.

Some with weaker mental fortitude even started vomiting directly.

"Fuck!"

"What is this monster!!!"

"Just now the bullet definitely hit his forehead, how could it..."

"It must have been a blank!"

"Yes, it was definitely a blank!"

"Otherwise, how could he survive being shot!"

Someone speculated that the bullet the man fired must have been a blank.

A blank refers to a bullet with only a casing, a small amount of propellant, and a primer,

without any killing power,

blanks are usually used in military exercises,

even if they hit the skin, they only leave a mark,

unless they hit a vulnerable spot like the eyes, they aren’t lethal.

Although they had previously used a rocket launcher to kill Rein, who could also withstand bullets,

he absolutely couldn’t resist so easily.

Getting shot in the head would still cause bleeding.

However, at present, this man who claimed to be Rein was only left with a white mark after being shot, his body didn’t even sway a bit.

This meant the bullet’s power to him was probably less than a flick to the forehead.

But if you blame the bullet’s issue on being a blank,

then how do you explain Wang Ye’s Dragon Scale arm, and the immense power that crushed the neck in an instant?

Although the neck is a very fragile part.

Apply a bit of force to choke or hit it, and a person can instantly pass out.

But that’s only passing out.

The neck, as an important part of the human body, has a certain toughness,

even using a sharp saw would require effort to completely cut through.

Especially the resilient carotid artery and the tough cervical bone,

even a heavy axe chop might not break them.

Yet Wang Ye actually crushed all these tissues into bits with one hand!

This grip strength probably exceeds several tons!

Thinking of this, everyone present couldn’t help but shiver.

In battle, this kind of grip strength would mean instant death.

A man who looked like a leader feigned calmness and sternly said, "Kid, if you stop now, we can still talk!"

"With things at this point, is there still a need to talk?" Wang Ye flicked away the blood in his hand, sneering.

"Aren’t you here for the Sloos Gang? Let’s make a deal, if you leave now, I can promise never to attack you again, we’ll stay out of each other’s way!" the man immediately said.

"Haha." Wang Ye suddenly laughed, his laughter strikingly out of place in the quiet hall.

But not one dared interrupt him.

A moment later, he stopped laughing,

returning to a calm demeanor.

"Alright, I’ll make you a deal too."

"What deal?" the man cautiously asked.

Wang Ye coldly said, "Now draw your gun and shoot yourself in the head, and I’ll spare all of you,

otherwise, I’ll kill everyone here."

The words were arrogant, but no one present doubted him.

Because they all believed Wang Ye truly had the capability to kill them all.

"You!" The man’s face flushed with anger immediately,

though he valued his gang, he never thought of trading his life for it.

After all, people are selfish,

no one wants to exchange their life for those unrelated.

The man gritted his teeth, "Is there no room for negotiation?"

Wang Ye said calmly, "I’ve given you a chance, go ahead."

"You bastard..."

The man was about to curse, but as he turned his head,

he suddenly saw everyone in the hall looking at him.

As if everyone was expecting him to draw the gun and shoot himself.

Because in their minds, they had no chance of winning.

The only escape now was his suicide in exchange for everyone else’s survival.

Under absolute oppression and power,

even the most loyal subordinates would betray.

This feeling of being abandoned by everyone,

chilled the man’s heart.

"A bunch of ungrateful bastards..."

"Damn, I can only rely on myself now."

The man gritted his teeth, his bloodshot eyes staring intently at Wang Ye.

Now, he could only hope the bullet that hit Wang Ye’s forehead earlier was a blank.

He chambered the bullet, quickly raised the gun, aimed at Wang Ye’s head, and shouted deeply:

"Die for me!"

Just as the man was about to pull the trigger.

Suddenly.

Sss!!!

Two beams of red laser shot out from Wang Ye’s eyes.

Instantly punching a hole through the man’s head.

Blood gushed out from the hole,

forming a small crimson stream on the ground in no time.

All at once, everyone in the hall shouted in panic:

"Fuck! Fuck!!!"

"Was that a laser?"

"Those two laser beams actually shot out from his eyes, could this guy be Superman?!"