Thud thud—thud thud—

The sound of knocking kept echoing, just like it was pounding on the hearts of everyone in the room. For a moment, people couldn't tell if it was the sound of their own heartbeat or the knocking.

The first to react was Lei Zhangming.

Because he was all too familiar with this sound! That annoying feeling instantly pulled his memory back to when he first met Wu Liang.

Was it the younger brother or the older brother at the door?

It doesn't matter now; the most important thing is to survive!

Boom—

A fiery flame suddenly surged from his hand. Ignoring completely whether the flames would burn others in the room, Lei Zhangming used the backdraft of the flames to propel himself swiftly to a door at the side of the hall.

Not only that, the flames precisely landed behind the red door, creating a wall of roaring fire to prevent anyone from breaking in.

"Lei Zhangming, you bastard!" the earring man shouted angrily at Lei Zhangming, who was selfishly fleeing.

The unexpected flames had just burned his arm, and only then did he realize who could be outside the door that made Lei Zhangming so terrified and ready to run.

Cursing, the earring man also threw out a set of unusually sharp nails behind the door, and his fingers gradually became sharp as well.

[Fear of Needle Stings]!

He could make anything he threw with needle-like points exceedingly sharp. Like the row of nails on the ground now, they could penetrate even steel plates, let alone shoes and feet!

At the same time, the earring man drew a specially made handgun from his waist, loading it with nail-like bullets.

The penetration power of his special bullets could probably even pierce a tank!

Boom—

Before the flames had fully burned out, the red door collapsed with a bang!

A strange man with his face shrouded in mist swaggered in.

Without any protective measures, he walked through the roaring flames, stepping over the sharp objects on the ground as if flattening them underfoot.

Wu Liang's arrogance and strength made the earring man swallow nervously.

Instinctively, he aimed the gun at Wu Liang's head and pulled the trigger.

Bang—clang—

What happened next was terrifying!

Wu Liang didn't even dodge his highly penetrating shot, nor did he stop walking. He merely raised two fingers and casually caught the bullet.

When the bullet hit his hand, it even made a crisp clanging sound, as if caught between some invincible metal.

"Heh, not bad power, has the taste of Sun Zhoushan. But why nails? Change the appearance and the power isn't as great, is it?" Wu Liang said with a smile.

Then, to the disbelief of everyone, he squeezed the nail into a small iron ball by hand and tossed it on the ground.

Watching the small iron ball roll, everyone present had only one thought in their minds—run!

Based on what they'd seen of Lei Zhangming and in previous news broadcasts, mist was Wu Liang's Awakened Ability; he wasn't even a physically enhanced type of Awakened!

He already looked terrifying without using his Awakened Ability; what if he summoned the mist?

Excluding Lei Zhangming, there were eight people in the hall, each exhibiting various changes, indicating they were all Awakened.

Just as everyone was about to show their abilities, Wu Liang's mist suddenly vanished, revealing his fair and delicate face.

"Look at me! You bastards!"

As these words were shouted, those who initially intended to escape using their Awakened Ability found themselves involuntarily struck dumb as they faced Wu Liang directly.

In their hearts, an unsettling urge and a strong desire to kill this guy right here filled them.

Wu Liang felt like a mortal enemy in their hearts, triggering a deep rejection and the urge to erase him from existence.

Various Awakened Abilities surged towards Wu Liang, making him smile.

In an instant, thick mist spread out!

All the Awakened Abilities were enveloped like dumpling fillings within the mist and vanished without a trace, as if they'd never existed.

Wu Liang, advancing unhurriedly, placed his hand on the nearest person's—the earring man's—head.

In just a moment, he'd finished reading this guy's memories, coldly stating: "Lured women into bed with money and other temptations, only to violently vent your tendencies on them, killing eighteen in total. Nice, you won't need handcuffs."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Liang brutally pulled the earring man's head off and tossed it outside the red door like rubbish.

Even though everyone else was terrified, their legs moved not to run but, in part, to subconsciously inch closer to Wu Liang, eager to hit him.

Damn it! What did this guy do to us!

Why aren't we fleeing!?

Now's the time to run!

This contradictory fear yet inability to escape made Wu Liang reflect, "Didn't expect this curse to have such benefits. Next time I fight with the Pioneers, maybe I'll try it. Maybe he'll get so angry, he'll summon his entire being to chase me."

Saying that, he approached the female Awakened, lightly placing his hand on her.

The Nightmare's terrifying mental invasion searched their memories completely, their misdeeds presented like a PowerPoint presentation.

"Heh, you're not a good person either, running underground fights for wealthy enjoyment, costing dozens of lives. Body bags should take care of it."

The next second, yet another head rolled out of the red door.

Two official post-processing staff who came with Wu Liang stood outside, trembling as they bent down to bag the heads.

These Awakened, who once held high status among ordinary people, were now as helpless as fish on a chopping board, bringing immense visual shock to the two handlers.

"Should...should you tell the journalist comrades not to pull heads anymore, we've got enough blood to deal with already..."

"Get lost, why don't you go tell him? You think I dare?"

"He's one of ours! He won't hurt you! What are you afraid of?"

"Just because he won't doesn't mean I can't be scared?"

Not going inside was actually Wu Liang's order for them. Otherwise, seeing his face under the mist might make the two assistants join the fray due to the curse's effect.

After a brief argument, more screams and Wu Liang's judgment-like words came from inside the room.

Soon after, more heads, eyes wide open in death, rolled out, making their skin crawl.

"Speaking of which...did one escape through the back door earlier? Aren't the reporter colleagues chasing him?"

"He mentioned before entering not to worry. As long as that person is still in Chengyang City, they can't escape."

"My goodness! So this is what absolute power looks like in Chengyang City. I guess the chaos will end soon!"

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