Chapter 117 - 114: Collapse
"Su Mo!"
After landing, Su Mo heard Li Qian calling her and rushed over with all her might. She wouldn’t waste even a short one-second opportunity, replacing her Tang Blade with the Flat Pot the moment her opponent regained consciousness, slamming the pot over his face.
"Bang" – the superpower user’s vision went dark, a gush of blood pouring from his nose as he collapsed limply onto the ground.
Over at Lu Chen’s side, no help was needed; with his superior combat experience, all four men lay on the ground, their ankles broken, howling in pain.
The Cold Ice dissipated, leaving behind only a puddle of water and the last trembling man with a gun.
Ling Fang, clutching her son, shrank back into a corner, a look of despair in her eyes: "Kill me if you must, but leave my son alone."
Su Mo didn’t even glance at her, walking straight to the man she had intentionally left conscious. She extended her pale, soft palm toward him with a smile, "The keys to the door, if you please."
The man, shivering, went to the unconscious Wood Element Superpower User’s side and took a bunch of keys to hand them over. As Su Mo took them, the last thing his consciousness registered was the Flat Pot coming straight at his face.
The woman with the middle-parted hair in Building No. 3 felt a fluctuation in her spiritual power and immediately stood up, instructing the people behind her: "They are stealing our oil! Take them back!"
The people behind her obeyed, with a group splitting off to carry out the command.