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Chapter 1183 - 982: The Man Who Deceived Fate

Chapter 1183: Chapter 982: The Man Who Deceived Fate

Something must have happened.

As a top-level Agent for the Anomaly Investigation Bureau, Angle-Safron was sure he could distinguish whether he was holding a real gun or a prank prop throughout his journey here. Yet too many bizarre events had occurred today that even the thought of his firearm suddenly turning into a prank prop didn’t seem far-fetched.

From the equally shocked expression on Benjamin’s face, it was clear this wasn’t his doing.

"Creative trick, but I no longer have time to waste here with you,"

Benjamin said.

The smoke in the distance lingered, and the remote monitoring links that his partner had entrusted to him had also been cut off by the explosion. He needed to head to the scene immediately to understand the real cause of this unusual explosion.

However, the persistent Investigative Bureau Agent, Angle-Safron, was determined not to let him have his way.

Just like countless blockbusters filmed by Kolo Film Industry had shown, when it comes to the ending, villains and protagonists always encounter each other in a narrow path after losing their firearms, leading to an inevitable fistfight.

Benjamin dropped his calm facade and became noticeably agitated as he struck the first blow.

Yes.

The mysterious partner’s sudden intervention had made everything too smooth, causing him to overlook the looming threat.

For instance, the murderer who killed the executive of the United Government’s military industry was still at large.

It was unprecedented for the United Government to deploy the Counter-Intelligence Department, Terror Response Team, along with the military industry’s intelligence system, and yet not a single clue about the killer could be uncovered. Adding on the Anomaly Investigation Bureau and the Homeland Security Bureau, it meant that nearly all the upper echelons of the United Government had been mobilized.

This was an "event" like never before.

However, in this event, what they faced seemed like a real Ghost.

Qi Yun.

Benjamin thought of this name, belatedly realizing that this young girl was surely more than just a four-star rescuer; she must be hiding other secrets.

These "Ghosts" were undoubtedly targeting her.

"No way!"

Angle did not back down, coming at him head-on.

If this had been a close-quarters combat ring, Benjamin wouldn’t consider Angle-Safron any threat given the disparity in their weight classes, which couldn’t be bridged by skill alone, let alone against someone who came from the harsh environments of a Neutral Country. How could he lose to someone who had never even been on a battlefield?

Reality was not like the films produced by Kolo Film Industry filled with personal heroism, nor did it ever adhere to the melody of justice always prevailing.

That should have been the case.

However, Angle’s sudden elongation of his right fist caught him off guard.

The punch wasn’t particularly strong, but it solidly hit his nose, and what baffled Benjamin was the impact of the punch which completely contradicted the force behind it.

He clearly saw Angle’s right hand suddenly extend like stretchable rubber for several meters. After taking the punch, his body uncontrollably flew backward, crashing into a table, and objects like unfinished pizzas scattered over him.

He noticed the change in Angle’s expression, even the other party seemed surprised by the power of the punch.

A bizarre thought suddenly crossed Benjamin’s mind.

The surreal moment they just experienced, seemed like something straight out of a comic book.

"Outside" entertainment was quite rare, and reading comics was one of his few pleasures.

Suddenly strengthened limbs during a fight and being hit so hard that one flies ten meters back were all exaggerated expressions commonly found in comics.

Was Angle-Safron a Psychic?

No.

Benjamin quickly dismissed the thought. If he could freely control such power, Angle wouldn’t have shot a cartoon clown showing a mocking smile from the barrel.

The ability was triggered by someone else, and Angle had just realized the changes caused by the ability sooner than him.

Reconsidering the explosion that happened earlier, and the heavily damaged business center building in the distance, he suddenly realized the true activation point of the ability must be on the highway a few blocks away.

The ability’s range was enough to cover several blocks, even altering the physical rules of reality.

Benjamin found it hard to imagine what kind of terrifying Psychic he was dealing with.

But...

This power obviously wasn’t activated against him, and Angle had proven by his actions that once the principles were understood, this world that became akin to a comic could actually become an advantage for him.

Considering this, Benjamin grabbed a painting that was slowly falling from the wall to the floor, originally a decoration in the hotel. Seemingly affected by some unknown power, the painting floated down at an unusually slow speed, inspiring him.

First, he used splinters of wood as projectiles thrown at Angle, then took advantage of Angle’s dodging to grab and swing the painting toward the direction of the glass.

The bulletproof glass seemed to have its properties altered by the power, and he easily broke through it. Accompanied by the evening wind, the painting turned into a glider just as he had imagined.

Benjamin immediately judged the situation: if their world had turned into a comic scene, engaging in hand-to-hand combat with Angle was undoubtedly the most foolish decision.

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