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Chapter 111 - 100: Life Energy Field, Encounter and Pursuit Again (Adding 2 more for league leader ’Xiao Ai 6’)

Chapter 111: Chapter 100: Life Energy Field, Encounter and Pursuit Again (Adding 2 more for league leader ’Xiao Ai 6’)

The bulky man flinched when he saw Brian, tall and muscular with delicate skin, and he was somewhat tempted to change direction and walk towards him.

"Boss, what’s up?"

Several followers trailing behind the bald man caught up, puzzled.

The bald man grinned, "Fun ahead."

The followers, following his gaze, also saw the tall, muscular Brian with delicate skin, exchanged helpless glances, and followed.

No choice.

Their boss was indiscriminate about his interests.

Luckily, he didn’t mess with his own brothers; otherwise, they would have run away long ago.

Initially, the bald man was smiling, but as he approached within eight meters of Brian, he vaguely felt something was amiss.

He didn’t know why.

The closer he got,

the heavier the bald man felt in his heart.

It seemed Brian’s gaze was not lecherous, but rather a deadly stare.

Until he was about four meters away from Brian.

The bald man completely stopped in his tracks.

He felt the icy gaze of the man before him, making him feel uneasy and frightened.

Seeing that he hadn’t moved,

Brian frowned and gestured towards him with a hooked finger.

After hesitating for a moment,

the bald man, avoiding Brian’s gaze and after acknowledging his companions, jogged up to Brian and respectfully said, "Hello, I am Rattlesnake Merck, I hold some clout here. Can I help you with anything?"

Brian was secretly astonished.

Damn, besides being an Enchanting Demon to males, the special pheromones I emit are also effective on the same sex!

Could this be considered a form of swagger?

Brian glanced at the bulge around the waist of the bald man, had a thought, and blocked all the pheromones he was emitting outwardly: "Merck? Nice, I’m feeling a bit itch for shooting, is there any well-equipped shooting range nearby?"

Rattlesnake Merck, smiling broadly, looked up about to say something, then paused abruptly.

Hang on.

Isn’t this just a pretty boy? Why was I so submissive just now?

He coughed twice, straightened his bent back, and his tone took on a hint of aggressiveness: "Sure, as long as you have money, even rocket launchers aren’t a problem, but if you’re short on cash, spend a night with me, and..."

"Hmm?"

Brian once again released the special pheromones from his body, giving a threatening look towards the other man.

Merck instantly felt a heavy sensation again, as if a ferocious, blood-thirsty wolf was giving his throat a death glare.

Even his murderous boss never gave him such a sense of oppression!

FK, this kid is definitely not a pushover.

Merck’s recently straightened back slouched again: "I mean, if it’s inconvenient for you to pay, no worries, I am actually planning to go to the shooting range for an all-night session, I can treat, let’s play together..."

"Forget it, I’ve changed my mind."

Brian shook his head, taking Shi San and left again.

Only when Brian had moved more than four meters away did Rattlesnake Merck dare to raise his head.

He touched his own back and found it was soaked with sweat.

"What a terrifying guy, there really is such a thing as presence in the world...", Merck touched his bald head, returned to his subordinates, and warned them not to mess with the man with the dog they just met.

...

After leaving.

Brian sought out some stray cats and dogs to experiment.

That worked too.

And more distant.

But not as noticeable as on his own species.

Back in the car.

Brian stroked his chin, pondering.

Firstly, the special pheromones, or rather the aura, on his body, were effectively active within about four meters on humans; although they still worked further away, the effect decreased with distance.

For animals, the range was somewhat farther.

Cats were influenced within a dozen meters, dogs even up to more than thirty meters, and the residual scent he left behind had a similar effect, making them subconsciously avoid the area.

And dogs were much more frightened of him than cats were.

Brian guessed this was related to their sensitivity.

Dogs have stronger noses, while cats rely more on their hearing, so dogs can sense danger from a greater distance and react more overtly, whereas cats are less so.

This peculiar situation made Brian think of Shi San’s reaction back in Forest Park.

Shi San’s perception far surpassed his own.

At that time, it must have been the special pheromones left by the Mutant Beasts around that triggered such fear.

On the contrary.

Including himself, humans had a dull sense of these special pheromones, thus not feeling that oppression.

"Let’s call this special pheromones ’Life Energy Field’ from now on!"

Brian chuckled lightly.

This world was getting more interesting.

...

Although Brian really wanted to find a shooting range to test how terrifying a full-fledged firepower would be.

Considering confidentiality, he decided to find another place.

Now, he could freely control his muscles, change his face, adjust the gaps in his spine and bones, and alter his height or body shape.

Finding another place would be more secure.

"Let’s go, Shi San."

He patted Shi San’s head and restarted the vehicle.

This time, he distinctly felt something different.

Although his nerve reaction speed didn’t differ much from before without a substantial improvement, everything, whether it was operating or other aspects, felt much smoother.

Not that Brian had previously been clumsy.

It’s just that his body now was too nimble.

Mind to body.

Even something as simple as turning the steering wheel or stepping on the accelerator gave a sense of fluid rhythm.

This was difficult to describe in words.

Using internet jargon.

That would be that Brian’s body lag was very low.

Directly reflected in the fact that Brian’s driving skills, with no significant experience enhancement, began to form a bizarre illusion of man-machine integration while driving.

"No wonder Transformers, these perverts, could easily learn pseudo-voice and acquire master-level skinning skills. Damn, what craft would be hard for me to master in the future besides intellect-demanding stuff?"

Brian slammed on the accelerator and sped off on a rural path.

Zooming past slow-moving old cars, he rapidly disappeared in the distance.

While Brian felt exhilarated, he also felt somewhat unsatisfied.

The old pickup truck that could only reach 140 at its limit was no longer suitable for his current self; he planned to replace it when he got back!

...

Leaving the small path, he re-entered the wide-open main road.

No more overtaking.

Brian deflated a bit.

He grabbed Shi San, who had been staring outside, and dropped him onto his lap, "Learn this; when you grow up, you’ll need to know how to drive too!"

"Whoo?"

"Uh-huh!"

Shi San quickly nodded and began to study earnestly.

A few kilometers later.

Suddenly, Shi San’s ears trembled slightly, and he loudly barked towards the right, "Woof woof! (Big dog, something’s coming over here)"

Brian glanced over and saw a black Ford breaking out of the wilderness, bouncing like a dune buggy and struggling up a slope towards the road ahead.

Supercomputer Perception!

A torrent of data flooded into Brian’s mind.

He eased off the accelerator slightly.

Three seconds later.

The black Ford brushed past the front of his truck and merged onto the main road.

Brian squinted his eyes.

Utilizing his recently skewed perspective,

he noticed that the driver of the Ford looked like Sandy from earlier.

Wasn’t she supposed to go bid at an auction for the first time to buy medicine for her mother?

The next moment.

Boom~

Several off-road motorcycles surged up from the earlier desert slope, chasing behind and firing automatic rifles wildly.

Clang clang clang~

Brian’s truck, unfortunately, became a shield for the Ford.

The pursuers, not caring if he was innocent, attacked immediately!

Snap~

A stray bullet hit the right side mirror of Brian’s vehicle, shattering it completely.

"Awooo~"

Shi San immediately ducked under the seat.

Brian’s face turned cold.

The pickup’s rear bed was not bulletproof.

Movies were bullshit; only the engine block of a normal car could stop bullets.

This wouldn’t do.

He glanced at the rearview mirror, and a flood of data entered his mind.

The next second.

Brian steadied the steering wheel with one hand and pulled two detonators from his waist with the other, biting off the fuses and timing them before casually tossing them out the window.

Boom~

Two off-road motorcycles, as if in coordination, arrived just as the detonators exploded, turning them into airborne figures who were killed instantly without even a scream.

The remaining three motorcycles, trying to avoid their exploding comrades, swerved to the sides.

Another detonator, as if it had foreseen their moves, landed right under two more motorcycles, blasting them into the air as well.

In the blink of an eye.

Four of the five chasing motorcycles were destroyed, killing eight riders.

The last motorcycle, scared out of its wits, immediately turned around to flee.

But Brian had already executed a 180-degree drift to chase after it.

He was a man of principles.

Regardless of the reasons behind the conflict,

once there was enmity,

it had to be eradicated root and branch!

...

"FK! That car is chasing us!"

A thug sitting at the back of the motorcycle turned his gun in panic, trying to shoot and stop Brian’s pursuit.

But Brian had already squinted and, from over a hundred meters away, prematurely pulled the trigger of his handgun.

Bang~

The bullet passed several meters away from the moving motorcycle, missing it.

Almost without pause,

he fired another shot.

This time, the bullet came within a meter of the motorcycle.

Just as the thug was about to pull the trigger of his rifle,

the third handgun bullet, tracing a small arc, lightly hit his forehead.

He looked stupefied at the car driving and shooting behind him, utterly failing to grasp how, under such circumstances, a handgun could possibly hit a fast-moving motorcycle over a hundred meters away!

Click~

Along with his brain falling to the ground,

the motorcycle lost balance.

The motorcycle driver, unable to react in time, skidded off.

This made him extremely lucky to have dodged Brian’s fourth bullet.

Brian frowned, yanked the steering wheel hard, and in an instant, with a surge of data from the Supercomputer Perception and precise bodily control, he fired three shots through Shi San’s passenger window, then without looking back, chased after the distant Ford.

No one could take advantage of him for free.

No one.

...

Behind.

A Mexican man who had just gotten up touched his forehead in a daze, then looked down at his blood-drenched left chest, feeling cold as darkness encroached on his vision.

The reduced power of the handgun after traveling over a hundred meters allowed him to retain a final thought:

How could there be such terrifying gun skills in the world!

It was a handgun!

A handgun!

No one gave him the answer.

Thud~

The last body of the thug also lost its breath.

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