A person, a corpse, and a dozen professional observers turning a blind eye.

This is clearly a scene filled with impact.

The man is Li Hongyi, the leader here, who possesses not only great power but also the life-and-death authority over hundreds of thousands of people.

In times of peace, he was originally a junior clerk in a company, working diligently for a wage that barely covered living expenses. With high property prices in Xiamen, he was completely unable to afford a home of his own. His family often urged him, as he had reached the age for marriage and children, but he always turned a blind eye to it, much like most outsiders in this city, earning, renting, living, and spending extravagantly each month.

Days passed, and he never had a girlfriend. After work, he often returned home to open his computer, spending all the time outside of work.

He liked to open the browser and search for news he fancied, but the top keywords remained the same—corpse.

Before the apocalypse, he was just a small clerk, constrained by external factors and those around him, keeping the darkness inside him hidden away. Only when night fell and curtains were drawn did he release the dark beast within his heart in the narrow confines of his room.

But now, this once unnoticed junior clerk has gained unstoppable power, unmatched by most. Under these circumstances, he did some probing and, upon discovering that those so-called constraints no longer worked on him, finally released the dark beast inside him.

Dark personality.

He completed his own transformation.

The identity and age of the girl in his arms is now meaningless. To Li Hongyi, she is merely one of his collection. He likes this feeling—silent to the point of intoxication, as if the surroundings have fallen into peace, devoid of any unrest from women, even the heartbeat was nonexistent.

At these times, Li Hongyi thinks of nothing, irrespective of any uproar around, in his world, it is quiet.

Li Hongyi sat on the chair. There seemed to have been a meeting here just moments earlier, but he paid no attention to the content, playing with the specimen’s hair while the other thirteen gathered to discuss the future development of the faction.

No one disturbed anyone else—this was the norm within this faction.

"Psycho..."

Several attendees of the meeting felt like their ears were hallucinating, searching for the source of the voice, only to see Chen Feng step forward.

Li Hongyi lifted his head, still unaware of this person’s identity, hence the trace of confusion on his face. Here, someone dared talk to him this way? Had he heard wrong?

For the first time, another’s insult echoed in this room. Li Hongyi enjoyed making women into specimens, but that did not mean men weren’t on his list either. In the past, he had attempted to transform enemies into his own works of art, sometimes even inviting confidants to watch the process.

Everyone could vow that it was definitely not a pleasant sight. Without anesthesia or unconsciousness, compared to the quietness of a specimen, Li Hongyi preferred the vent before death. He would begin the dissection while the specimen was alive.

The prey lying on the operating table would watch their bodies being dissected bit by bit, with life slowly ebbing away amidst that fear.

Chen Feng looked straight ahead, his gaze filled with calmness. He looked into Li Hongyi’s perplexed eyes, nodded, and said, "Yes, I’m talking about you, psycho."

Yan Xiu trembled, pupils contracted, staring blankly at Chen Feng from a corner. Only now did he awaken from his shock, realizing the other was not someone who sticks to the rules. Before he could articulate what Chen Feng had done, Chen Feng had already put himself in a precarious position.

A hot-tempered professional close to Chen Feng realized with a furious shout, "You bastard, do you have a death wish?!" Raising his fist, his skin slowly darkened, like a hammer, even producing some sound as it cut through the air.

The man possessed Silver Peak power, having stained his hands with blood numerous times. At this moment, the fury he unleashed was like a meteor crashing down. The young man before him was merely an insignificant character to him, he must be mad to dare challenge here, not just an insult to Li Hongyi, but also a contempt to himself.

He wants to kill him.

A peasant rages, blood spills within five steps.

Yet at this moment, the young man’s eyes harbored no fear or intention to evade, not even a look of disdain. For some reason, the surrounding temperature suddenly rose. He too swung his fist, but with greater strength and speed, striking the man’s head three seconds ahead.

Hot!

This was the man’s final perception. The next second, like a watermelon bursting, this man ranked among the top five in the camp’s strength was shot through the head, dying right there.

"Strike!"

This was the third sentence Chen Feng uttered. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Suddenly, two rifts appeared in the room, and a cloaked Skeleton raised its staff, unleashing energy onto Li Hongyi. His body stiffened, as though weighed down by something, even his movements slowed. He needed some time, two seconds, maybe even less, to shake off this pressure.

But as this thought arose in his mind, Chen Feng charged forward, extending his right hand into the void. A rift appeared, and a Longsword capable of melting steel appeared in his hand.

Chen Feng’s appearance began to transform. Initially human in form, his skin slowly dissolved, replaced by a creature with hard armor and horns, possessing fragmented wings and a slender tail.

The man took up the Longsword and slashed down towards Li Hongyi’s neck.

There was no sound, but Li Hongyi’s gaze began to dull. A flame erupted almost instantaneously from his neck, his head shifted inch by inch, before completely falling to the ground.

——Beheaded!

Li Hongyi died, just like that?!

And at the side, the initially quirky little girl suddenly struck too, not with one, but with dozens of swinging fists simultaneously. There was no hesitation or reluctance Yan Xiu imagined, those fists like hammers cracking walnut charged towards the heads of those present.

Blood splattered instantly.

In the room, blood and screams converged, resembling Hell, terrifying anyone who witnessed.

Chen Feng reached out to pick up Li Hongyi’s head like a victor collecting trophies, raising it high.

From start to finish, he did not utter another word, yet his murderous aura soared into the sky!

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