Just as they were casually marching towards the merchant's side, the chameleon transformed into the merchant's transformation had already quietly come behind them at this time.

But she didn't rush to attack.

As long as they can be there for them without being detected, then the merchant can be confident that he can win it all.

At the end of the day, it's just a bunch of rookies and rabble with heavy weapons. The merchant didn't take them seriously at all, but the 'big brother' they just mentioned made the merchant feel vigilant and worried.

"Sure enough, isn't it just me and my sister who have become supernatural beings...... 'Although he had been prepared, the merchant still couldn't suppress the waves in his heart, and the appearance of the third supernatural person cast a haze on the merchant's heart.

After having Meng Ying, the merchant didn't want to see other supernatural beings at all, and after eliminating the loneliness, all that remained was hostility to the equally special existence.

"Although I don't know what kind of capable person your eldest brother is, as long as you become dead here, then no one will know!" The merchant said softly.

Suddenly appeared behind the enemy group, and turned into the cheetah form she is best at now, like the Grim Reaper from hell, easily harvesting the lives of these enemies who are still in a stunned state.

'As long as it weren't for clairvoyance or the ability to foresee and retrace, it would have been impossible to perceive what was happening here. The merchant thought confidently, 'Moreover, if it is such an ability, it is impossible for them to be so afraid!' ’

Even the ability to read minds, which feels very scary, can be countered or even controlled as long as it is done properly.

In a world of collapse where anyone can erupt in the darkest and most evil desires, the mind-reading ability is still powerful, but the persecuted survivors sometimes don't care about the consequences of being mind-read.

In the final analysis, the actual personal combat power of a person with the ability to read minds is still just an ordinary person, and he is very fragile.

Other abilities are roughly the same, there will always be flaws of one kind or another.

The merchant who figured out this had no scruples about slaughtering these enemies, and he had no mercy on these scum who, like those people just now, must have the blood of innocent people on their hands.

When the short-haired woman and the tall man at the head of the line came back to their senses, they found their companions, or more or, more or, more likely, their men half-dead, covered with all sorts of corpses covering the concrete floor they had just walked.

"Adept!" The short-haired woman screamed silently as she subconsciously pulled out the lady's revolver inserted in her waist.

Suppressing the overflowing fear and panic, his trembling hands continued to pour bullets at the merchant, but there was only a standard revolver magazine of six rounds in total, and it actually couldn't last long.

Of course, this kind of shooting, which was not predicted, or even aimed, did not pose the slightest threat to the merchant, just a few simple tumbling jumps, and the merchant dodged twelve bullets.

The last gunshot fell, and the merchant took advantage of the inertia of rolling forward, with excellent balance, to complete the starting action extremely smoothly, without a momentary delay and pause in the middle, without a single superfluous action.

At a speed of sixty yards per hour, the merchant was almost a remnant in the eyes of others.

"Bastard! You monster give me death! The tall man screamed like crazy.

As if he had been robbed of all reason by fear and was being dragged by something, he picked up the heavy bazooka, and without any aiming, he pressed the trigger.

"This guy is crazy! Launching at such a close distance, don't you want to die?! The merchant turned around, dodged the rockets that were almost head-on towards him, and rushed in the direction just now.

"Come on! It's a big deal! You monster! The tall man shouted frantically.

However, he immediately threw away the bazooka without ammunition in his hand, and drew the machete at his waist, looking like he was facing a great enemy, which was slightly inconsistent with the will to see death as if he were at home.

"Whoosh......"

However, the battle was over just a moment before he was ready.

The merchant didn't even pay attention to the two of them, who had no weapons and ammunition, and just ran straight through the gap between the two of them, and then ran without looking back as if he hadn't seen them at all.

"Bastard! How dare you look down on us! The tall man shouted with a distorted expression, and the machete in his hand just threw at the back of the merchant master, and the centrifugal force brought by the high-speed rotation multiplied the power of the machete in the air.

However, at this moment, the orange-yellow light instantly engulfed them, and the machete, which was bound to hit the graceful back of the merchant, was also blown away from the originally deadly trajectory by the violent blast, and flew far away, allowing the merchant to escape.

However, the threat to the merchant was not limited to this place, and after the terrifying wind blew away the machete, it immediately blew towards the unsuspecting back of the merchant.

The scorching wind slammed into the merchant's back, making him feel like he had been hit by a large truck at high speed.

Not only did the skin and musculoskeletal of the back suffer heavy blows, but the heavy impact even had an impact on Shang Shi's internal organs.

There was a muffled sound of "bang ......", and the merchant's soft body slammed heavily on the concrete floor in the distance.

"Uh-huh......" The faint ** sound did not come out of the merchant's mouth until the smoke from the explosion had cleared for a long time.

The merchant shook his head weakly and opened his closed eyes with difficulty.

"Fortunately, the injury is not serious...... "At the last moment just now, the merchant used up the third deformation position, and the higher fat content allowed the merchant to reduce a large part of the impact of the blast.

The serious injury that should have been enough for him to lie in the hospital for a month is just a little inconvenient for the current merchant to move, especially after recovering his human form, which has accelerated the recovery speed.

This is the resilience of transcendent mortals, and after comparing the data from the diary with the actual situation, the merchant has figured out the meaning of some of the letters.

E represents the limit of human beings, at least the limits of the same body size. And the D-class above this belongs to the stage beyond mortals.

"Monsters, sometimes not so obnoxious...... the merchant laughed at himself.

Resisting the alarm coming from all over his body, and suffering the fragile pain that irritated his fragile cranial nerves, the merchant staggered to his feet, looked around, and found the enemies who were closer to the center of the explosion than he had just been.

"If you don't die, you won't die, and if you find death yourself, it's no wonder that others are going to die!" The merchant looked at the corpse of the tall man who had become bloody and fleshy from the explosion not far away, and sneered weakly.