Chapter 85: Hitting a wall
You can’t go wrong!

He has the same abilities as his master!

Wang Facheng recalled that when he was still a fighter in an underground black boxing gang, he was ordered by his former boss to beat up a thin young man.

He had no weapons on his body and only an ordinary silver harmonica in his hand.

He couldn't understand why the famous gangster boss would let them join him in attacking the young man.

It was also emphasized that no one was allowed to hold back, and anyone who killed someone would be rewarded with a large sum of money.

But interests can move people's hearts, let alone stranger young people they don't know.

Wang Facheng thought, at that moment, even the thugs’ biological fathers could not stop their desire for money.

In a flash, without waiting for the gangster boss to continue giving orders.

The thugs, worried that others would compete with them for the first prize, swarmed over and rushed towards the harmonica-playing young man.

Wang Facheng, who was regretting why he was a step slow at the time, probably never dreamed that he would be thankful for his actions for countless days and months to come.

Being a step slower saved his life - even if he was treated like a guard dog.

The young man did not move. He just put the ordinary silver harmonica to his lips and blew it gently.

He paid no attention to the muscular thugs.

But as the sound of the piano began, something happened that could shatter Wang Facheng's worldview...

Twisted, shrunken, wailing!
Wang Facheng could clearly see that the arms of the thugs who were close to the harmonica-playing youth were twisted, as if an invisible monster was standing next to the harmonica-playing youth, stretching out its hands to twist the thugs' arms into twists.

Blood gushed out from the thug's muscular arms like drops of water, just like a wrung-out towel.

It’s not just one, the invisible monster seems to have many arms, and the thugs in the front row are all the same!

Wang Facheng still clearly remembers that one of his colleagues, whom he was familiar with, was lifted into the air by an invisible force, and then his head was forcibly turned behind him, looking at him, and that colleague was not dead at that moment.

You can also clearly feel the pain in your body and the feeling of suffocation as you can't breathe.

Then, like opening a beer, the companion's head was pulled out along with the spine.

White and red, sprayed all over the ground.

Some of it even splashed onto Wang Facheng's face, and his brain was completely unable to think.

Wang Facheng's legs went weak and he fell to the ground, which gave him a glimmer of hope.

He became the only survivor of the tragedy.

The harmonica produced a clear and long sound when played by the young man, while the invisible monster attacked everyone present indiscriminately with anger.

The fighters who thought they were stronger than the average person and who fought to the death in the ring on a daily basis were crushed to death at will like little chickens.

The stiff skull couldn't withstand the monster's attack, and the white brain mixed with brain matter flew out.

Wang Facheng was also affected a little, and his arms were crushed that time.

But fortunately, perhaps because Wang Facheng fell to the ground, the young man didn't pay any attention to him, and the invisible monster had no intention of finishing him off.

At that moment, Wang Facheng was actually glad that he was weak enough.

Great, I saved my life!
Then, the young man stood there without moving, still playing the harmonica.

The once invincible gangster wanted to escape, but was dragged by an invisible force, inch by inch, to the front of the young man.

Then, under the gaze of Wang Facheng, he was smashed into a pulp by the monster's punches!

During this time, the young man never looked at the gangster boss straight in the eye, nor did he respond to the gangster boss's curses and pleas. He was high and mighty, indifferent to ordinary people.

Only after the gangster's death did the young man stop playing the harmonica for the first time and asked casually.

"If you're still alive, please make a sound."

Wang Facheng didn't know where he got the courage from, but he responded to the harmonica-playing young man without any hesitation. He was the first one.

He is also the only one who survived.

Because all those who spoke later were beaten to death by the invisible monster - the harmonica youth did not need slow-witted dogs, nor did he need too many of them.

One is enough for guarding the door.

"Pack up and wait for me to blow the whistle."

After leaving a mysterious word, the harmonica-playing young man did not stay, but left under Wang Facheng's fearful gaze.

Wang Facheng later found out that all the gang members were dead except him.

He recaptured the gang without any resistance, and after sorting out all the funds, he looted all the gold and silver jewelry he could take away.

Wang Facheng also left the club without stopping, until he was arranged by the harmonica youth to guard the restaurant.

What is strange is that nearly twenty to thirty people died, even those from an underground group that could not be seen in public.

However, there was no report on the Internet, and the situation was still peaceful and prosperous, with a positive and optimistic atmosphere.

The lower-level gangsters only know that some old guys have mysteriously disappeared, but they will not ask any questions. Meanwhile, their former rivals, under the leadership of the higher-ups, are swallowing up the gang boss's territory in an orderly manner.

Just like NPCs in games, monsters will refresh after they die, and continue to guard, waiting for the arrival of the brave.

Everything was reasonable, so reasonable that Wang Facheng could not recognize the rationality of this world.

This also made him realize that the waters in this world are very deep.

So deep that their own rules have been born.

And now, Wang Facheng once again felt the breath of the invisible monster summoned by the harmonica-playing young man, which was very similar.

It was not known whether it was because his arm was broken and then reconnected by the harmonica-playing youth through unknown means, but Wang Facheng had a vague sense of perception.

Of course, normally this perception ability would only function when he saw the harmonica-playing youth, and it would do him no good except bring him deeper fear.

Wang Facheng looked at Li Qing as if he was a monster in human skin, breathing meaninglessly.

How dare he... He actually dared to threaten verbally, and even had the audacity to use physical force!!!

Besides, you should have told me earlier that you and the master are in the same business!
Are you using all this weird stuff?
Don’t even mention that these songs are yours. Even if they are not his, he can still find a way to make Qi Le Liu Qian say that he is yours!!!

Wang Facheng couldn't stop getting goose bumps, and he was sweating all over and trembling.

At this moment, he had already issued a death notice to Qi Le Liu Qian in his heart.

They are dead! Even if Li Qing doesn't intend to pursue the matter, he still has to give him and the harmonica player an explanation.

Wang Facheng also decided to teach them a lesson, regardless of whether Li Qing needed it or not!
Wang Facheng hated them to death.

Mortals will never be able to understand how terrifying monsters disguised as humans are. The horror of eating people without leaving any bones is far from enough to describe their horror!
Wang Facheng knew that if the boss behind the scenes knew that they had a conflict with the [Monster], he could make the [Monster] smile by killing them.

He would kill them without hesitation...

(End of this chapter)