Chapter 30: The Middle-aged Security Guard's Frenzied Quest for Red Envelope Collection

  "Hahaha...... Ahahahahaha..."

  At this time, a loud and crazy voice came from outside, and the people in the house couldn't help but look towards the direction of the sound. A figure climbed in through the window, and due to the sunlight, their shadow was stretched out long, making it impossible to see who it was at first glance, only feeling somewhat familiar, and noticing that the figure held a long machete that sparkled in the sunlight.

  The middle-aged security guard walked into the room, his body involuntarily paused for a moment. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and all he saw were the mutilated corpses of mutated monsters and bloodstains everywhere. The thick smell of blood filled his nostrils, making his entire brain feel extremely uncomfortable. This was simply a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and his heart was filled with unspeakable terror.

  But thinking of the people who had been fighting all night without stopping, and the terror of those mutated monsters that he had witnessed with his own eyes, even if they hadn't suffered any injuries, they must have been exhausted to death. Moreover, just now a huge monster had gone in, and even if Liang Jing wasn't dead yet, he was probably crippled by now. He had been listening to the sounds of battle from the building next door all night, and after thinking about it for a moment, he felt at ease and continued walking forward.

  It wasn't until now that everyone saw who this person was. All they could see was that he was wearing loose-fitting clothes, which didn't fit him well, making him look like San Mao in a military uniform. His face was pale and bloodless, possibly due to lack of rest the night before, his lips were even more purple-black, but now, because of excitement, his whole face had an unhealthy flush, as if he had drunk too much wine.

  Everyone who saw this figure couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, for this person was the mastermind behind all the disasters that everyone had suffered last night.

  "How dare you come here? You scoundrel!"

  "Damn it! Are you trying to die? How can you be so sinister and vicious..."

  "If I weren't so exhausted right now, I'd cut you down with one slash, damn it..."

  “……”

  "Haha……now you can't move, why can't I come? The good show is officially starting." Looking at the people resting in a daze on one side, Yang Yuwen who was unconscious, and Liang Jing who was lying in a pool of blood, the middle-aged security guard was in a great mood.

  Despite the angry curses of the crowd, despite the discomfort of having bloody shoes and trampling on corpses, despite the thick smell of blood that filled the room, none of these things could affect his current mood and pleasure.

  As the sun rises, sunlight shines in from outside the window, and the room gradually brightens up.

  A middle-aged security guard, with a machete in hand, walked towards Liang Jing who was lying in a pool of blood, his facial expression constantly changing, showing hatred and anger, cruelty and viciousness, but more fear, even the Sichuan opera's face-changing couldn't be so colorful.

  This is the moment of revenge he has been waiting for a long time, and now it has finally arrived.

  At this time, however, Liang Jing was suffering even more than before. The white spiritual light he had obtained from killing the Steel-Backed Beast had just entered his body when a massive suction force came from deep within his brain, absorbing most of the white light into some mysterious place. Complex mystical symbols flashed continuously, and then a strange energy was secreted out, flowing into every part of his body - skin, muscles, meridians, bones, head, and so on. Every seam, every cell was filled with this energy.

  The entire person is like a sharp knife constantly rotating in the brain, bringing unspeakable pain, and as that alien energy flows into each part of the body, the whole body feels scorching hot, as if every piece of skin, every bone, and every cell is on fire with pain, just like a piece of fat being burned by flames, continuously expelling all kinds of impurities and grease.

  Moreover, the alien energy flowed deeper into his body, bringing with it an unbearable sensation, as if ants were crawling and biting inside his body, causing an indescribable numbness, pain, and itchiness, while his body was unable to move, making him feel extremely miserable.

  Liang Jing now wants to pass out like this, but the nerves seem to have been affected by the white light and have not severed their connection with the body. Now his mind is clearer than ever before, feeling a pain that has never been felt before, and yet his body is out of control, even his fingers can't move, which is more unbearable than death!

  Foreign energy continuously invades and transforms Liang Jing's body, focusing on transforming node after node, channel after channel. His entire body is transparent and cannot be described as being carved by knives and burned by fire. As time passes, although Liang Jing can't move, he can feel his connection to this world becoming increasingly clearer.

  After a night of subtle absorption and accumulation, and finally the white spiritual light (source of life) of the Steel Beast, the powerful source of life made the extremely difficult to awaken innate ability on Liang Jing's body finally begin to awaken. What remains to be seen is whether Liang Jing can persist or not. The more difficult it is to awaken, the higher the level of the innate ability that requires a stronger energy.

  "Haha……Liang Jing, aren't you very capable and arrogant? Why are you now lying there like a dead dog?" The middle-aged security guard held the machete with a slight tremble, not daring to approach Liang Jing, but his expression was wildly frenzied.

  "Get up! Haha... aren't you very powerful and good at fighting? Now you can't escape my clever calculations, Five Finger Mountain. Why don't you get up and jump around? Get up! You're paralyzed!" The crazy shouting seemed to be fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

  After a while, it seemed that Liang Jingru was really not going to make it, and until now he still hadn't gotten up, not even moving slightly. His hand holding the machete was shaking slightly as he approached.

  At this time.

  The middle-aged security guard who was preparing to approach Liang Jing for revenge had been staring at him tightly, when suddenly, Liang Jing, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze pierced towards him like a sharp sword.

  "Ah..."

  Having just gone through a night of bloody and cruel slaughter, the killing aura on Liang Jing's body was at its most intense period. As soon as he opened his eyes, the temperature around him seemed to drop by several degrees.

  A killing aura, like a dark wind, rose in the house, and everyone felt a chill run down their spine. It was as if the person lying in the pool of blood wasn't human, but a demon that had crawled out from the depths of hell.

  The people in the house retreated several steps back, their faces filled with terror. The middle-aged security guard who was closest to Liang Jing seemed to have seen a terrifying monster and stumbled backward on the muddy ground, finally falling over onto his backside with a splat, spattering a large patch of dirty blood everywhere. His hands grasped wildly at the air as if trying to grab something, but he didn't get up for a long time, staining his relatively clean clothes with a layer of dark red bloodstains.

  Half a minute later, the middle-aged security guard came to his senses, stood up, and retreated to the farthest wall from Liang Jing, supporting himself with both hands on the wall. His eyes were filled with terror as he stared at Liang Jing, who was still lying motionless on the ground. The machete he had been holding earlier was nowhere to be seen.

  Everyone in the house looked at the middle-aged security guard with contempt and amusement, although they were also frightened just now, but compared to the middle-aged security guard, it was much better, fortunately, there was a psychological comfort, an object to vent their emotions.

  At this time, Liang Jing seemed to be in pain, but his eyes were filled with a smile as he watched the scene unfold like a clown. Unseen by anyone, Liang Jing held several steel balls in his hand and entered "battle mode". With just a flick of his wrist, he could unleash a massive attack force, instantly killing the middle-aged security guard.

  Finally calming down, looking at Liang Jing who was still lying motionless, the middle-aged security guard's eyes darted back and forth, not daring to approach Liang Jing, as if he had some sort of sinister intention.