Meng Zhibin was hit by Zhou Quchuan's collision, smashing a hole in the ground with a diameter of nearly ten meters and a depth of three to four meters.
At this moment, Meng Zhibin was lying at the deepest part of the pit, feeling that his whole body was about to break, his blood and qi surging incessantly, feeling as if a lump of blood was stuck in his throat, unable to be spit out or swallowed.
Compared to the physical discomfort, the most horrifying and unacceptable fact for him was that the momentum just now was obviously from Zhou Quchuan!
Zhou Quchuan had sneak attacked him and succeeded, using only one crashing blow to completely knock him into this underground, making him temporarily lose his combat ability!
But this was impossible, right? How could this be possible!?
Meng Zhibin's heart roared madly, feeling a rush of breath straight to his forehead from the bottom of his heart, and finally, with a "wow" in his throat, he was able to spit out that clot of blood.
He... could move!
Meng Zhibin felt a sudden burst of energy after spitting out the blood, and he immediately bit down, turned over, and was surrounded by infinite anger and hatred, wishing to tear Zhou Quchuan apart immediately!
At this moment, he heard the voice that made his teeth itch at the edge of the hole, saying in a sneering tone that he hated the most, "Oh, it's late at night, and everyone's so excited, huh?"
Squinting, he looked towards the sound, only to see a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the pit in the billowing dust. Meng Zhibin's eyes burst with a sinister light and he quietly got up...
"Boss!"
"Leader!"
The people from the Xinchuan Base, upon seeing Zhou Quchuan, immediately exclaimed with joy.
The two who were previously knocked away by Zhou Quchuan's clever force quickly gathered around, each with an excited look on their faces. They never expected that their leader, who was supposed to be fighting the Lava Tyrannosaurus, would suddenly appear here.
Hearing the shouts from the people of the Xinchuan Base and seeing their jovial appearance, a group of people from the Tongrong Base looked at each other in horror -
It's Zhou Quchuan! The leader of the Xinchuan Base, the brutal man who would tear people apart with brute force at the slightest disagreement, causing extremely tragic deaths!
One of Meng Zhibin's men seemed to suddenly realize, raised the gun in his hand, and pointed it at Zhou Quchuan, shouting, "This man is a demon! He won't let us go! Everyone, let's fight him..."
Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Quchuan's indifferent eyes suddenly looked over, and in an instant, the gun in his hand made a loud noise, the barrel exploded!
The person was hit in the forehead and face by the bullet inside the gun, and without making a sound, fell backward.
Then, with two more loud explosions, the guns of the other two men who were aiming at Zhou Quchuan also exploded, instantly killing them.
The remaining people at the Tongrong Base who were still holding guns, you look at me, I look at you, and I feel as if the guns in my hands are as heavy as a thousand catties, and my whole body trembles like a sieve.
Only a sound of metal hitting the ground was heard. Someone threw the gun in their hand, raised their hands, and knelt down to surrender.
With the first surrender, there came the second. Before long, the people at the Tongrong Base all knelt down, their hands raised above their heads.
It's not that they don't want to resist, but facing a man more terrifying than a mutant beast, all resistance is futile.
They had heard countless terrifying tales of this man, but only now did they realize that the reality witnessed was one-thousandth as terrible as what they had heard!
Just one bump and their own leader was smashed into such a big hole on the ground, life or death unknown; but just one glance, and the gun exploded, directly killing the gun holder! What a terrifying ability!
Since all the enemies had surrendered, there was naturally no need for Zhou Quchuan to handle the affairs himself. His subordinates would go and collect the firearms, take these people back to the Xinchuan Base, and if the people from the Tongrong Base were willing to use supplies to redeem them, they could do so. If they were not willing to redeem them, then let this group of people work as laborers in the mine. After all, the base was expanding vigorously, and there were plenty of places that needed manpower.
"Boss, did you... win?" asked a muscular bald man named Jiang Dashuai, who was the third captain of Zhou Quchuan's team of superhumans.
Jiang Dashuai looked to be in his early thirties, about six foot five, taller than Zhou Quchuan by half a head, his bald head covered with tattoos, symmetric patterns extending all the way to the corners of his eyes. He held a huge iron wolf-toothed club in his hand.
The club looked extremely heavy, but when he held it, it was as easy as holding an ordinary stick.
Such a ferocious and formidable big guy, but in front of Zhou Quchuan, he showed an extremely respectful and admiring expression. When Zhou Quchuan mentioned "winning," his eyes lit up even more.
On the other side of Zhou Quchuan stood a stylish and scholarly looking middle-aged man, in his fifties, about five foot nine, wearing black-rimmed glasses. If he were to walk out like this, no one would think that this gentleman, who looked like a scholar or professor from a prestigious school, was the second most powerful figure in Zhou Quchuan's team - Qizhenglin, the captain of the second superhumans team.
Qizhenglin was also happy with the return of his leader, but he was older and not used to showing his emotions, so after hearing Jiang Dashuai's question, even though he wanted to know the outcome, he just stood quietly on the side, listening.
Zhou Quchuan nodded and said in a casual tone, "Of course, we won. Otherwise, do you think I'm here for a picnic?"
Awesome! Jiang Dashuai was about to shout, but suddenly, he heard a voice full of resentment and anger shouting, "Go to hell!"
The two captains were surprised, and they saw Zhou Quchuan suddenly leap up and then come down, stepping on the body of Meng Zhibin who had been preparing to ambush him.
This leap seemed ordinary, without using much force, but the two captains standing very close to him felt a muffled sound coming from under Meng Zhibin's body, as if his ribs and internal organs had all been shattered.
The two of them looked down in shock, and they saw a spiderweb-like crack spreading out from under Meng Zhibin's body!
At that moment, Meng Zhibin stared with big eyes, seeming to be filled with horror and disbelief, but he had no breath of life.
Jiang Dashuai and Qizhenglin exchanged a glance, both having the same thought: the strength of our leader is becoming increasingly unfathomable!
Without any hesitation, Zhou Quchuan killed Meng Zhibin, snapped his fingers, and had his body quickly engulfed in flames. Then he told his two captains, "I have something else to take care of, I'll be back in the spring. If you have anything to do during this time, leave the information here. I'll come here every three days to check on things."
As he was speaking, he walked out, took a few steps, then stopped. "By the way, Tongrong Base, apart from this guy, there should be no one else who can threaten you. Give them two options: voluntarily surrender to Xinchuan, or be occupied by us."
"Yes!" the two men bowed and replied, but when they looked up, Zhou Quchuan had already disappeared.
The two turned back, looked at the people from the Tongrong Base who had already been brought under control by their subordinates, and after making eye contact, they smiled. Jiang Dashuai loudly declared, "The leader has killed the lava tyrannosaurus! We can go back!"
As soon as he spoke, the scene went silent for a moment, then thunderous cheers erupted.
At this time, Zhou Quchuan was already on his way back to the farm. His figure in the night looked like a huge black bird, silently passing over the treetops.
When he hid things in other houses and returned to the courtyard, he saw everything was unchanged.
Stepping into the room, Zhao Lian was still sleeping soundly. He gazed at her in the dark for a while, and for some reason, he suddenly felt that the irritability and dissatisfaction he had felt when encountering Meng Zhibin and the others from the Tongrong Base had all vanished. He smiled quietly and lay back on the bed.