Chapter 817 - 466: Slap in the Face (2)

Harming the interests of the Business Alliance is the same as harming their own interests.

Ge Mian wouldn’t do something so foolish.

Hua Junyan’s unfriendly gaze swept over everyone’s faces one by one; these old foxes were initially a bit surprised, but quickly connected to the fierce beasts below.

’Could it be that Changbai Pharmaceutical wants to plant a mole between the Business Alliance and the train?’

Although the means are somewhat low-level, it’s not impossible.

If so, the remaining Iron Pine Forest Camp, Mine City, and even Ruble are all possible.

But he couldn’t verify it now, he had to think of a way after this was over.

Hua Junyan looked coldly at the fierce beasts below, as if looking at a dead person.

We’ll see then who can protect him.

But no matter which family, even if all five protect him, he’s doomed to die!

To maintain friendship with the Armed Train, the Business Alliance can sacrifice anyone, even anyone from the Hua family, including himself.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gone to such great lengths to set up a Dragon Gate show here.

It’s because Tier Four Evolvers are too important.

Tier Three is rare, but as long as someone breaks through, they can catch up successively. There’s no generational gap, but Tier Four is different; major forces are directly stuck here.

No one knows the breakthrough point, no one knows the research direction.

Now, with Su Huan as such a living sample, it’s naturally highly sought after.

The most important thing is that Su Huan can bring tangible benefits.

With the trade routes open, connecting the five major areas, the economic benefits produced even surpass those of a large force.

As long as the Tier Three Iron Swallow Lord can be suppressed, it can completely activate the development potential of Dragon Gate City. A base city under constant threat from Evolution Beasts and a safe base city yield vastly different benefits.

These are things that only he alone can do.

Solutions to problems that top powers find troublesome, Su Huan can resolve with a snap of his fingers.

If Donghuang Heavy Industry had Tier Four power back then, Lord Lian wouldn’t have needed to pay an almost life-threatening price to battle, and two Tier Three Evolution Beasts could’ve been easily taken down.

Power, unique power, unmatchable and unreproducible power in a short time, is the key to making many forces change their attitudes.

And when this power can also bring benefits, the exaggerated treatment from the Business Alliance seems quite ordinary.

Rules, morals, taboos... can all be ignored in front of such a strong individual.

From beginning to end, the only one who didn’t quite accept it was Su Huan himself.

He had fought his way through all this, accustomed to all kinds of hostility and even malice; it was only this incomprehensible flattery that made him uncomfortable, as if suddenly the whole world had turned good.

Everywhere he looked, there were smiling faces, and he was met with flattery at every turn.

But as a Tier Four Evolver, he could see a truer world than others.

The twisted souls would emerge from any subtle expression and action, showing their grotesque forms to Su Huan.

This stark contrast was the reason for his discomfort.

At this moment, the undisguised hostility from the fierce beast was what he was familiar with. Though sharp, it was real.

"Boom boom boom!"

The mongooses let out a slight hum, flying backward from the center, directly smashing through the Pan Energy barrier protecting the spectators in the arena.

The cat was also stirred up, its golden eyes seemed to be blazing.

Staring fixedly at the roaring fierce beast below.

Exuding energy as if it were endless.

"Come back."

A calm voice came from above.

The mongoose’s ears unwillingly twitched, and its body in mid-air gradually lost momentum, being lifted back by Su Huan.

Seeing the duel abruptly interrupted, the audience let out disgruntled boos; no one dared to curse at Su Huan directly, but they had the courage to whisper to those around them, and their murmuring quickly turned into a bubbling discontent.

"Today that Tier Three Iron Swallow may not come, let’s end it here..."

Hua Junyan hurriedly said, taking the opportunity to smooth things over.

Ruble, hiding at the back of the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief internally.

"Who said I’m done?"

Su Huan asked with a half-smile.

Hua Junyan laughed, "Captain, you’re just in it for fun, but if you really injured our people, the arena won’t be able to open for days."

The man’s flattering words were gracefully spoken, making a good impression.

The most crucial thing is, he knew there was no one left on the train now.

Out of four Tier Twos and one Tier Three on assignments, the remaining fighters were practically all here. He Jie and the others’ records were clearer to him than anyone’s. They were firearms Evolvers, without guns they had no combat power.

Only Liang Kuan, Zhong You, and the Genetic Primordial hadn’t acted.

But there were four in the arena ranked above the fierce beasts, three of whom were beyond his control.

If Iron Pine Forest Camp and Mine City had other intentions, what then?

It would be best to stop here.

Get that fool below up here and interrogate thoroughly to see who was really trying to mess with him.

But Su Huan obviously wasn’t going to comply.

Narrow eyes staring directly at the fierce beast below, baring its fangs, "Captain, does this mean you have no one left?"

"Hehe... Liang Kuan, discipline him."

Before everyone understood the meaning of those two words, a voice heavy as a mountain suddenly resounded.

"Understood."

The Armed Train hovering over the city hall suddenly sank for a moment. Though it quickly recovered, this slight change was captured by everyone.

A figure, reminiscent of Tarzan, landed on a building and began leaping toward the arena, covering hundreds of meters with each jump, faster and faster, more and more forceful, each landing sounding like war drums, more urgent, more ferocious!

When that robust figure leaped onto the arena’s wall, everyone gasped.

The size of the fierce beast was already formidable, but in front of this gate-like man, it was as fragile as a chick.

It could barely compare after going Berserk, but in terms of body coordination, it was not in the same league.

Though Liang Kuan was clothed, his muscles, like armor, were neatly embedded on his sturdy frame, along with his broad shoulders, akin to the mythic Titan holding up the sky.

Liang Kuan did not pause for a moment, as he was acting on orders.

Upon seeing the fierce beast, he slightly crouched, and, with a cannon fodder-like backsplash, instantly shattered the wall.

"Boom..."

A massive wooden board in hand was swung down, as airwaves spread like tidal waves, creating a terrifying impact sound like crashing on reefs.

This ferocious scene even cleared the fierce beast’s eyes.

The bustling whispers within the arena were all suppressed by this massive board.

Even if it wanted to retreat, it was too late, and it could only brace for impact!

The fierce beast let out a hysterical roar, raising both hands.

The next moment.

"Boom!"

Dust and smoke billowed, with only Liang Kuan standing safely amidst it, beneath him a twenty-centimeter-thick wooden board.

This board was a leftover piece when Su Huan was carving coffin boards.

With Su Huan’s urgent command, and nothing else available, Liang Kuan had to wield this thing on his way.

"Where’s the person?"

As the dust settled, everyone stood up, peering into the center in curiosity.

Liang Kuan picked up the coffin board, upon seeing the fierce beast’s pitiful state, everyone inhaled sharply in unison.

The burly man was nailed into the ground like a nail.

The fierce beast was so stained with blood, its status of life or death was indiscernible, with the surrounding ground protruding like a cake.

In the gladiator lounge, a ranked second madman stood by the observation hole, face twitching, "Am I supposed to throw the fight for him?"

"Do I really need to throw the fight for him?!"

"Wasn’t brain-fleet water spilled before they said this?!"

The madman was almost roaring.

"Boom!"

The wall behind suddenly exploded, with soil and rocks flying.

The madman turned his head and cursed, "Who’s courting death?"

A man in a gray-black short-sleeve stood behind, holding two short knives, calmly stating, "You don’t need to go up, the next match is mine."