Chapter 2109: Tearing Scrap Metal Apart with Bare Hands

Rumble!

A deafening boom.

Then came the sound of a heavy hammer slamming into sheet metal...

Someone screamed in panic, "Help!"

"Blast her to hell!"

"Hurry up and stop her from wrecking it!"

The people in the tank went to fire, only to see the gun barrel ripped off by bare hands.

By those soft white, tender hands.

By those hands that looked delicate, boneless, exquisite, like a beauty’s hands.

But they were doing something so horrifying it made your scalp crawl!

The gun barrel was torn off, then crumpled up like a sheet of paper, kneaded into an iron ball.

The wind lifted a strand of the stunning woman’s hair as she showed a sweet smile, Little Dimple sinking faintly into her cheek—a smile that could intoxicate you. She was that beautiful, yet her hands were raised high, assuming the posture of a shot put throw.

The movement was textbook perfect; the iron ball traced a perfect parabola, then slammed down hard!

"Clang!" A sky?shaking crash.

The tank was smashed open, leaving a huge hole.

The iron ball rolled to the ground, still carrying force; even the ground cracked open.

Little Taotie bent to pick up the iron ball, this time taking up a bowler’s stance; her smile stayed just as sweet, and those eyes of hers blazed dazzling enough to steal your soul.

The ball rolled along the ground, actually dragging the ruined tank bit by bit farther away.

The crew tried to get the tank moving, but it was completely trashed already; no operation did anything.

"Bastard! How can a freak like this exist!"

"Do you think she’s a Superpower User?"

"Haven’t a lot of Superpower Users been popping up lately?"

"Very likely. With strength like that, she must’ve awakened some kind of strength?type Special Ability."

"So what if they awaken a Special Ability! You think they’re tougher than a tank? I refuse to believe these awakened freaks are Superman! I’m going to kill every last one of them. These Superpower Users are abominations, they shouldn’t exist in this world—I’ll slaughter them all!"

The tank driver snapped, crazily slamming random buttons.

"Bro, don’t just mash things! What if you trigger the self?destruct system by accident!"

"Bro, I know you’re jealous of those Superpower Users!"

"Smack!" The man took a slap to the face.

The driver glared, eyes bulging: "All of you get out there and grab that woman for me!"

"Us? You’re giving us way too much credit, we’re just ordinary people!"

"Take the guns! No matter how tough she is, how many bullets can she eat? Move it!"

"Y?yes, yes, we’re going."

Little Taotie saw people climb out of the tank, weapons raised in their hands. The guns all looked cutting?edge; who knew where they’d stolen them from.

Little Taotie recognized one of them, a wanted criminal, and more or less guessed these Weapons had been looted overseas.

"Little girl, do yourself a favor and don’t meddle. Get lost, far away. Otherwise our bullets won’t be going easy on you!"

"You’re still young. Why do you have to throw your life away?"

"Did you just awaken a Special Ability? Then don’t go courting death. Go to the camp and find those soldiers—maybe they’ll even give you some perks. Don’t play hero here, ripping tanks apart with your bare hands. You think you’re Superman?"

Little Taotie gave a smile. "Superman? I don’t think he’s that impressive."

"Arrogant, aren’t you! From the look of it you’re not planning to step aside. Then don’t blame us! Open fire!"

The two of them opened fire at the same time.

They didn’t think this we? You’re giving us way too much credit, we’re just ordinary people!"

"Take the guns! No matter how tough she is, how many bullets can she eat? Move it!"

"Y?yes, yes, we’re going."