Chapter 3: Weren’t You Going to Kill Me?

"That's it for the Breakthrough? That's way too fast!"

Su Lang was overjoyed and immediately gave the order, "System, perform the Breakthrough for me!"

In an instant, Su Lang's whole body felt scorching hot, and a flash of brilliant light flickered in his eyes.

"Primary Body Tempering Realm, achieved!"

Su Lang rolled out of bed, feeling that his body was completely different from before the Breakthrough—like night and day.

Take his appearance, for example. Previously, Su Lang had been severely injured, extremely weak, and his face was as pale as a dead person's.

But now, his injuries had healed, his complexion was rosy, his physique was upright, his eyes were as dark as lacquer, and they shone with a piercing light.

In an instant, he had transformed from a half-dead weakling into a handsome man!

"Whoosh!" Su Lang couldn't help but throw a few punches, and the wind whistled with force!

"This kind of strength is already stronger than my meticulously trained body from my previous life, and I've only just entered Body Tempering!"

The feeling of mastering power was exceptionally wonderful; it was like taking control of his own destiny, making him feel full of confidence in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"You piece of trash Su Lang, if you don't open the door, I'll kill you later!"

The sounds of kicking the door became increasingly violent, and Chu Gang's curses became even more unbearable to hear.

"Kill me? Heh heh heh heh!"

Su Lang looked at the door, which was constantly booming and spraying dust everywhere, and a thick, cold sneer appeared on his face.

Although Chu Gang was overbearing and tyrannical, he was merely an ordinary person and hadn't even reached Primary Body Tempering.

And since Su Lang had been an assassin in his previous life and had now ascended to Body Tempering, why would he be afraid of an ordinary person?

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"You dog bastard, still not opening the door?"

Chu Gang's ferocious voice came from outside, and the door had been kicked out of shape, seemingly about to shatter at any moment.

"Stop kicking!" Su Lang shut the window tightly, shouted sternly, and then opened the door with a cold sneer on his face.

Standing outside the door was a thin, bald, dark-skinned man.

This person was Chu Gang!

"Fuck your mother, it took you this long to open the door?"

Chu Gang pushed the door open impatiently and squeezed through the crack. "What were you yelling about just now?"

"Hah!" Su Lang gave a cold laugh, raised his hand, and slapped Chu Gang across his fleshy face.

"Smack!" The sound of the loud slap echoed in the stairwell.

Chu Gang was spun half a circle by Su Lang's slap, staggering as he leaned against the wall, his entire right cheek already numb.

"You… you bastard, you actually dare to hit me?"

Chu Gang covered his burning face, looking at Su Lang in disbelief.

Because a Body Tempering practitioner could not yet emit fluctuations of Spiritual Qi, Chu Gang assumed that the Su Lang before him was still the same piece of trash as before.

In his eyes, Su Lang had truly grown the guts of a bear and the heart of a leopard.

As for why he himself had been hit, it was entirely because he had been too careless and had been ambushed.

"I want you dead!" Chu Gang was furious, his hair standing on end, and he swung a punch, smashing it fiercely towards Su Lang.

This punch used all of Chu Gang's strength, aiming straight for Su Lang's temple, a vital point.

If an ordinary person were to take such a punch, they would definitely die or be severely injured!

"Bang!" A dull sound rang out; Su Lang had easily caught Chu Gang's fist.

"How is this possible!?" Just as Chu Gang revealed an expression of disbelief, Su Lang brutally bent it downwards.

Crack! Bloody bone fragments suddenly pierced through the skin and flesh, exposed to the air.

"Ahhh!" With his arm snapped in two, Chu Gang, unable to bear such excruciating pain, immediately let out a shrill scream.

"Weren't you going to kill me?" Su Lang dropped Chu Gang's broken arm and slapped him fiercely again.

"Smack!" This time it was his left cheek. Chu Gang was knocked to the ground, both cheeks swollen, and his bald head turned into a pig's head.

"Ah! My hand!" Chu Gang's face twisted as he clutched his broken arm, wailing incessantly; his previous arrogance had long since vanished without a trace.

"That's only one hand, and you can't take it already?" Su Lang closed the door and looked down at Chu Gang from above. "With you like this, how will you endure the pain of having all four limbs broken?"

"Su Lang! Stop, you stop!" Hearing that Su Lang wanted to break all his limbs, Chu Gang was instantly terrified.

"Stop? Heh heh!" Su Lang curled his lips and stepped on Chu Gang's head. "You didn't think about how you bullied me before!"

"I admit I was wrong, but if you don't want to die, let me go!" Chu Gang shook his head violently. "I'm telling you, I've already joined the Broken Axe Hunting Group!

Every member of the Broken Axe Hunting Group has a tattoo on their earlobe; look at my earlobe! I'm telling you, if you dare to touch me, your fate will definitely be miserable!"