Qin Fen sat before the steak that belonged to him. He let out a secret sigh of relief. Luckily, he had eaten steak with Song Jia last time.
Though he had used chopsticks last time, he had looked up basic methods of eating steak on the internet when he got home.
Steak? Not bad!
Qin Fen smiled. There wasn't much of a difference between cutting steak and smearing jam on bread.
The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art slowly circulated. Qin Fen didn't cut along the fibers of the beef. Instead, he pressed down with the knife in the opposite direction.
Xue Tian let out a long sigh helplessly toward the sky when he saw this scene. He had never seen someone who worked so hard in cultivation. No wonder this kid's strength was decent.
The younger generation present here could be considered to have some experience. Ge Bing discovered Qin Fen's strangeness as he watched Xue Tian sigh.
After a brief moment of observation, Ge Bing gave a faint smile of disdain. Was Qin Fen issuing a challenge by cutting steak like this? Did Qin Fen think he had the qualifications to challenge after what happened in the restroom?
Lev Mirov and the others followed Ge Bing's lead. They saw that Ge Bing didn't accept the challenge and used the same method to cut steak, so they all copied him one after another and continued to use the normal method to cut steak.
Failure …. Another failure …. Qin Fen discovered that the control of strength when cutting beef was a bit different from smearing jam on bread.
This is …? Qin Fen's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the beef fibers that had been shaken into several pieces by his strength. He sunk into contemplation of the control of strength once more. This was similar to when he fought with different opponents.
Qin Fen cut slower and slower throughout the meal. Every cut had a different feeling and feeling.
Ge Bing's initial faint smile transformed into a look of deep contemplation. This wasn't a provocation, but a person who was completely immersed in his own world.
By the time the plate of beef was cut, the entire meal had long since come to an end. Qin Fen looked at the plate of beef that had been cut into pieces before his eyes. He shook his head powerlessly. He hadn't met the requirements for his cultivation this time.
After eating jam and bread for an entire morning, even a big eater like Qin Fen couldn't eat beef that had been cut.
Qin Fen smiled bitterly as he gazed at the beef. Lin Liqiang pulled Qin Fen out of the room. Song Jia and Enzo Rota followed him out as well.
Xue Tian used Qin Fen's knife to pick up the beef. He looked at it, and his eyes immediately lit up. Qin Fen had improved from smearing jam on it this morning!
Ge Bing arrived before the beef when Xue Tian left the room. He picked up the knife and picked at the beef strips on the cold plate, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"Young Master Ge, his control over his power is very strong. How can you still laugh?" someone beside Lev Mirov said.
"How boring would it be if he had poor control over his power?" Ge Bing casually threw away the table knife. "Lin Liqiang's eyesight is still as sharp as ever. He left the family, and now it seemed that it was not because he was tired of the struggle for the position of the family's successor, as the rumors said. Finding such a good helper, it should be to rope him in as a subordinate, right? Recruiting talents from outside? As expected, Lin Liqiang could not be underestimated. Perhaps he is my true opponent for Song Jia. "
"Young Master Ge's analysis is as incisive as ever." Lev Mirov was the first to praise, causing the people around him who wanted to praise to feel very unhappy.
Qin Fen walked into the elevator and looked at his friends beside him, "Where are we going next?"
"Where are we going?" Song Jia smiled. "You go back to your hotel. I'll go shopping with Qiang Zi and the others."
"Huh?" Qin Fen was stunned.
Lin Liqiang agreed with Song Jia, "That's right, that's right. Old Qin, right now your mind is filled with increasing your power and cultivating. Right now, we are dragging you to play with us. This isn't something friends should do. Right now, you need to find a quiet place to slowly refine yourself. "
"Mission. Danger. Power." Enzo Rota's three short words allowed Qin Fen to immediately understand what his friends were thinking.
Carrying out a mission would always be dangerous. Only tyrannical strength could provide sufficient protection.
"Okay then. You guys have fun playing around." Qin Fen didn't decline. His mind was filled with thoughts of controlling his power. Playing with friends could be considered a form of not valuing them.
"Qin Fen." Song Jia walked to the entrance of the hall. She gently clenched her fist and waved it. "Do your best!"
* — *
Faced with the upcoming mission, Qin Fen thought back to last time when Sajjad's strength had increased explosively due to the use of the biochemical beast. In the end, he was unable to kill Sajjad, and the desire to do battle and lofty ambition immediately soared in his heart.
Having experienced the power displayed by Zeng Yicheng's precise control of power, Qin Fen was all the more certain that if he had strengthened his control a bit more that day, he might have been able to capture or kill Sajjad alive.
Qin Fen bought the cheapest pure white T-shirts on the street side. He returned to the hotel and hung a 'do not disturb' sign on the door to his room. Qin Fen returned to the center of the room and began to meditate. Soon, he was immersed in the world of controlling his power. The Dragon Elephant Prajna Art slowly circulated once more.
He didn't eat. He didn't drink. He didn't sleep.
Only when Xue Tian gave him a call, reminding him that it was time to return to the base below the hotel did Qin Fen exit from this small seclusion.
"Oh my, Old Qin. Your aura seems to be a bit different from before you went into seclusion. "
Qin Fen smiled gently at Xue Tian's evaluation. If this small seclusion didn't have any effect at all, then it would be too much of a waste.
Qin Fen's eyes couldn't help but light up when he looked at Xue Tian. This person, no matter how you looked at it, didn't seem diligent at all. The control he displayed when he walked had clearly made great progress.
Qin Fen gently shook his head. Sure enough, he wasn't the only one who had made progress. Xue Tian was making progress as well, and his speed of improvement was just as fast.
The iron gate of the base, which was over a foot thick, slowly moved to the two sides. A disc of light that spun at high speed rang through the air as it shot over at extreme speed.
Qin Fen and Xue Tian's eyes immediately lit up. Even a piece of wood as thick as a baby's arm would be chopped in half by this sort of spinning speed and power. An ordinary disc of light had already become a sharp weapon that could kill.
Pa!
Qin Fen raised his hand and pinched the disc that flew over with his thumb and index finger. He firmly pinched it between his fingertips.
"Put it in the DVD player."
Butcher, who had released the disc, simply gave Qin Fen an order.
The disc was placed in the DVD player. The DVD player spun at high speed, and the lights in the room dimmed. The scene played very smoothly.
This was a small-scale battle in a local area. The side responsible for defending had a bit over twenty people. Practically all of them were professional bodyguards wearing black suits. From their movements and coordination, it could be seen that they had once served and received training in the military.
The attacking side only had ten people. Their outfits were all different. Only their red armbands were completely the same. They were all scarlet scimitars!
The scene froze in this instant, and Butcher's voice rang out. "Scimitar. They are a terrorist organization ranked tenth in strength within the Federation. They belong to a different sect than Sajjad from before."
The still scene played once more. As the members of Scimitar began to move, Qin Fen knew that the twenty or so professional bodyguards wielding T75 and nine-millimeter pistols were going to be in trouble.
Soon, the situation on the screen confirmed Qin Fen's guess. The Scimitar organization clearly had plans for this battle long ago. The military techniques of these people were quite standard, and the weapons they matched with each other were far from what the bodyguards could match.
Four STG556 assault rifles fired in unison. The powerful suppressive firepower made it so that the bodyguards couldn't raise their heads. A T93 sniper rifle with an accuracy of eight hundred meters quickly cut down the bodyguards who risked revealing their heads in an attempt to counterattack.
There were also two members of the Scimitar organization who quickly propped up a mortar! It was a Type 89 100-millimeter mortar!
The instant Qin Fen saw this cannon, which could practically be called an antique, he knew that the bodyguards hiding behind the luxury cars were truly done for!
Cannons had the reputation of being the king of war.
The Type 89 100-millimeter mortar was a standard antique based on the year it was born. However, its might still possessed tyrannical might when used against the human body!
This antique, which had a maximum firing range of 6,400 meters and a minimum firing range of 170 meters, let out a roar of fury. It was as if it was telling everyone that it hadn't reached the age of retirement yet. It fiercely smashed into a car.
An enormous fireball rose with a rumble, and the fragments of the car flew in all directions. The bodyguards hiding behind the car were immediately blasted into pieces. Severed limbs flew in the air.
They were done for! Qin Fen let out a long breath. The speed of these bodyguards was far inferior to the speed of the sniper hiding in the distance. They were incapable of using evasive military techniques that were incomparably deceptive. There were only two outcomes for them.
They would hide behind the car and be blasted to death by the cannon. They would leave the car as a target and engage in a gambling-like retreat, only to be killed by the sniper.
The final conclusion of the battle was just as Qin Fen predicted. From the beginning of the attack to the end of the battle, not even a minute had passed. Twenty or so professional bodyguards, who possessed the qualities of soldiers, were all killed in action. The members of the Scimitar organization quickly packed up their weapons and left the battlefield.
The scene stopped completely at this time. The dim lights in the room lit up once more, and Butcher spoke once more. "These twenty bodyguards have records of having served in the military for two years. They possess the most basic military techniques of a soldier. They were the bodyguards of the Flying Hearts, and they were dressed as escorts as they advanced. Not even a minute after the battle began, they were all killed in action. "
"Thorough preparations, precise coordination, sudden planning, and excellent military techniques. The results of the battle were within expectations." Iron Hand rubbed the stubble on his chin. "It looks like the child soldiers that Scimitar dispatched this time are planning on using this concert as their graduation exam, right? It looks like their grades are failing. They were actually tricked into launching an attack by the convoy of bodyguards. "
The seasoned soldier, Monkey, had a mocking expression on his face. "Getting rid of all these people probably won't get as much as Sajjad alone, right?"
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