Before his fist could even touch Kieran, it froze in mid-air.
The skinny man's cold smile froze on his face. His breathing stopped for a moment, as if he had seen something terrifying and unbearable. He took a few steps back and gasped for air with a pale face.
Not only the skinny man, but all of Mr. Pretentious G's men were also in the same state.
When Kieran's gaze landed on them, they realized that the man's gaze was stronger than a tiger's or leopard's. His gaze was like a real sword that pierced through their hearts.
Puff! Puff!
Many of them vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Those who did not vomit blood were also looking at Kieran with pale faces.
They could not figure out what had happened.
Why was Kieran able to hurt them with just a glance?
Instinctively, some of Mr. Pretentious G's men wanted to pull out their guns, hoping to conquer this unknown fear with their weapons.
However, their limbs were weak, so it was difficult for them to complete the action.
Because of this action, they fell to the ground, even though they were able to stand.
Looking at the fallen men, Kieran's fingers gently rubbed the [Half-dead's Gaze] on his right index finger. He was impressed by the power of this rare item.
As long as he did not encounter someone with a naturally strong Spirit, he would be successful in every endeavor.
More importantly, it was a group attack!
The [Half-dead's Gaze]'s [Deadman's Gaze] did not have a specific target. As long as it was activated for a second, any living being that came into contact with Kieran's eyes would have to undergo a Spirit authentication that was no lower than the wearer's -1 Level. If the authentication failed, the target would be affected by the [Fear Illusions].
[Fear Illusions: Target has fallen into an illusion. Their Spirit has passed the authentication, but their Intuition has failed the authentication. Target will suffer an attack equal to your Spirit Level. Inflicts 40 Damage to Target's HP, Target is moderately wounded …]
[Fear Illusions: Target has fallen into an illusion. Their Spirit and Intuition have failed the authentication. Target will suffer an attack equal to your Spirit Level + 1. Inflicts 60 Damage to Target's HP, Target is heavily wounded …]
Although Mr. Pretentious G's men were very strong, the battlelog clearly told them that they were just ordinary people.
It just looked strong.
Of course, compared to ordinary people. They were much stronger in terms of combat, firearms, and cold weapons, but this did not change their current situation.
"I think I've told you who I am and what kind of attitude you should use to face me!"
"I'll give you one minute to find a qualified driver."
"Don't try anything funny, because you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Kieran looked at the thin man in front of him who was on the verge of collapse. His tone seemed indifferent, but it was filled with warning. Then … Without waiting for the other party's response, he opened the door and sat in the front passenger seat.
The thin man gritted his teeth and forced himself not to fall.
His expression was one of absent-mindedness, struggle, and finally fear.
Through the rearview mirror, Kieran could clearly see the changes in the driver's expression.
Kieran was satisfied with the change in his expression.
Everything was as he had expected.
The other party was not a warrior who was unafraid of death. He was just a slightly high-ranking member of a gang.
People would be afraid when their lives were threatened, and so would the unknown.
When faced with both at the same time, the fear would destroy the confidence and worldview that the other party had built for a long time.
"Now … Mr. F * cker G!"
Kieran thought in his heart.
The other party would definitely report what happened here to Mr. F * cker G. That was an undeniable fact.
As for what kind of attitude Mr. F * cker G would take, Kieran already had some guesses.
After all. Mr. F * cker G would not be unafraid of death either.
As for dealing with the minor issues?
Kieran would need to think about it carefully.
One minute was not enough for Kieran to think.
When the door was opened and the chauffeur appeared in the driver's seat, Kieran retracted his thoughts.
[Tracking] consumed a lot of stamina. Grasping a single trace among the many traces required a high level of concentration.
"Start the car now!
Listen to my directions! "
Kieran said.
"Yes, sir!"
The chauffeur nodded in a respectful manner.
It seemed like someone had told him what had happened before he arrived.
Vroom Vroom!
The key turned. The black MPV followed Kieran's directions and drove forward.
Half an hour later, the black MPV arrived in front of a tall building.
"Sir, this is the headquarters of the Sphendix Corporation!"
We can't get any closer!
Otherwise, we'll be in big trouble! "
The chauffeur warned Kieran.
In fact, Kieran did not even need the chauffeur's warning. He had already seen the words "Sphendix".
The tire tracks extended all the way to the parking lot of the building.
"Yes, let's go back!"
Kieran said after he took another look at the tire tracks and imprinted them in his mind.
He was not depressed at all.
Before tracking the tire tracks, Kieran had already guessed that the other party would return to Sphendix's headquarters, but he had followed them just in case.
Plus, the tracking had not been a fruitless one.
At least it had given him a chance to show off his strength.
Of course, it was also because of this display of strength that he had to face Mr. F * cker G's test.
Only by passing this test would he be able to show off his true strength.
Besides, Kieran was sure that Mr. F * cker G was ready to welcome him.
He had left Mr. F * cker G a very good 'tool'.
...
Kieran returned to the barbershop.
He pushed the door open and went in.
There was no one else in the shop.
It was Mr. F * cker G and Larry.
Larry was sitting on a chair with white foam on his face. Mr. F * cker G was using a razor to brush Larry's face.
The foam and the beard were shaved off one by one, showing that he was quite skilled.
It should have been an enjoyable process.
However, Larry looked like he was about to cry.
The one who had shaved Larry was Mr. F * cker G.
He was the underground king of the city.
Mr. F * cker G had only taken a glance at Larry, but it had already made the informant tremble in fear.
When he saw Kieran come in, Larry's eyes lit up as if he had seen his savior, but he dared not move a muscle.
The razor had somehow appeared on Riley's neck.
"I've given you the 'evidence' and the bargaining chips you wanted!"
Kieran glanced at the razor on Larry's neck, then turned to Mr. F * cker G, who had turned around with a kind face.
"Yeah, it's more chips than I thought!"
But it's too much, to the point that I can't accept it! "
The amiable look on Mr. Biggie's face did not change, but his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Mr. F's killing intent had been triggered.
After he had received the report from his men and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with it, Mr. F * cker G's heart was filled with killing intent.
Mr. F * cker G felt threatened by Kieran.
It was something Mr. F * cker could not tolerate.
One Sphendix was enough for him, and he did not want another one to appear.
However, at the same time that he was afraid of the unknown, Mr. F also had a hidden doubt in his heart.
Because of this doubt, Mr. F * cker G had decided to meet Kieran one last time after setting up his trap.
He wanted Kieran to help him solve this doubt.
"According to my sources, Sphendix is suffering from an incurable disease. He should have died a long time ago.
The truth is, he's still alive and well. It's just that his personality has changed. He's been eating people like a wild animal, which doesn't match his usual style.
"Even I, this old rival, am confused!"
"But you, a stranger, were able to accurately determine the location of the corpse and seemed to be able to guess what he was doing … So, can you tell me why?"
Mr. Dumb G asked slowly.
"Because there's someone like me around Sphendix!
What's the big deal about reversing life and death? "
Kieran smiled and slowly raised his right hand.
Suddenly, lightning flashed.
Mr. Dumb G's face darkened.
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