Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 1173 - 590: Sleepless Night

To possess such strength at such a young age, calling you a genius would be an understatement. In fact, the word 'genius' isn't enough to describe you.

This kind of power is simply..."

Carl's words had the flavor of curry and were as relentless as a machine gun. Although he was flattering, Lin Beichen clearly had no interest in listening to a big guy's drivel; if it were a pretty lady, that might be different.

Seeing this guy going on endlessly, Lin Beichen directly interrupted, "What nonsense are you babbling about? Were you a fly in your past life? I don't have time to waste on your nonsense."

Lin Beichen glanced down at the time on his phone, then said, "I'll give you thirty seconds. Within those thirty seconds, kneel down, surrender, and confess your crimes sincerely. If you satisfy me, I might spare your life."

What?

What the hell?

What's this kid talking about?

Carl was stunned, looking up at Lin Beichen blankly, almost doubting if he hadn't woken up and was hallucinating.

Otherwise, how could such a situation occur?

"Are my ears malfunctioning? Are you telling me to kneel?" Carl pointed at Lin Beichen and then at himself, a face full of astonishment.

This expression of shock lasted for a few seconds, then gradually turned hideous and twisted, eventually transforming into a roar of anger: "Damn monkey, do you really think having some strength allows you to act arrogant in front of me?"

Calling you a genius is showing you face, but without that, what are you? Do you think we're still a hundred years ago? So what if individual strength is formidable? So what if your fists are tough? So what if you can dodge a handgun's bullet?"

As he spoke, Carl suddenly took out a rectangular box from his back, opened it, and his fingers swiftly moved like shadows. As each piece was assembled, a pitch-black silenced rifle pointed at Lin Beichen's head, formally appearing in everyone's sight.

"Is this... is this a submachine gun?" someone exclaimed with wide eyes.

"Oh my, if I'm not mistaken, this is one of the weapons from the Ugly Country's army, right? How did it get here?"

"This thing has an astonishing firing rate, if hundreds or thousands of bullets are fired, even a tiger would be riddled like a sieve."

"It's over, this kid is done for, even an Immortal can't save him now."

After the shock, some people looked at Lin Beichen with pity. In their eyes, Lin Beichen had no chance of turning the tables; he was definitely doomed.

This isn't a handgun; with hundreds or thousands of bullets pouring down, there's not even space to dodge. How can you anticipate? How can you evade?

Of course, at this moment, more people were so frightened that their legs went weak. Some even screamed and fainted in fear. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Seeing everyone's reaction, Carl couldn't help but reveal a smug smile on his face.

"Kid, do you think you can dodge my submachine gun's spray?"

Carl raised the gun, turned off the safety, and with a contemptuous look, said to Lin Beichen, "You dog, aren't you wild? Aren't you powerful? Go on, keep being powerful for me to see."

Carl shouted while walking towards Lin Beichen.

After reaching Lin Beichen, he lifted a foot and kicked fiercely towards Lin Beichen.

In Carl's eyes, the submachine gun's threat was enough to make anyone with sense choose to submit. He kicked out, even starting to calculate whether to slowly torment this kid or simply finish him off with a shot and leave leisurely.

However, just as Carl was full of confidence and everyone thought Lin Beichen would obediently submit, Zhao Lili's face turned pale with despair, Lin Beichen suddenly smiled.

The smile appeared abruptly, yet carried an indescribable composure. He reached out and grabbed, surprisingly catching Carl's ankle steadily.

Carl was stunned, immediately wanting to retaliate, only to see Lin Beichen apply slight force with his hand.

A "crack" sound echoed, the sound of bones shattering was clearly audible, and Carl let out a pig-like scream. His face contorted, eyes bulging out nearly from their sockets, overflowing with agony.

At this moment, he seemed like a castrated hyena, roaring at Lin Beichen: "You bastard, I want you dead!"

Saying this, he endured the pain, aimed the submachine gun at Lin Beichen, and was about to pull the trigger.

Watching onlookers were all petrified, Zhao Lili even closed her eyes desperately, unwilling to face the imminent bloody scene.

However, the "bing bang bong" gunfire echoed, like firecrackers, accompanied by the spread of smoke. Within this smoke, Carl seemingly returned to past times, when he roamed freely, wielding his beloved submachine gun, acting domineeringly with friends. Yet, reality dragged him back, realizing he must resolve the "trouble" before returning to savor that freedom.

He withdrew the gun, dismantled, reassembled, then pulled out a small box from his pocket, while walking through the smoke with a sinister smile. Intending to collect some "spoils" from Lin Beichen, considering it a token of his glory. However, just as he uttered, "Being my spoil is your honor," he suddenly widened his eyes, trembling all over in astonishment.

Because, he witnessed an unimaginable scene. Lin Beichen, seemingly about to be obliterated by submachine gun bullets, stood unharmed. Not only that, even the hem of his clothing remained intact, as if proving invulnerability, all the bullets mysteriously vanished before touching him.