North American Detective: I am Proficient in All Kinds of Gun Quick Draws-Chapter 562 - 321 What to do when you beat your dad until he kneels and begs for mercy?_1

Without the slightest hesitation, Dean didn't even look back. He fired his gun toward the direction of the sound, a stream of bullets covering the vital points of a person's upper and lower body. In an instant, he had fired more than a dozen bullets, emptying the magazine.

This was his combat philosophy. First, empty the magazine, then see what happens next.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A series of dull metallic impacts came from behind him.

Dean instantly sensed something was wrong. His legs burst with strength, and he leaped over a meter high, flipping mid-air. While still in the air, he had already loaded a new magazine. At the same time, in the pitch-black darkness, he clearly saw the figure standing before the electronic door.

It was a tall figure wearing something resembling an aviation suit. One hand gripped the edge of the door, steadying his body, which was recoiling from the bullets' impact, while the other hand raised a strangely shaped pistol and aimed it at him.

Fuck, is this guy playing at being an armored warrior or something?!

With a mere thought from Dean, an invisible force enveloped his body. He swung his gun barrel and pulled the trigger, all while still in mid-air.

Almost simultaneously, the other party finally stabilized, aimed at Dean, and pulled the trigger.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

In the pitch-black darkness, gunfire erupted.

Bullets distorted and collided in the air, spraying in all directions.

That monster, Dean, actually hit every single bullet fired by the armored man while he was still suspended in mid-air!

This guy...

Gabriel, wrapped in a heavy protective suit, widened his eyes in shock.

Inhuman!

What kind of monster is this invader?!

Fear gripped his heart.

His hand trembled.

The trembling caused one of his bullets to go slightly astray, and just like that, the firefight was over.

BANG! A tremendous force struck him.

Gabriel felt as if his gun-holding right hand was being torn apart. The muzzle of the strange pistol in his grip exploded, and the weapon flew from his grasp, clattering loudly as it hit the ground.

Not good!

Despair filled Gabriel!

That monster, the instant my muzzle wavered, chose to stop intercepting my shots and instead blew apart the barrel of my pistol with a single bullet!

Such confidence! Utterly inhuman!

If this were the past, dying to such an opponent would have left me with no complaints.

But now...

I fought so hard for a chance to live! I haven't even had the chance to see my family one last time! How can I be willing to die in this godforsaken place?!

With a roar, adrenaline surged through Gabriel's body, suppressing the intense pain in his palm. Like a warrior clad in heavy armor, he launched a desperate, life-or-death charge at Dean, who had just landed.

Seeing this, Dean grinned.

He actually wants to fight me hand-to-hand?

Not bad. Courageous.

Dean casually tossed aside his empty handgun. He stepped forward, power originating from his foot, instantly twisting his entire body's strength into a single point. Though Gabriel attacked first, Dean's counter was faster. Just as his opponent's left fist came smashing toward him, Dean's punch landed squarely on the man's chest.

THUMP!

Before Gabriel realized what had happened, he felt a wave of Shocking Power strike him. His feet left the ground, and he, along with his protective suit, was sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the wall behind him.

He struggled to rise but found that under the impact of that Shocking Power, his bones felt soft and his muscles slack. Excruciating pain, as if his entire body was shattering, made it impossible for him to muster even a shred of strength.

My protective suit is designed for radiation protection! It's embedded with special lead alloys and has a comfortable cushioning structure. Even bullet impacts only made me stumble; I didn't feel any discomfort in my body! Yet now, with just one punch—a punch from mere flesh and blood—his fist's power has shaken me into a limp, helpless crawler!

Gabriel couldn't understand!

He'd lived for so many years and had never heard of any hand-to-hand combat master in the world capable of feats straight out of a novel!

Is it because my sins are too deep that even the Heavens don't want me to live?

TAP. TAP. TAP.

The footsteps of the Grim Reaper approached from ahead.

Gabriel clenched his teeth, relying on his strong willpower to lift his head.

His eyes widened furiously. Even through this protective helmet, I want to tear off a piece of his flesh! I have to fight for that sliver of a chance, that one-in-a-million hope of survival!

Live! 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

I just want to live!

After holding on for so many years, I finally saw a glimmer of hope! Now, all I want is to live to see my family one last time!

Damn you, Fate!

Why won't you give me even this one chance?!

「...」

Dean, his eyes glowing faintly, looked down with surprise at the armored man struggling beneath him.

It had to be said, Shocking Power was the strongest technique he had comprehended after mastering Ancient Muay Thai. It was a double-edged sword, capable of harming both the enemy and himself. A single punch could penetrate even thick armor. It was only because his current physique, with sinews and bones comparable to those of a ferocious beast, that he could use it as a regular attack.

An ordinary person hit by his full-powered punch imbued with Shocking Power would suffer shattered bones, or at the very least, be reduced to a limp crawler, their entire body wracked with agonizing pain as if countless ants were gnawing at them.

This guy actually still wants to get up and fight.

Such strong fighting spirit!

Dean felt a sense of admiration.

He crouched down, unzipped the man's 'armor,' and upon seeing a logo, realized it was a radiation-protection suit.

Once the protective suit was unfastened, Dean finally got a clear look at the man's true appearance.

It was a face that looked as if it had melted like ice cream, completely disfigured. His nostrils were upturned, and his pale white teeth were bared and clenched, no lips to cover them. A pair of dark brown eyes burned with a fierce gaze. The sight was so grotesque and repulsive it was enough to give anyone nightmares for several nights.

This guy must have been caught in a horrific fire.