He felt at least three of his ribs were broken, the severe pain nearly making him pass out. At this moment, his heart was filled with endless shock and fear. Originally, he thought the other party was just agile, faster than him, but unexpectedly, their strength was also at a crushing level. He had to know, he was a Level Eight Official in the Noah Organization, considered one of the top experts in the East Capital Branch. Before joining the organization, he was already rated as a C-Class wanted criminal by the Special Search Team. After joining the organization, he was lucky enough to pass the human experimentation, with his strength improving by leaps and bounds. Especially his muscle control and agility improved significantly, the speed of his combat moves was something ordinary experts couldn’t cope with. Now, he was no longer what he used to be, his combat abilities were comparable to A-Class. Even with such a monstrous physique, he couldn’t withstand what seemed to be a casual kick from the other party! This monster was terrifyingly strong! Jia Liang spat out a mouthful of bloody foam and ripped off the black-rimmed glasses with the shattered lenses. He widened his eyes and observed his surroundings. Dust filled the air, with broken wood chips and peeling wall paint scattered all around. Three corpses were vaguely lying there. This place... was exactly the room where he had just killed the three experimental bodies. A hint of determination flashed in Jia Liang’s eyes, and he quickly drew a handgun from the holster at his waist, aiming at the doorway. Through the smoke and dust, that figure slowly walked in. Jia Liang fired without hesitation. Flames continuously erupted in the darkness! He used the superb Mozambique drill, predicting the movement of the opponent, with a series of three shots to the body, head, and body in one go! Content originally comes from ɴovelfire.net But the bullets whizzed past the opponent’s body, creating a series of sparks on the wall. Still, they all missed. Those bullets seemed to hit an illusion made of air. Jia Liang frantically pulled the trigger, the striker producing a hollow click. The bullets were spent. He suddenly looked up. The figure at the door was gone. Uncertain where they went. But Jia Liang knew, the other party was definitely still in this room. Like a cruel feline, always toying with its prey before the kill. His breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop at this moment. The muscles in his neck became extremely stiff, he slowly, inch by inch, lifted his head. The next second, his pupils shrank to the extreme. That white ghostly face was hovering right above his head. Those red eyes, looking down, staring at him intently. The person, with limbs spread like a gecko, fingertips and soles seemingly possessing some kind of suction, just clung to the ceiling. His entire body defying gravity, dangling upside-down in the air, in violation of physical laws. The scene was simply terrifying enough to make one’s soul flee the body! Just like the Evil Ghost Kayako descending from the attic in a horror movie, appearing vividly before one’s eyes! Jia Liang let out an unintelligible growl from his throat, unable to hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground. The breath he had been holding finally dissipated completely. The severe pain from all over his body made even moving a finger impossible. He knew, he had lost, lost utterly and thoroughly. "What... who are you?" Jia Liang’s voice trembled: "I have no personal grudge with you, right?" The silhouette silently descended from the ceiling, landing steadily on the ground. "I don’t mind telling you." The figure’s voice remained calm, as if what happened just now was merely warming up, leaving a lingering sense of incompleteness. "I am the Smiling Demon your organization is tracking." Jia Liang looked at that hideous mask, seemingly connecting some clues in his mind, his eyes instantly filled with endless terror. Fang Cheng looked down at him, his gaze becoming cold. "Now, it’s my turn to ask you."