chapter 36 waves of cheap flesh
Author: Putri dewi
last update2026-07-04 22:30:16

The red numbers in the corner of Jihan's vision began to count down from 05:00.

"Bring it on, you dogs!" Jihan roared.

The brick-red aura wrapping his fists flared brightly amidst the highway drizzle. A stocky thug recklessly charged at the very front, swinging a steel crowbar straight at Jihan's head.

Jihan didn't dodge. He raised his left arm, blocking the crowbar.

CLANG!

The steel crowbar bent instantly upon hitting Jihan's arm, which was protected by the system's kinetic energy. The thug's
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