Noisy

Richard Jr. and the old butler were absolutely dumbfounded.

Before this, they couldn't possibly have believed that someone in this world could be so powerful.

A single person had wiped out nearly two thousand men in just a few short seconds.

That was the equivalent of an entire military regiment.

And an armored regiment, at that!

Firearms and armored vehicles were as fragile as paper before him, completely unable to withstand a single blow.

It was, in the truest sense, easier than crushing an ant on the ground.

After all, you still had to look carefully to find an ant, right?

Hum!

Qin Ning stood suspended in midair. With a wave of his hand, he set up a barrier around the York family castle.

He then glanced back at Richard Jr. and the old butler. "Stay here and do not leave the castle grounds. I am going to bring Richard back."

With that said, he leaped up and vanished into thin air.

"Am... am I dreaming?"

It took a long moment for Richard Jr. to recover from his shock, his face still filled with horror and awe.

Everything he had witnessed today felt so incredibly unreal.

"Young Master, this is no dream. It is absolutely real!"

The old butler spoke with equal excitement. "To think that this lord from Huaxia is such a supreme being! No wonder the Master kept traveling there. I finally understand why the Master was completely fine after being shot previously. He must have learned some skills from this lord!"

Hearing this, Richard Jr.'s body trembled with excitement.

He had always revered the concept of deities, yet he understood that those so-called gods and lords were merely fabrications, not real entities.

But now, after witnessing Qin Ning's terrifying power with his own eyes, he realized that it wasn't that they didn't exist, but rather that his own horizons had been too narrow to ever touch upon such a realm!

...

Meanwhile, in a military base in Country Y.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were stationed here. The base was filled with numerous armored vehicles and even heavy weaponry like missile launcher trucks.

Inside a heavily guarded cell.

Richard's hands and feet were bound by heavy iron chains. The cell itself was divided into several inner and outer layers, each made of thick steel walls.

Crack!

A sharp sound rang out. Inside the cell, a middle-aged general holding an iron whip lashed it viciously against Richard's body.

"Are you going to talk or not?!" he demanded with every strike.

However, despite the iron whip striking his body, Richard felt absolutely no pain.

After all, compared to bullets, a whip swung by human strength was essentially no different from a mere tickle to him.

"Are you going to talk?"

After delivering over a dozen more lashes, the middle-aged general seemed tired and asked while panting slightly.

"Talk about what, you son of a bitch?"

Bound hand and foot by thick iron chains and unable to break free, Richard glared at him. "I was tailed by your men the moment I got off the plane. When I got home, I was strafed by machine guns and then dragged here."

"You keep asking me if I'm going to talk, but why don't you actually ask a damn question? What exactly do you want me to say?"

"Still acting tough?" The middle-aged general grew furious.

He then swung the whip wildly in a frenzy of attacks. "Are you going to talk or not?"

"Idiot!"

Richard looked at him as if he were a clown. This guy definitely had something wrong with his brain.

"You'd better release me right now. Otherwise, when Huaxia loses contact with me and Young Master Qin comes here personally, it will be your doomsday," Richard threatened.

The middle-aged general scoffed dismissively, "Young Master Qin or whatever, do you even know where you are? Still fantasizing that someone can save you? Even Captain America would have to leave a kidney behind if he came here."

Boom!

Just as his words fell, a violent explosion echoed from behind him.

The middle-aged general was startled. He turned around to see that the multiple layers of steel plates making up the cell had been blown apart by some unknown force.

How was this possible?

Given the structure of this cell, not even a missile could pierce through it.

While he was bewildered about what had just happened, a figure slowly walked out from the dust and smoke.

"Young Master Qin!"

Upon seeing the newcomer's face clearly, Richard's expression instantly lit up with joy.

"He is the Young Master Qin you spoke of?"

The middle-aged general's expression changed. He never expected someone to actually break in here.

How could this be?

How did he get in?

"You, you... where are the men outside?" he asked in terror.

Qin Ning glanced at him. "My apologies, I just sneezed and ended up killing them all."

"Impossible! We have missile launcher trucks and armored vehicles! How could you..."

"You mean those toys?"

Qin Ning smiled faintly. "I flattened them all with a single slap."

With that said, he took a step forward.

"You, you... don't come any closer!" The middle-aged general quickly drew his gun and aimed it at Qin Ning.

However, Qin Ning ignored him and continued to walk forward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After three consecutive gunshots, Qin Ning stood there completely unharmed.

"If you dare come any closer, I'll kill him!"

Saying this, the middle-aged general shifted his gun and aimed it at Richard.

"Idiot."

Richard gave him a disdainful look. "You think you can kill me with that broken toy in your hand?"

At this moment, the middle-aged general finally realized the situation.

That's right.

This guy could even withstand a machine gun strafing; how could a handgun possibly kill him?

His expression shifted rapidly as he watched Qin Ning getting closer. He then put away his gun, raised his fists, and said, "If you have the guts, put away your flashy superpowers and fight me hand-to-hand with real skill!"

"Noisy."

Qin Ning pointed a single finger at him.

In the next moment, the middle-aged general was entirely obliterated into ashes by an invisible force. Before he could even let out a scream, his body and soul were completely destroyed on the spot.

He then unlocked Richard's iron chains. With a leap, he carried Richard and flew directly into the sky above the military base.

Hum!

Qin Ning pointed downward from midair. In an instant, the light from his finger struck the military base below like a falling star. Within a radius of a hundred miles, nothing remained except a massive crater, as if the area had been struck by a meteorite.

Swish!

Immediately after, Qin Ning took Richard and left the area.

Inside the castle.

Richard Jr. and the old butler were still sincerely kneeling and bowing in the direction where Qin Ning had disappeared.

Suddenly, two figures appeared before them.

"Father!"

Upon seeing that Richard was safe and sound, Richard Jr.'s face instantly lit up with pleasant surprise, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After all, his father had been taken away for so many days, and he was naturally worried about his safety.

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