God-Level Special Forces Soldier

Watching Wang Bin sprinting energetically, Ren Wenshan and the others hurriedly supported each other to chase after him.

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A half hour later, not only had their surprise not diminished but it had intensified.

”Hurry up, hurry up!” Wang Bin glared at Ren Wenshan and the others panting heavily behind him like exhausted dogs and scolded, ”Did you skip breakfast? We’ve only walked a little and you’re already this tired?”

In their hearts, everyone secretly complained. They did have breakfast, but now it was afternoon and lunch hadn’t been eaten. Aren’t you hungry?

Thinking back to half an hour ago when Wang Bin had to rest after just ten minutes of walking, Ren Wenshan and the group exchanged silent glances, each feeling a bit emotional. Could it be that hatred really is the source of all strength?

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After constantly berating and scolding the group, Wang Bin plopped onto the ground, a dry feeling in his mouth overwhelming him. He couldn’t help but ask, ”Are we there yet?”

At this moment, even Wang Bin, who was previously full of energy like he’d been injected with adrenaline, couldn’t help but stop to rest. The condition of Ren Wenshan and the others was already imaginable.

Seeing Ren Wenshan and others almost foaming at the mouth on the ground, Wang Bin shook his head and cursed, ”A bunch of useless fools!”

Satan looked at the people behind him and said calmly, ”Based on the previous tracking, it’s just thirty meters ahead around the corner, but considering how long you took on the way, the target might have already left the original location!”

Hearing Satan’s words, Wang Bin sat in a daze as if struck by lightning, unable to utter a single word.

The willpower that had been sustained by the desire for revenge instantly evaporated, and he collapsed on the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably and white foam trickling from his mouth like someone brushing their teeth.

Satan looked at this rich boy with some amusement; how was his mind even functioning, lacking even the basic ability to think?

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After some pinching, water feeding, and muscle massaging from his men, Wang Bin finally regained consciousness.

His men were instantly overjoyed and blushed: ”Brother Bin, you’re finally awake. If you’d been any later, Yang would have had to give you mouth-to-mouth!”

Thinking of Yang’s fierce appearance and his mustache, Wang Bin shuddered and sat up, touching his lips, ”He didn’t give me mouth-to-mouth, right?”

”No, he went over there to brush his teeth!”

As soon as the words fell, a muscular man with a mustache appeared with a smile, though that smile looked particularly fierce on his rugged face.

Running over, he said, ”Brother Bin, I’m here!”

Seeing Wang Bin already sitting up, he showed a look of surprise and said with some regret, ”Brother Bin, you’re awake?”

Listening to the disappointment in the big man’s voice, Wang Bin couldn’t help but tremble all over as he began to reconsider whether he should fire Yang when they got back.

This idea, once it appeared, became uncontrollable, making Wang Bin secretly decide not to be soft-hearted and to fire him immediately once they returned!

Though Yang had followed him loyally for many years, he did spend two or three of those years in prison. Who could guarantee nothing happened to him in there?

Therefore, Wang Bin felt it necessary to nip any danger in the bud!

Without answering Yang’s question, Wang Bin told the people behind him, ”Help me up!”

Having come this far with much effort, even if Xiao Tian had left, Wang Bin really didn’t want to give up so easily. Besides, it was just a few steps ahead; maybe there could be some revelations?

However, as soon as Wang Bin stood up and his foot touched the ground, a tingly sensation shot up from his calf, almost making him fall.

That feeling was like standing up after squatting in a toilet for an hour, a sensation of life or death.

Yang quickly moved up, wrapping Wang Bin’s arm around his neck while putting his hand around Wang Bin’s waist, supporting him as they moved forward.

Wang Bin trembled suddenly, usually feeling nothing of it, but Yang’s actions now seemed quite odd to him.

Feeling the hand moving from his waist to his backside, Wang Bin’s muscles tensed instantly, as did certain parts of his body below his midsection.

But when he steeled himself and quickly reached the corner, the scene before him made him forget about the discomfort, immersing him in sheer terror!

Simultaneously, Satan’s pupils contracted sharply; could this be the work of that special forces soldier?

As everyone stood there, stunned and overwhelmed, Satan quickly approached the battlefield. When he saw the blond man who had been dead for some time, he stood frozen, extreme shock filling his heart.

Of course, Satan recognized the blond man, and it was precisely because of this recognition that he was even more terrified.

The blond man, ranked twenty-first on the Dark List, a senior officer of the Water Drop Organization, was killed just like that?!

Although ranked only twenty-first, within the circles, no one dared to believe that about the blond man—not because of his organizational backing, but because he had the right to use finished experimental products from the Water Drop Organization’s bio-research laboratory.

The power of those biohumans had left experts who had seen their power in awe and fear, and combined with the blond man’s own abilities, his ranking would not truly be just twenty-first.

However, the Dark List’s ranking takes into account factors such as the impact of events, reputation, personal strength, among others before determining the rank.

For instance, after Xiao Tian destroyed a Shinto Shrine and caused international waves, his influence skyrocketed, propelling him to become the tenth-ranked dark horse, basking in infinite glory!

But the blond man’s situation was somewhat different; due to some elites from the Water Drop Organization, many upper-mid rankings were taken on the Dark List.

So, the influence of the factions behind these elites is greatly discounted, not even comparable to a small organization nurturing a top expert for a higher boost.

Thus, experts when facing someone from the Water Drop Organization typically wouldn’t gauge their combat capability based on ranking, as that would be suicidal!

Knowing these inside stories, Satan felt increasingly uncertain and hesitant. If the individual who could kill the blond man had such power, how could he be an unknown entity?

After thinking it over, Satan suddenly thought of a possibility: the tenth-ranked Hunter on the Dark List—his real name seemed to be Xiao Tian?!

If the Hunter was indeed involved, then everything could be explained, yet wasn’t it said earlier that the Hunter’s strength had drastically fallen?

With no clear answers emerging, Satan started hesitating; if Xiao Tian, whom he had thought to be just another ordinary special forces soldier, was indeed the tenth-ranked Hunter, then he...