Capítulo 946: Chapter 719: Dingchuan Cannon King
White Hair’s face showed no sign of panic; he leisurely lowered the rocket launcher, pointing the empty muzzle at the ground several meters below his feet.
The wind scattered his white hair but couldn’t blow away the aura of roguishness surrounding him.
He let out a leisurely sigh:
“The reputation of the Dingchuan Cannon King is to be solidified here… sigh.”
He shook his head lightly, like a princely sigh of enchantment.
Then, his finger gently pulled the trigger.
Boom!
A violent air stream exploded from the front end of the rocket launcher.
In an instant, White Hair, who was still mid-air, was engulfed by the fierce airwave.
A small white mushroom cloud rose from the spot.
“Is the muzzle loaded with high-pressure air rounds?”
Seeing this, someone couldn’t help but shout out.
For above the white mushroom cloud, there was White Hair, stylishly lugging the rocket launcher with both hands!
White Hair used the blast to defy gravity…
And he was floating at a height seemingly over ten meters.
At this height, no matter how strong the human body is, one can’t leap straight up like that.
Moreover, White Hair’s body was still rising; he contentedly muttered to himself, “First shot: a tribute to the heavens.”
The pre-programmed Lonsisman locomotive made a sharp turn and stopped 200 meters ahead on the highway.
The chubby guy, tossed around in confusion, retched and fell to the ground, then looked up to see White Hair soaring in mid-air.
The chubby guy, dumbfounded, said, “Is he planning to fly?”
But Mu Fan couldn’t afford to pay attention to all this; his eyes quickly followed Quico’s flashing figure as he urgently said, “Get out of here, this guy’s too fast.”
Simultaneously, his hands lifted, stealthily assuming a defensive rear-back fist stance.
He was ready to act at any moment.
But White Hair in mid-air only made one move.
His head tilted slightly, aiming at a camera that could see the scene, freeing his left hand to make a V sign for victory.
“Second shot: a tribute to the ground.”
A smirk appeared on White Hair’s lips as he looked at Mu Fan, then at the rapidly moving figure below, unable to resist his pride and arrogance.
“Hahaha, did you forget? In front of me, Handsome Yin, evasion doesn’t exist!”
…
“Who is this Handsome Yin?” Several major forces observing the scene sternly asked the same question.
But apart from a few instructors from Dingchuan Academy, no one else knew this peculiar name.
Soon, their attention was drawn to White Hair’s actions.
The punk-styled White Hair, who was flying in mid-air with a rocket launcher, suddenly placed his left hand on the upper left of his orange windproof goggles, gently pressing, instantly projecting a trapezoidal orange light screen in front of him.
“I can see you.”
White Hair’s body suddenly spun, his left hand swiftly plucking a light blue warhead from the ammo chain, placing it at the muzzle, then executing a smooth rotation of one and a half turns with the rocket launcher, ultimately aiming at an area shrouded in white smoke, pulling the trigger without hesitation.
Bang.
Another wave of air exploded in mid-air, and White Hair used this recoil to glide to the rooftop of a three-story building.
The blue RPG warhead traced a fiery arc towards a specific area.
In less than 0.1 seconds, a figure shimmering with diamond glow landed there without time to react.
The blue warhead collided with Quico instantly!
The diamond giant’s eyes showed disbelief for the first time.
Clink, with a clear collision sound,
The blue warhead exploded, yet bizarrely, there was no fire.
Only some liquid splattered and rapidly dissipated.
Was it a dud?
Quico looked at his shoulder, where not even a fingernail-sized dent appeared, and couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
“The current me is impervious to impact and toxins; I could take ten thousand of these. Is this how you intend to hurt me? Idiot.”
White Hair looked down with pity, pursed his lips, and spat two words unkindly: “Dumbass.”
Quico stopped smiling, his expression turned cold as he swiftly darted forward, intending to tear White Hair apart.
After all, today’s quota for killing is one, so it might as well be two.
White Hair snorted, muttering to himself in a low voice, “Third shot to honor the idiot.”
His left hand quickly swiped across the ammo chain, pressing a red-patterned rocket onto the muzzle with a crisp clink.
Standing straight at the edge of the rooftop, he had the best view and was facing the rapidly approaching Quico.
The orange trapezoidal light screen just flickered gently.
“Uh-oh, I’ve seen you again.”
At this moment, White Hair’s actions were at their peak speed, appearing to observers as if he casually aimed at an area and suddenly pulled the trigger.
The red warhead fired instantly.
At the same time, Quico’s figure flashed into that area once again.
Quico’s voice was filled with a mix of rage and disbelief.
“How can you hit me!?”
“You can’t possibly harm me.”
Boom!
An ever so slightly muffled collision sound.
The red warhead hit directly on Quico’s chest!
But this time was completely different; as the warhead softened and cracked, terrifying high temperatures soared up instantly.
Sparks burst into fierce flames, and what was most terrifying was the blue flames surrounding Quico’s body.
That meant the flames had ample oxygen to fuel them!
“Ahhh!”
At that moment, Quico, who transformed into a giant Fire Man, finally let out a sound unlike anything before.
It was a scream of agony.
He was ignited in an instant, desperately rolling around but unable to extinguish the clingy flames.
The pale blue flames became denser, and Quico’s entire body became increasingly bright and dazzling.
His diamond-structured body was entirely set ablaze.
His wailing continued, and finally, as his head completely burned, it gradually diminished.
The orange light strip in front vanished, White Hair reverting back to his heavy metal rock style.
“Liquid oxygen bomb plus Incendiary Bomb, together with my 100% hit rate, if you don’t catch fire, I’ll take your surname.”
“So in this world… you gotta read more books, having a body of diamond and getting hit by a liquid oxygen bomb like a fool, if not you then who should burn?”
Ultimately drawing this conclusion, White Hair shook his head regretfully, casually slinging the empty launcher over his back, glancing around.
He ran straight to a nearby surveillance camera on the rooftop, forcibly twisted it towards himself.
Then he made two V gestures with his hands at the lens, looking as silly as possible, and yet White Hair beamed brilliantly.
“Hello everyone, I’m a member of Dingchuan Academy’s team, Freedom Wings, and today I’m live broadcasting a thermal sword therapy on an idiot. Due to the gruesome nature of the scene, the broadcast ends here. See you next time.”
With a snap of his fingers, a bright flash from his wrist, cameras within 500 meters went dark.
Then White Hair squatted at the rooftop’s edge, peeked over, and, with a run-up, rolled down, standing energetically in front of Mu Fan.
Mu Fan looked at the human torch that was once Quico, then at the spirited White Hair, finding it hard to believe that the level seven mutant, which even the Tree Seagull Mecha couldn’t handle, was subdued by White Hair.
This made him seriously doubt Quico’s self-proclaimed “level seven.”
“Have you guys been on special training these days, how… did you become this strong?” Mu Fan said with admiration, while behind him, under the cliff, hiding in the river water, was Thunderhawk!
But now, his predicament was casually resolved by the sudden appearance of White Hair.
He shook his arms, the War Armor that had just covered them quickly retracted, making Mu Fan both frustrated and impressed.
White Hair checked on the now sunlight-bright Quico, removed the rocket launcher from his back, holding it in front of him, gently blowing the warm smoke from the muzzle.
He gazed sentimentally at the sky at a 45-degree angle, uttering a phrase that left Mu Fan dumbstruck, a phrase that would resurface in moments even years later as a famous saying—
“There’s nothing in this world that an RPG can’t solve.”
“If one isn’t enough, then make it two.”