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After successfully tripping the thug, Leo didn't hesitate for a moment. He quickly climbed on top of him, displaying astonishing agility and reflexes. His movements were precise and swift as he forcefully grabbed the thug's wrist holding the gun, and with a strong twist, instantly bent the wrist to its limit, producing a chilling sound of bones cracking. The thug's finger bones were severely deformed, and the pain made it impossible for him to continue holding the gun, which fell from his hand to the ground.
In agony, the thug struggled, attempting to counter with his other hand. He exerted all his strength to throw a punch at Leo, who was pressing down on him, aiming for Leo's waist. But Leo seemed unfazed by this force, his body as solid as a rock, steadfastly enduring the blow without any hint of wavering.
This scene showcases Leo's astonishing physique and endurance. He completely disregards the attacks of the thug, as if a mature warrior facing a naive child. His body, rigorously trained, is as strong as steel, rendering such blows no threat to him.
The thug's struggles gradually become feeble, his counterattacks weak and ineffective. Leo suppresses every struggle of the thug, firm and composed, completely controlling the situation. After subduing the thug, Leo's eyes show no emotion, only a cold and merciless gleam. His face is grim, every muscle tense, ready to launch a more intense attack. His fists clenched, each strike seems to carry the force of thunder, landing heavily on the thug's face.
Leo's every punch seemed to express anger and hatred towards the thug's past misdeeds. Each blow was a punishment for the thug's previous disrespectful behavior. The thug's face quickly swelled and deformed under the continuous heavy blows, his nose bridge fractured, mouth corners split, fresh blood and saliva mixed and flowed from his mouth. His brow bone cracked under the impact, blood staining his eyes and blurring his vision.
Each punch brought tearing pain, and the thug's consciousness began to blur, his eyes filled with fear and despair. He tried to struggle, but Leo's suppression was as unyielding as a giant rock. The thug's eyes flickered with a plea for mercy, a low howl coming from his throat, but Leo's merciless fists repeatedly interrupted it.
The heat of the flames surrounded the two, the firelight illuminating Leo's cold and merciless face and the thug's contorted expression of pain. Leo's attacks were as fierce as a storm, each one enough to make the thug feel a crushing agony. In this raging inferno, Leo displayed his cold-blooded and ruthless nature, completely crushing the thug's arrogance and lawlessness.
Each of Leo's blows felt like a sentence on the thug's fate. In that moment, the thug's heart was filled with regret and helplessness, realizing he could not escape this merciless demon. Leo's fists became his only world, a dark world filled with pain and despair.
As Leo continued to punch, the thug's face became almost unrecognizable, a blur of flesh and blood mixed together to form a shocking sight. Leo stood there, panting heavily, his hands stained with blood from the crowbar, the heat of the flames raging on his cheeks.
Just then, the factory's tin roof, weakened by the intense fire, suddenly gave way, a large piece crashing down near Leo, kicking up a cloud of dust and sparks. This sudden crisis jolted Leo back to reality, realizing he could no longer linger here.
He quickly bent down, picked up the scattered banknotes and gold bars on the ground, and stuffed them into his pockets as much as possible. However, due to the urgency of time and limited space, he had to reluctantly abandon some of the treasures. In the face of disaster, Leo deeply understood that the safety of life is far more important than wealth.
Grabbing the crowbar on the ground, Leo prepared to evacuate from the imminent collapsing inferno. A hint of determination flashed in his eyes, his muscles tensed, ready to respond to any potential danger at any moment. Flames raged around him, thick smoke obscured his vision, but he did not allow these obstacles to hinder his actions.
When Leo realized that his ankle was tightly grabbed, he subconsciously looked down and saw the thug he had struck, who, despite being semi-conscious, stubbornly held onto him. The thug's eyes revealed despair and unwillingness, as if trying to drag Leo into the same abyss of fate.
Leo's anger suddenly surged, and he tried to struggle free, but the thug's arm was tightly wrapped around his ankle, like a desperate python. This situation made Leo extremely furious, and he knew that in this life-and-death moment, he had to take more forceful measures.
Leo's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he tightly gripped the crowbar in his hand, and without hesitation, fiercely struck the thug's arm. Each leveraged blow carried destructive force, and the crowbar made a dull and terrifying sound as it collided with the thug's arm. The ferocity of the blows caused the thug's arm bones to break, skin to rupture, and blood and tissue to deform and tear under the impact of the crowbar.
Each blow was accompanied by the thug's agonizing screams, but Leo's only thought was to break free from this deathly restraint. Each of his strikes was more vicious than the last, deeply engraving his determination to survive and his anger towards the thug.
In the end, after enduring countless brutal blows, the thug's arms finally weakened and Leo quickly pulled back his foot. There was no trace of mercy or hesitation on his face, only deep indifference. In this cruel world, survival sometimes means making the most ruthless choices. Leo tightened his grip on the crowbar in his hand, pushed through the thick smoke and flames, and continued to run towards the exit, leaving behind the desperate screams of the thug and the collapsing sounds of the factory.
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