Just as Fang Cheng's foot landed on the high-density concrete ground, it shattered instantly like tiles hit by a heavy hammer.
Countless fine cracks spread wildly outward in a spiderweb pattern from the center under his foot, with fragments flying and revealing the twisted rebar beneath.
The entire spread diameter was several meters wide.
Lin Chuqiao subconsciously took a half step back, her beautiful eyes wide open, red lips slightly parted, her face full of astonishment.
This is C50 grade explosion-resistant concrete!
Even if you hit it hard with a large iron hammer, it may not leave a mark, yet he shattered it with a single stomp?
But merely a second later, the shock in Lin Chuqiao's eyes transformed into accustomed trust.
This is the man she admires wholeheartedly, this is the most powerful chairman of the Illuminati.
The destruction before her, no matter how astonishing, is merely a casual act for him.
