"Almighty Push and Banshō Ten'in?"
"Not bad!"
Zhou Cheng couldn't help but nod inwardly, quite satisfied with this reward.
Not only powerful, but it also instantly boosts your coolness factor.
Here, it's worth mentioning that Almighty Push and Banshō Ten'in are not just about pushing people away and pulling them back.
That's just the most basic and rudimentary application of these techniques, also the most common way Pain used them.
But in fact, Almighty Push and Banshō Ten'in have more advanced and refined applications.
For example, when Nagato attacked Konoha, the final battle between Heavenly Dao Pain and Naruto.
Pain, using the Heavenly Dao, could use the Almighty Push to create a protective layer that enveloped his entire body.
This would deflect all of Naruto's energy attacks.
He could also condense the repulsive force into blades for cutting attacks.
Furthermore, he could lift massive stones, as large as skyscrapers, to suppress Naruto.
From the various manifestations, the Almighty Push and Banshō Ten'in were actually very similar to Telekinesis/Psychokinesis.
This meant that, besides using Feathers for ranged attacks, Zhou Cheng now also had a means of energy-based offense!
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Next.
Impatiently, Zhou Cheng immediately began an enthusiastic round of experimentation.
He gently gestured with his hand towards his surroundings, and an invisible force emanated outwards.
Buzz!
All the furniture around him, the sofa, cabinets, refrigerator, and tea table, all floated in front of him!
And with Zhou Cheng's light wave of his hand, they flipped and moved around him.
It wasn't just a simple push or pull.
Instead, according to Zhou Cheng's will, they moved freely in three hundred and sixty degrees.
It was a complete display of Telekinesis.
"Not bad!"
"Very good."
Zhou Cheng couldn't be more satisfied.
He waved his hand again, and the floating furniture gently "landed" on the ground.
Then Zhou Cheng gestured towards the kitchen.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh! Several kitchen knives immediately flew up.
Zhou Cheng pointed again.
Shua shua shua! The kitchen knives all transformed into Li's Flying Daggers, shooting towards the direction Zhou Cheng indicated.
Seeing the Li's Flying Daggers about to hit the door, Zhou Cheng used Almighty Push again for control.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh! Those kitchen knives obeyed his command, freezing in mid-air.
"Haha, just like the Scarlet Witch's magic."
Zhou Cheng couldn't help but laugh.
After excitedly experimenting with Almighty Push, Zhou Cheng sat back on the sofa.
He began to make some calculations.
Half a month ago, he had Wade Wilson accept the commission to kill Satan.
Now, judging by the time, it was about time to close the net.
"Wade!"
Zhou Cheng didn't hesitate and picked up his phone, contacting Wade Wilson.
He wanted the other party to arrange a time and place to meet with the mastermind behind the bounty on Satan's head.
Because Satan had already been killed by Zhou Cheng!
"Zhou, everything is arranged."
Although Wade Wilson is a bit of a jerk, he's also very reliable.
About two hours later, he had everything sorted out.
The other party told Zhou Cheng the specific time and place for the meeting.
"But Zhou, you're not going to tell me you actually killed Satan, are you?"
Wade Wilson's voice followed, full of surprise and curiosity.
"What do you think?"
Zhou Cheng just asked a meaningful question in return, without explaining anything further.
Wade Wilson also demonstrated the good qualities of a mercenary, not pressing for further questions.
"Right, Wade, do one more thing for me."
Zhou Cheng thought for a moment and then made another request of Wade Wilson.
The other party agreed without hesitation.
So, what then?
Go about business as usual, as if nothing had happened.
Do nothing.
Or rather, the only thing to do was wait for nightfall.
...
One o'clock in the morning.
Hell's Kitchen.
In front of an abandoned building.
A place usually deserted, even avoided by the homeless, now had two rows of black cars parked in front.
Standing before those cars were two lines of burly men in suits, standing like spears.
Anyone with a keen eye would notice that these men were not ordinary; all were professionally trained in combat.
Their waists bulged, clearly concealing weapons.
Standing at the front of these men was a bespectacled, seemingly refined middle-aged man.
Undoubtedly.
This middle-aged man, who seemed out of place with the atmosphere of the scene, was the one giving the orders here.
This person was none other than Kingpin's top confidant, Wesley.
"Do you really think Satan is dead?"
In the quiet night.
A burly bald man next to Wesley spoke, breaking the silence of the scene.
Ever since Satan appeared in Hell's Kitchen and caused a lot of trouble, Wesley was naturally ordered to investigate it.
According to the information.
That guy had a pair of wings and could fly. He could also use his wings to launch feathers to hurt people.
He was quite formidable.
He wasn't the kind of character that just anyone could handle.
"That's precisely the question we need to figure out next, isn't it?"
Wesley pushed up his glasses and said with a blank expression.
The burly bald man nodded and didn't say anything more.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a flash of light streaked across the sky.
Willis and his group all perked up; the mercenary who had accepted the bounty had arrived!
Rustle, rustle!
The next moment...
Under the gaze of Wesley and the others, a black car slowly came to a stop in front of them.
The car door opened.
A young Asian face appeared before everyone's eyes.
Without a doubt, it was Zhou Cheng.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh! All eyes fell on Zhou Cheng.
This person... was the mercenary who killed Satan?
He didn't look the part, did he?
With that small frame, that yellow-skinned monkey, did he even have the ability?
"That's… one of Kingpin's guys!"
While Wesley and his group were observing Zhou Cheng, Zhou Cheng was doing the same.
He appeared calm on the surface, but he immediately focused on Wesley.
Although he didn't know the name, Zhou Cheng still had an impression; the one with the glasses seemed to be Kingpin's confidant.
So, it seemed Kingpin was really the one who put a bounty on his head.
This matched the information Wade Wilson had provided earlier.
"Where's the money?"
Zhou Cheng quickly considered these thoughts, then stopped wasting time and spoke coldly.
"Where's Satan?"
Wesley was just as confrontational.
"In the trunk."
Zhou Cheng answered casually.
Wesley waved at a burly man beside him.
The man understood and immediately went to Zhou Cheng's car, intending to open the trunk to check.
But Zhou Cheng reached out and stopped him from opening it.
"Where's the money?"
He stared at Wesley again, unblinking.
Wesley simply beckoned.
A burly man walked up, carrying a black briefcase. He opened it in front of Zhou Cheng.
Inside, neatly stacked, were bundles of American dollars.
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