Warming up???

Song Kunlun’s words directly left the spectators in the lab dumbfounded.

Such a thunderous, lightning-like punch was merely a warm-up? Could it be that their boss got knocked senseless?

But Song Kunlun’s subsequent actions made it clear to them that he wasn’t knocked senseless; it really was just warming up.

Song Yun’s foot was still held by Song Kunlun.

After Song Yun delivered that last punch, his entire strength, like a flowing river, drained away in an instant.

This is a period of emptiness after exerting all one’s strength, which always requires some time to recover.

At that moment, Song Yun was just like this, his strength rapidly recovering, but Song Kunlun wouldn’t foolishly wait for him to fully recover.

Of course, now it didn’t even matter to Song Kunlun whether Song Yun’s strength fully recovered or not.

Song Yun’s thunderous rain of punches, though they reddened Song Kunlun’s skin in waves, didn’t hurt him at all.

Not a single injury.

Even Song Kunlun himself found it hard to believe, and with it came an explosion of absolute confidence.

"Song Yun, you can’t hurt me. Even if you go all out, you can’t hurt me. You’re done. The warm-up is over, now I will avenge my son."

Song Kunlun shouted, lifting his hand.

Song Yun couldn’t resist against Song Kunlun’s immense strength and was lifted into the air.

"Hahaha, Song Yun, you’re my weapon now." Song Kunlun laughed, gripping Song Yun’s foot tightly and exerting force.

Whoosh.

Song Kunlun swung Song Yun’s body around.

Song Yun could do nothing, letting his body be swung by the leg in midair.

Bang.

Song Kunlun slammed Song Yun onto a nearby lab table.

The bottles and various reagent containers on the table shattered, and the scattered chemicals stuck to Song Yun, while the table was smashed to pieces by the impact.

Boom.

After shattering the table, Song Kunlun swung to the side, smashing Song Yun onto another table.

Likewise, that table shattered under the impact.

At this moment, Song Yun, in Song Kunlun’s hands, was like a mere toy.

"Does it feel good?"

Song Kunlun held Song Yun, but Song Yun was now caught upside down.

Blood appeared on Song Yun’s skin, and though his skin was hardened, even abnormally so, Song Kunlun’s swinging strength was something Song Yun couldn’t resist, causing wounds to form.

Song Yun’s upper body slowly showed streaks of blood.

"There’s more excitement to come."

Song Kunlun held Song Yun upside down, laughing, as he kicked against the ground, charging towards a nearby wall.

Whew.

Song Kunlun tossed Song Yun casually.

Song Yun’s body slammed into the wall ahead.

This time, Song Kunlun controlled the force, so the wall wasn’t dented.

After Song Yun’s body hit the wall and bounced off, Song Kunlun’s fist followed swiftly.

The fist targeted Song Yun’s chest.

Boom.

Song Kunlun’s fist planted into Song Yun’s chest, hammering him into the wall.

Spurt.

Blood gushed from Song Yun’s mouth, creating a large pit beneath him.

The pit radiated outward.

"Earlier, you enjoyed hitting me, didn’t you?"

Song Kunlun held his fist against Song Yun’s chest, saying, "This time, I’ll let you have fun too, to repay you, I’ll only use my right hand, hahaha."

With that, Song Kunlun retracted his fist and quickly thrust it forward again.

Bam.

A punch landed on Song Yun’s chest.

Crack.

Song Yun’s bones continued to crack.

Bam.

Another punch, Song Kunlun’s fist smashed into Song Yun’s face.

Song Yun’s nose bone was knocked askew, and blood flowed from his nostrils.

Bam.

Another punch, Song Kunlun’s fist struck Song Yun’s eye.

Blood spurted from Song Yun’s eye.

Song Yun’s vision blurred instantly, as if seeing the world through red-tinted glasses.

At this moment, Song Yun was in considerable discomfort.

Song Kunlun’s strength was incomprehensible, and Song Yun found no solution against his attack-resistant body.

Song Yun’s strength hadn’t fully recovered, and being controlled by Song Kunlun, he couldn’t mount any effective counter, only allowing himself to be brutalized.

Bang bang bang.

Punches fell on Song Yun’s body, not fast, but each one landed.

The wall behind Song Yun was obviously thicker than the one before.

Song Yun was punched deeper into the wall, as the surrounding fragmentation expanded.

The pit beneath Song Yun grew larger and deeper.

Vomit.

Song Yun’s blood sprayed freely.

Song Yun finally felt his consciousness blurring.

For the first time in a long while, Song Yun felt his consciousness blurring.

His blurred consciousness meant his body suffered significant damage, with the brain issuing commands based on the injury degree, leading to unconsciousness when the blurriness reached a certain level.

Unconsciousness is actually a self-protection mechanism of the brain.

Cannot faint.

Song Yun struggled to keep his consciousness clear, only for Song Kunlun’s punches to land on him, making his consciousness blur even more, and the pain rapidly intensified.

Pain.

For the first time, Song Yun felt such intense pain.

Smack.

Song Kunlun grabbed Song Yun’s neck and, looking at his swollen eyes, said, "Don’t be in a rush to die. You killed my son; I won’t let you die soon. Take your time, I’ll slowly torture you until you regret coming into this world."

With that, Song Kunlun raised his foot, stepping on Song Yun’s shin, and said, "Song Yun, aren’t you tough, saying you’ll let me use one hand? Why don’t you let me use one leg as well, huh? If I exert force, your leg will break."

"Damn... damn..."

Song Yun gasped, painfully saying, "You... trash, I’m letting you, letting you use a leg, I’ll still, still kill you."

Crack.

At that moment.

Song Kunlun’s foot stomped down hard.