God-Tier Like System
Whoosh! With a gust of strong wind, Christopher lifted his legs to kick the beer bottle away—it was so quick that it was barely visible. In the next second, the sound of the beer bottle shattering was spread into their ears. Crack! The beer bottle exploded mid-air, and several pieces of fragments scattered quickly from the air onto the ground. They made clear noises as they hit the ground, making the man completely stunned. What fast speed and strength. Did this fellow really shatter the bottle? the drunken man thought to himself. As soon as this crossed his mind, he suddenly showed a look of consternation, but it only lasted for a brief moment. “So what if I was really about to smash you? You’re asking for it!” The drunken man clenched his right fist, and there was a sound of bone crackling on his fist. He then twisted his head, and there was crackling noise coming from his neck as well, which was also unusually clear. He was considered a tall man, and as he clenched his hand, the blue veins on his arms popped. At this point, the muscles on his body looked quite obvious. Those who rushed here as soon as they heard Chloe’s cry for help were all too scared to go against him and took a step back the moment they saw this man. At first sight, this man looked like a tough opponent to go against, so why would they get themselves into a fight with this man? The man in the black T-shirt showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Taking a huge step, he raised his fist and tried to aim it at Christopher. The man was confident. With this punch, Christopher’s nose would inevitably break if he punched it, and if he did, the teeth inside would definitely be knocked out. The strength he put in this punch was not comparable to that of ordinary people. However, Christopher raised his eyes and glanced at the black T-shirt man casually; there was still no fluctuation in his eyes. When the fist of the man was less than 10cm in front of him, Christopher's right hand began to move. Crack!The moment Christopher's right hand met the man’s fist, the man became unable to move. Then, Christopher sneered and violently twisted the man’s fist, whereupon a clear sound of bones breaking was heard from the man. Those who rushed over immediately saw that the man was now holding his right arm with his left. At this point, he was already lying on the ground, wailing constantly; his expression also showed that he was in extreme pain. Due to Christopher twisting his wrist, the man no longer felt like drinking. Instead, he looked at Christopher with horror and started to back off. Under no circumstances would he expect that this young man with fair skin and no muscles would have such a strong combat power; with a single twist, his arm was rendered completely useless. Christopher looked at the man in the black T-shirt faintly. He didn’t want to pay any more attention to this man, so he asked the security to drive the man out of the hospital. As a matter of fact, Christopher didn’t think too much of it and only thought that this man was just an ordinary drunkard who was making trouble. However, what Christopher didn’t expect was that, as this man went out, he quickly took out his cell phone. After dialing a phone number, a voice came from the other end of the line. “How did the investigation go? Did you find out about the background of Christopher and his current combat power?” “Boss, I have completed my investigation. This Christopher has no background. Noah Turner only met him recently, and Harold Myers and Andy Dune seem to have some kind of relationship with him. Nevertheless, his arm strength is very powerful; according to my experience, his punch power is estimated to be around 100kg.” The man held the pain on his right hand in, and a lot of sweat shed on his forehead as he spoke quickly. “Very well. Since Christopher only has these backers, then we don’t have to be polite any more. I have already figured out how to deal with him.” Joshua Sanders’ slightly cold voice spread slowly from the phone. ...... In the hospital. Christopher looked at Chloe next to him. With a helpless look on his face, he asked, “So this is where you work, huh? It must be very hard to be a nurse, right?" Chloe shook her head. “Since my dad’s around, it’s not hard at all. I’ve always felt that nurses can help a lot of people, so I became one. Doctors don’t often have contact with every patient of theirs as much as nurses do!” Christopher sighed secretly. Damn. This girl sure is kind, he thought. When he was about to leave, a very handsome man with a bouquet of roses in his hands approached Chloe; he had a suit on with a red tie and a pair of bright leather shoes. Seeing that, Christopher was taken aback. Didn’t she say that she didn’t have a boyfriend? In that case, this man should be her suitor. “Chloe, I came to see you purposely today. These are the roses I specially selected for you. Do you like it?” Winston took the bouquet in his hand, then with a smile on his face, he slowly walked to Chloe and said while standing in front of her. Witnessing the entire scenario, Christopher felt a little helpless. He found that he was standing between Chloe and the young man, indirectly blocking the young man from his affairs. Christopher, who didn’t want to disturb others, was about to retreat, but what Chloe did next caused Christopher's face to show a touch of astonishment. “Winston, thank you. But this is my boyfriend. He also came to see me today, so I want to tell you that the person I love is Christopher—not you.”Chloe suddenly took Christopher’s hand and held it tightly, as if she never planned to let go. As they were holding hands, Chloe’s face was tinted with a touch of pink. Meanwhile, Christopher clearly felt that there was a faint trace of sweat on Chloe's hand, which meant that she was a little nervous at the moment, and it felt like it was the first time she had ever said something like this. Naturally, Christopher knew what Chloe was trying to do at this moment. Seeing how she held his hand so tightly and was trying to make him stay, she was basically telling him that she didn’t like this Winston man and was asking for his help to drive him away. Thinking back to the fact that Chloe had bandaged his palms twice last time, Christopher felt that it wasn’t impossible for him to help her out. Besides, she was already holding his hands now, and it would be really ungentlemanly of him if he rejected her. Right now, there was no turning back for either of them, so Christopher decided to say it. “Yes, Mr. Winston. Chloe is my girlfriend indeed.” Carrying a faintly smiling tone, Christopher spoke.
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