I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

"What exactly do you want?!"

The clone turned around with his hands behind his back and said coldly:

"Just watch."

the other side,

Lei Ming, who was crouching in the center of the pattern, suddenly opened his eyes!

"Success!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pattern beneath his feet seemed to be driven by some force, and it lit up with an incredibly dazzling white light!

Without saying a word, Lei Ming immediately channeled all the stellar energy in his body into the magic array through his palm!

Next second,

Boom! !

A deafening roar! A massive golden beam of light shot into the sky!

Straight into the sky!

Lei Ming's figure was also enveloped by the beam of light, and he felt an upward thrust around his body.

It was as if a beam of light was taking him somewhere.

He immediately summoned his clone through his consciousness to come over right away.

far away,

As the clone gazed at the colossal, soaring golden beam of light, a barely perceptible hint of struggle flickered across its face…

But in the end, he returned to 'normal' and leaped towards the beam of light.

Enveloped in the beam of light along with Lei Ming,

Soaring into the depths of the universe…

Chapter 234 Max

On the brightly lit streets, a man dragged his unsteady steps, carrying a nearly empty bottle of liquor, and staggered through the crowd.

He was tall and wore a worn-out brown overcoat, stained with unknown dirt that had long since dried and turned black…

His blond hair was covered in grease, and it was unclear how long it had been since he had washed it. The strands of hair were tangled and hung loosely down his back.

The stench emanating from him was like that of a rat crawling out of a sewer.

People passing by him cast disgusted glances at him, avoiding him at all costs.

But the man didn't seem to care and continued walking aimlessly.

He would occasionally raise the bottle in his hand and take a couple of sips.

"Gudong..."

The last sip was drunk up, leaving only the empty bottom of the bottle.

The man seemed somewhat bewildered, then raised the bottle high, mouth down, and shook it forcefully a few times towards his wide-open mouth.

Then a few more drops slipped out of the bottle.

The man finally gave up when there wasn't a single drop left in the bottle.

"belch……"

After letting out a loud, forceful burp, he then... slammed the empty bottle down at his feet!

"Oh!"

The bottle shattered with a crash, shards of glass flying several meters away, prompting a flamboyant, glamorous woman passing by to hurl insults at him:

"Keep an eye on the drunkard! Fuck you!"

The man stopped, slowly turning his head to look at the woman.

Although his hair, hanging down his face, obscured his eyes and part of his face... the woman still felt a flutter of panic in her heart.

It was as if they were being targeted by some terrifying being.

She immediately dared not linger any longer. Muttering curses to herself to bolster her courage, she scurried away in her high heels.

They disappeared around the street corner in the blink of an eye.

The man then withdrew his gaze and continued to stroll leisurely forward.

As he passed a luxurious building, he suddenly stopped.

Upbeat pop music started playing in my ears.

He looked up and saw a lavishly decorated building. Two burly Black men in black suits stood guard at the entrance.

There was also a neon sign next to it, with the following written on it in glow-in-the-dark pen:

To celebrate the 10th anniversary of Light Bar, all drinks are free!

The suffix also left a signature:

'From God on Earth…'

Lucifer. The gift of the Morning Star…

The man glanced at it once and then looked away.

It didn't matter; he just wanted to keep drinking.

So he ignored the long line of people waiting for security to let him in and walked straight to the bar entrance.

The two burly men guarding the door seemed to have noticed him earlier and spoke something into their radios.

Before he could get close, two tall men appeared and blocked his way, waving him away with disgust. One of them even hurled insults at him.

"Get out of here! This isn't a place for you, you damn homeless person!"

These two were also security guards at the bar. They had seen this kind of situation many times before, and usually a few words of reprimand would scare these kinds of people away.

But the man seemed not to hear him and continued walking forward without stopping.

"Fuck, are you fucking deaf?"

Seeing that the other person seemed to disregard him, the security guard cursed and took a few steps forward, shoving the man in the chest and trying to forcefully stop him from walking forward...

But when his palm touched the man's chest, it felt like pressing against a steel plate.

"Waldfa?"

The security guard paused for a moment, then used his other hand to push forward with both hands!

But then, something happened that left everyone around speechless...

Despite the security guard's forceful pushing, the ragged homeless man did not budge an inch, nor did he slow his pace.

"what the hell?"

Upon seeing this, another security guard threw away his cigarette butt, strode towards the man, and reached out to grab his neck.

The man didn't resist at all, letting the man grab his neck and pull his arms.

The two then mustered all their strength and tried to push the man down!

But the result was the same; both of their faces turned a deep, purplish-red, yet they still couldn't stop him...

People around also became interested and stopped to watch the spectacle, some even taking out their phones to start live streaming.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, the two security guards at the gate immediately started calling for backup through their earpieces:

"There's something going on at the gate, come quick!"

After a while

A dozen or so men in suits, all tall and imposing, rushed out from the side door of the bar and immediately noticed the strange scene outside the main entrance…

The two men were clinging desperately to a homeless man, their bodies tilted at a 45-degree angle, their shoes almost worn out!

Even slowing the homeless man down wasn't enough; he was being pushed backward.

"on!"

Despite not knowing what was going on, they rushed over in a swarm!

A group of people surrounded the homeless man, pulling, tugging, and shoving him.

But it still couldn't stop the man's steps for even a second...

He was like a human tank, being hindered by a swarm of overconfident ants.

Slowly move forward.

There wasn't a single unnecessary movement throughout the entire process.

"Shit!"

Is this thing made of iron?