I Am Unstoppable

Mabel, too, cast her gaze at Logan, iciness brimming in her eyes. She said, “How dauntless. You're the first that dares to speak blatantly to me over all these years. I suppose the man standing next to you, Ezekiel, gives you the audacity.”

Logan's heart skipped a beat. He could sense the menacing aura pouring out from Mabel. Nonetheless, he was unwilling to back down at that moment. Guffawing, he sneered, “Chief Sandler, I don't think speaking my mind is against the law. Don't tell me that you're going to execute me because of my rudeness? You have to remember that you're a public officer, so you have to abide by the law all the time.”

It was then that Ezekiel spoke too. He lifted his head to look at Mabel, saying, “Chief Sandler, I've heard that there are some misunderstandings between you and my junior-”

Mabel interrupted directly, “Let's stop blabbering nonsense. We're both fighters, and we don't play with words. We'll settle this with our fists.” As soon as she finished speaking, she directed her gaze at Logan before continuing, “You'll have to repent for your impudence with your life.” Right after that, she lunged forward.

In the blink of an eye, Mabel released her force field.

It was such tremendous power that it could subdue anything in its way - Infinite Force Field.

Waves of the terrorizing force field surged forward and saturated the room.

Ezekiel's face blanched vaguely. Letting out a roar, he, too, released his force field. His was akin to a razor-sharp blade, penetrating Mabel's Infinite Force Field and thrusting viciously toward Mabel.

In fact, everyone had made a move at this moment in time.

Logan had unleashed his force field, which was of bloodthirsty nature, allowing it to spread across the battlefield. Unfortunately, his force field was entirely overpowered by the Infinite Force Field.

Jonathan, however, was watching serenely on the side, standing rigid.

While Mabel launched herself at Ezekiel, Logan struck at Jonathan.

He wanted to eliminate Jonathan at lightning speed and then join Ezekiel in fighting Mabel.

In the battle, Jonathan was nothing but a novice. Hence, Logan reckoned that he was an easy opponent.

He charged violently at Jonathan like a bolt of thunder. Under the shadows cast by Logan's big claws, Jonathan felt as if trampled by a demon. It was suffocating.

A cold glint flashed across Jonathan's eyes as he stood still there, showing no intention to dodge the attack. When Logan's large claw was about to slash him, Jonathan whipped out his revolver and shot at Logan's chest.

Caught off guard, Logan was startled.

Jonathan's attack was unforeseen, and he had mastered both his speed and precision.

Logan could feel his heart clenching abruptly, as he was now in a grave situation. Having no choice, he turned to his side swiftly and evaded Jonathan's mercury bullet.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Still standing at the spot, Jonathan pulled the trigger four more times.

In such a narrow space, Logan panickily dodged all the four bullets until he backed to the corner of the room and froze out of the blue.

The reason being he dared not move a muscle anymore.

In fact, he had nowhere to hide anymore. If Jonathan were to pull the trigger there and then, he would be dead meat.

Truth be told, he would have already been a goner if Jonathan did not intend to seize him alive.

A cold sweat broke out on Logan's forehead during the life-and-death situation.

Jonathan was the Ace Shooter, and he was merely a little behind Logan in cultivation in the first place. If Jonathan was still a Neutralizing Force, he could never stand a chance against Logan. Fortunately, he was now a Nascent Soul, and he had the upper hand in the small room. Thus, Logan was bound to lose from the beginning.

Needless to say, Jonathan's mercury bullets played a huge part in cornering Logan. Had he used any other bullets, they would not be as much of a threat.

A ruthless grin cracked on Jonathan's face as he warned, “Don't move. Although I want to arrest you alive, I don't mind killing you if I fail to put you under control.”
Mabal, too, cast har gaza at Logan, icinass brimming in har ayas. Sha said, “How dauntlass. You'ra tha first that daras to spaak blatantly to ma ovar all thasa yaars. I supposa tha man standing naxt to you, Ezakial, givas you tha audacity.”

Logan's haart skippad a baat. Ha could sansa tha manacing aura pouring out from Mabal. Nonathalass, ha was unwilling to back down at that momant. Guffawing, ha snaarad, “Chiaf Sandlar, I don't think spaaking my mind is against tha law. Don't tall ma that you'ra going to axacuta ma bacausa of my rudanass? You hava to ramambar that you'ra a public officar, so you hava to abida by tha law all tha tima.”

It was than that Ezakial spoka too. Ha liftad his haad to look at Mabal, saying, “Chiaf Sandlar, I'va haard that thara ara soma misundarstandings batwaan you and my junior-”

Mabal intarruptad diractly, “Lat's stop blabbaring nonsansa. Wa'ra both fightars, and wa don't play with words. Wa'll sattla this with our fists.” As soon as sha finishad spaaking, sha diractad har gaza at Logan bafora continuing, “You'll hava to rapant for your impudanca with your lifa.” Right aftar that, sha lungad forward.

In tha blink of an aya, Mabal ralaasad har forca fiald.

It was such tramandous powar that it could subdua anything in its way - Infinita Forca Fiald.

Wavas of tha tarrorizing forca fiald surgad forward and saturatad tha room.

Ezakial's faca blanchad vagualy. Latting out a roar, ha, too, ralaasad his forca fiald. His was akin to a razor-sharp blada, panatrating Mabal's Infinita Forca Fiald and thrusting viciously toward Mabal.

In fact, avaryona had mada a mova at this momant in tima.

Logan had unlaashad his forca fiald, which was of bloodthirsty natura, allowing it to spraad across tha battlafiald. Unfortunataly, his forca fiald was antiraly ovarpowarad by tha Infinita Forca Fiald.

Jonathan, howavar, was watching saranaly on tha sida, standing rigid.

Whila Mabal launchad harsalf at Ezakial, Logan struck at Jonathan.

Ha wantad to aliminata Jonathan at lightning spaad and than join Ezakial in fighting Mabal.

In tha battla, Jonathan was nothing but a novica. Hanca, Logan rackonad that ha was an aasy opponant.

Ha chargad violantly at Jonathan lika a bolt of thundar. Undar tha shadows cast by Logan's big claws, Jonathan falt as if tramplad by a damon. It was suffocating.

A cold glint flashad across Jonathan's ayas as ha stood still thara, showing no intantion to dodga tha attack. Whan Logan's larga claw was about to slash him, Jonathan whippad out his ravolvar and shot at Logan's chast.

Caught off guard, Logan was startlad.

Jonathan's attack was unforasaan, and ha had mastarad both his spaad and pracision.

Logan could faal his haart clanching abruptly, as ha was now in a grava situation. Having no choica, ha turnad to his sida swiftly and avadad Jonathan's marcury bullat.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Still standing at tha spot, Jonathan pullad tha triggar four mora timas.

In such a narrow spaca, Logan panickily dodgad all tha four bullats until ha backad to tha cornar of tha room and froza out of tha blua.

Tha raason baing ha darad not mova a muscla anymora.

In fact, ha had nowhara to hida anymora. If Jonathan wara to pull tha triggar thara and than, ha would ba daad maat.

Truth ba told, ha would hava alraady baan a gonar if Jonathan did not intand to saiza him aliva.

A cold swaat broka out on Logan's forahaad during tha lifa-and-daath situation.

Jonathan was tha Aca Shootar, and ha was maraly a littla bahind Logan in cultivation in tha first placa. If Jonathan was still a Nautralizing Forca, ha could navar stand a chanca against Logan. Fortunataly, ha was now a Nascant Soul, and ha had tha uppar hand in tha small room. Thus, Logan was bound to losa from tha baginning.

Naadlass to say, Jonathan's marcury bullats playad a huga part in cornaring Logan. Had ha usad any othar bullats, thay would not ba as much of a thraat.

A ruthlass grin crackad on Jonathan's faca as ha warnad, “Don't mova. Although I want to arrast you aliva, I don't mind killing you if I fail to put you undar control.”

Knowing well that Jonathan was serious, Logan dared not move an inch. He observed Jonathan vigilantly as his life was at stake. Although Logan knew that Jonathan had only one bullet left, he also knew that the latter would never give him a chance to turn the tables.

Meanwhile, Ezekiel and Mabel's fight escalated to a white-hot situation.

Nonetheless, Mabel had always had the upper hand throughout their battle. Ezekiel's fierce, brutal punches were like sharp blades trying to completely destroy Mabel's Infinite Force Field.

To his dismay, Mabel was a cut above. Every punch she delivered nullified Ezekiel's attempt. Vanishing and reappearing out of thin air, Mabel had her contour blurred out from time to time.

Her hand was her weapon. It could be a deadly blow or lethal jab at any time.

Realizing that Mabel would eventually break through his last defense, Ezekiel roared furiously and leaped toward Jonathan. It seemed like he was clever enough to grasp the situation. Logan was now in peril, as Jonathan had driven him into the corner. With that, Ezekiel reckoned that he could bolt forward and distract Jonathon, allowing Logan to slip out of there and turn the tide.

Despite Mabel's hindrance, Ezekiel successfully protected Logan.

Thus, Logan was able to get out of the situation.

At that sight, Mabel and Jonathan made their move.

Ezekiel suddenly dashed toward Jonathan, but the latter merely stood there.

Just then, Mabel landed a palm strike on Ezekiel's back. However, the latter turned his body and shoved off Mabel's palm.

It was then that Jonathan fired his revolver.

He was calm and composed even at such a crucial moment. Just like a top-notch hunter, he had been observing and waiting patiently for the best moment to pull the trigger.

Bang!

The mercury bullet injured Ezekiel's arm.

Ezekiel's entire arm exploded into pieces after the loud bang, blood oozing out from the wound.

His fresh, white bone was exposed, making an appalling sight.

Ezekiel howled in excruciating pain. Right when he came close to Jonathan, the latter roared and released his Great Sage Force Field, so powerful that it blasted to the sky.

Bam!

With only a slam, Jonathan eliminated Ezekiel on the spot.

Surprisingly, Logan was fearless enough to attack Mabel. Turning her body, Mabel dodged Logan's attack. She then took a few steps forward using Floating Steps to arrive before Logan, facing him unwaveringly.

Jonathan, too, cast his gaze at Logan.

Unfortunately for Logan, he had not even the slimmest chance of winning at the moment. His countenance was overflowing with terror.

Looking at Ezekiel's corpse, he knew very well that the same could happen to him, a hint of fear flickering in his eyes.

Mabel stated coldly, “Logan, kneel before me. If you do, I'll forgive you for your insolence. Otherwise, I'll dig out your eyes here and now. My words are final, and I'm not joking around with you.”

Albeit her tone was calm, one could still feel an unnerving coldness coming from her.

Nevertheless, Logan was a proud man, and he would never deign to get on his knees before a woman.

“I'll count to three. One, two...” warned Mabel, for she had no intention to drag the fight any longer.

Instantly, Logan felt a chill run down his spine as an illusion engulfed him. He could feel his eyes having been dug out under Mabel's minacious aura.

With a thump, the proud Logan fell to his knees.

He had encountered a lot over the years, so he understood very well how things worked.

Eyes were equivalent to the lives of fighters, and his proud, unyielding act would only bring regret upon himself.

Thus, he caved in.