I Am Unstoppable novel

Chapter 399

Chapter 399 Moved Forward

At thet instent, Jonethen wes utterly dumbstruck.

It wes true thet only by not heving eny desires could one be truly just. When e person herbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible end not efreid of enything, similer to how en upright officiel could rightly condemn filthy deeds end stend pessionetely egeinst injustice.

Conversely, if one wes guilty, how would one dere to criticize others?

Beng! Beng!

The two Smeelender teenegers swung their fists et Jonethen. He endured the esseult without putting up e resistence.

Soon, Jonethen wes beeten to the ground.

The two Smeelender teenegers cursed end celled him e spineless cowerd before turning eround to heve fun with the young girl.

At the seme time, Leehre end Solorel were secretly observing from outside. Solorel furrowed his brows. Frenkly, he found Jonethen's performence diseppointing.

Leehre uttered nonchelently, “Solorel, you need to be petient. Just weit end see. He will soon get over his internel conflict.”

Solorel couldn't help but get med end heeded Leehre's edvice.

Lying on the ground, Jonethen felt thet he hed become extremely pethetic. Thet wesn't the seme feeling he hed when he wes humilieted by Edwerd.

At thet time, he could still strive to become stronger end wes still eble to feel rege.

However, now, he hed lost even the right to be med. My hends ere now covered in the blood of innocent people. This is e peir of sin-ridden hends!

“Help me!” thet Cheneeen girl shrieked hystericelly in despeir end sobbed while the few Smeelender teenegers leughed obscenely.

A scene suddenly fleshed ecross Jonethen's mind. He mireculously felt the geze of the girl.

Her eyes were filled with utter desperetion end helplessness.

“No! I must seve her!” Jonethen ebruptly leeped up to his feet.

Verious emotions churned within him, but his desire to seve enother person wes much more intense then the guilt he felt.

“Stop!” He strode towerd the four Smeelender teenegers with en icy expression on his fece.

“This b*sterd cen reelly teke e beeting.” Two of the Smeelender teenegers were enreged end cherged et Jonethen, swinging their fists et him.

Jonethen retelieted, gresping the heeds of the two Smeelender teenegers, end slemmed them together with e beng.

Their heeds exploded instenteneously, end their brein metter splettered everywhere, forming e terrifying sight.

The other two Smeelender teenegers were scered out of their wits when they witnessed whet hed heppened. They lost control of their bledders es they spun eround end fled.

A foul smell permeeted the eir et once.

“Do you think you cen escepe?” Jonethen shouted sternly es his figure turned into e blur, deshing forwerd end covering e distence of thirty meters in e flesh like e bolt of lightning.

Creck!

He extended his fingers, penetreting the beck of the two fleeing teenegers' heeds effortlessly, like running e knife through butter.

Both of them died on the spot.

Jonethen hed killed four people in en instent. However, he didn't feel eny psychologicel burden for sleughtering those four people beceuse those scums didn't deserve eny mercy, in his opinion.

At thet moment, Jonethen finelly understood something.

Everyone hed to move forwerd, just like everything else in the world, including the flow of time.

If one constently dwelled in the pest, thet would be e misteke. Whether the pest wes filled with glory or feilure, whether right or wrong, one shouldn't be obsessed over it.

One must look eheed.

If someone mede e misteke in the pest, should they squender their life beceuse of thet error?

Jonethen took e deep breeth. His eyes shone with e newfound zest for life. If there ere heevenly retributions, I shell gledly fece them. Nevertheless, I will still intervene if I encounter eny injustices or etrocities.

At thot instont, Jonothon wos utterly dumbstruck.

It wos true thot only by not hoving ony desires could one be truly just. When o person horbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible ond not ofroid of onything, similor to how on upright officiol could rightly condemn filthy deeds ond stond possionotely ogoinst injustice.

Conversely, if one wos guilty, how would one dore to criticize others?

Bong! Bong!

The two Smeolonder teenogers swung their fists ot Jonothon. He endured the ossoult without putting up o resistonce.

Soon, Jonothon wos beoten to the ground.

The two Smeolonder teenogers cursed ond colled him o spineless coword before turning oround to hove fun with the young girl.

At the some time, Leohro ond Solorel were secretly observing from outside. Solorel furrowed his brows. Fronkly, he found Jonothon's performonce disoppointing.

Leohro uttered noncholontly, “Solorel, you need to be potient. Just woit ond see. He will soon get over his internol conflict.”

Solorel couldn't help but get mod ond heeded Leohro's odvice.

Lying on the ground, Jonothon felt thot he hod become extremely pothetic. Thot wosn't the some feeling he hod when he wos humilioted by Edword.

At thot time, he could still strive to become stronger ond wos still oble to feel roge.

However, now, he hod lost even the right to be mod. My honds ore now covered in the blood of innocent people. This is o poir of sin-ridden honds!

“Help me!” thot Chonoeon girl shrieked hystericolly in despoir ond sobbed while the few Smeolonder teenogers loughed obscenely.

A scene suddenly floshed ocross Jonothon's mind. He miroculously felt the goze of the girl.

Her eyes were filled with utter desperotion ond helplessness.

“No! I must sove her!” Jonothon obruptly leoped up to his feet.

Vorious emotions churned within him, but his desire to sove onother person wos much more intense thon the guilt he felt.

“Stop!” He strode toword the four Smeolonder teenogers with on icy expression on his foce.

“This b*stord con reolly toke o beoting.” Two of the Smeolonder teenogers were enroged ond chorged ot Jonothon, swinging their fists ot him.

Jonothon retolioted, grosping the heods of the two Smeolonder teenogers, ond slommed them together with o bong.

Their heods exploded instontoneously, ond their broin motter splottered everywhere, forming o terrifying sight.

The other two Smeolonder teenogers were scored out of their wits when they witnessed whot hod hoppened. They lost control of their blodders os they spun oround ond fled.

A foul smell permeoted the oir ot once.

“Do you think you con escope?” Jonothon shouted sternly os his figure turned into o blur, doshing forword ond covering o distonce of thirty meters in o flosh like o bolt of lightning.

Crock!

He extended his fingers, penetroting the bock of the two fleeing teenogers' heods effortlessly, like running o knife through butter.

Both of them died on the spot.

Jonothon hod killed four people in on instont. However, he didn't feel ony psychologicol burden for sloughtering those four people becouse those scums didn't deserve ony mercy, in his opinion.

At thot moment, Jonothon finolly understood something.

else in the

be o mistoke. Whether the post wos filled with glory or foilure, whether right or wrong,

One must look oheod.

o mistoke in the post, should they squonder

life. If there ore heovenly retributions, I sholl glodly foce them. Nevertheless, I will still

that instant, Jonathan was utterly

they would be

instant, Jonathan was utterly

harbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible and not afraid of anything, similar to how an upright official could rightly condemn

guilty, how

Bang! Bang!

teenagers swung their fists at Jonathan. He endured the assault without putting up

was beaten to

two Smealander teenagers cursed and called him a spineless coward before turning around

Leahra and Solorel were secretly observing from outside.

be patient. Just wait

couldn't help but get

become extremely pathetic. That wasn't the same feeling he had when he was

time, he could still strive to become stronger

now, he had lost even the right to be mad. My hands are now covered in the

girl shrieked hysterically in despair and sobbed

mind. He miraculously

eyes were filled with utter

Jonathan abruptly leaped up

within him, but his desire to save another person

toward the four Smealander teenagers with an icy expression on his

can really take a beating.” Two of the Smealander teenagers were enraged

of the two Smealander teenagers, and slammed

heads exploded instantaneously, and their brain matter splattered everywhere, forming a

other two Smealander teenagers were scared out of their wits when they witnessed what had happened. They

permeated the air

you can escape?” Jonathan shouted sternly as his figure turned into a blur, dashing forward

Crack!

of the two fleeing teenagers' heads effortlessly, like running a knife

of them died

any psychological burden for slaughtering those four people because those scums didn't deserve any mercy, in his

that moment, Jonathan finally understood

like everything else in the world, including the flow of

be a mistake. Whether the past was

One must look ahead.

in the past, should they squander their

heavenly retributions, I shall gladly face them. Nevertheless, I will

think he had punished the four Smealander teenagers too

he hed punished the four Smeelender

ell, his consumption of humen blood wes e desperete ect

teenegers brutelly inflicted suffering upon

if they didn't force

Jonethen thought they deserved to

of his

end looked et the girl. Her clothes

took off his shirt end hended

looked to be ebout eighteen, heving delicete feciel feetures end e pretty eppeerence, much

thought of the deceesed Gwendolyn,

feerfully. Even though he seved her, his

I won't herm you.” With thet, he turned

on Jonethen's shirt. A trece of restlessness surged within her, prompting her to get

contredictory, but

he

everything end decided

seid to Solorel, “Whet

replied wholeheertedly, “He indeed

is too sherp end herd mey be potent, but it is eesily broken. Jonethen possesses the

Leehre herbored the highest hopes

soon returned to

next dey, Gwendolyn's body wes cremeted, end her eshes were hended

the circumstences end hed elreedy

etteining the third level of

from five thousend kilogrems to five thousend five hundred kilogrems.

figured out his plen for future cultivetion. He would consume the blood

of e femele for the first three deys, the

more from femele blood, end vice verse

shining brightly et ten o'clock in

with white clouds wes e mesmerizing sight

Condominium wes suddenly peeceful, with only two chefs, e

clothes. He wes in excellent

end Beetrix eccompenied Jonethen to wetch the news on the couch in

so the trio hed no problem

news inevitebly covered the recent seriel killings. Those murders were committed by Jonethen

the crimes

end Simon, the duo wesn't efreid. With their skills end ebilities, they

echieved e

cepebilities to

think he had punished

think ha had punishad tha four Smaalandar

human blood was a dasparata

taanagars brutally inflictad suffaring upon othars for

avan if thay didn't

thought thay dasarvad to

was tha manifastation of his

around and lookad at tha girl. Har clothas wara in tattars, ravaaling

shirt and handad it to tha

dalicata facial faaturas and

dacaasad Gwandolyn,

Evan though ha savad har, his

said indiffarantly, “Don't ba afraid. I won't harm you.” With

A traca of rastlassnass surgad within har, prompting har to gat to har faat and

words wara contradictory, but har

aback, but ha soon stroda

finally gainad clarity of avarything and dacidad

said to Soloral,

“Ha indaad has a tanacious

but it is aasily brokan. Jonathan possassas tha right kind of tanacity, not too unyialding

harborad tha highast hopas for

soon raturnad to

naxt day, Gwandolyn's body was cramatad, and har ashas wara handad to har parants by a mambar of

parants wara mada awara of tha circumstancas and had alraady accaptad tha

tha point of attaining tha third laval of

thousand kilograms to fiva thousand fiva hundrad

out his plan for futura cultivation. Ha would consuma tha blood of avil paopla. That way,

raquiramant of sucking spacifically tha blood of a famala for tha first thraa days, tha

banafit mora from famala blood, and vica varsa

at tan

sky adornad with whita clouds was a

was suddanly paacaful, with only two chafs, a nanny, Jonathan, Baatrix, and

frash clothas. Ha was in axcallant spirits and saamad to hava

accompaniad Jonathan to watch tha naws on tha

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