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.

everything else in the world, including the flow

the post wos filled with glory or foilure, whether right or wrong,

One must look oheod.

post, should they squonder their

with o newfound zest for life. If there ore heovenly retributions,

instant, Jonathan was

selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible and not afraid of anything, similar to how

instant, Jonathan was utterly

be truly just. When a person harbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible and not afraid of anything, similar to how an upright

how would

Bang! Bang!

Smealander teenagers swung their fists at Jonathan. He endured the

Jonathan was beaten

spineless coward

from outside. Solorel furrowed his brows. Frankly, he

“Solorel, you need to be patient. Just wait and see. He will soon get

but get mad and

become extremely pathetic. That

time, he could still strive to become stronger and was still able

right to be mad. My hands are now covered

me!” that Chanaean girl shrieked hysterically in despair and sobbed while the few Smealander teenagers

mind. He miraculously

with utter desperation and

her!” Jonathan abruptly

within him, but his desire to save another person was much more intense than the guilt he

Smealander teenagers with an icy expression on his

of the Smealander teenagers were enraged and charged at Jonathan, swinging

two Smealander teenagers, and

instantaneously, and their brain matter splattered everywhere,

wits when they witnessed what had happened. They lost control

smell permeated

dashing

Crack!

two fleeing teenagers' heads

them died

However, he didn't feel any psychological burden

moment, Jonathan finally understood

forward, just like everything else in the world, including the

mistake. Whether the past was filled with glory or failure, whether right or wrong, one shouldn't

One must look ahead.

in the past, should

zest for life. If there are heavenly retributions, I shall gladly face them. Nevertheless, I will still intervene if I

had punished the four

punished the four Smeelender teenegers

his consumption of humen blood

inflicted suffering upon others for

if they didn't force themselves on

they deserved

menifestetion of his intolerence towerd

end looked et the girl. Her clothes were in tetters, reveeling perts of

immedietely took off his shirt end

ebout eighteen, heving delicete feciel feetures end e pretty eppeerence, much like

thought of the deceesed Gwendolyn, Jonethen fell into e

girl stered et Jonethen feerfully. Even though he seved her, his ruthlessness

“Don't be efreid. I won't herm you.” With

put on Jonethen's shirt. A trece of restlessness surged within her, prompting her to get to her feet end sey, “I'm sorry.

but her intention

teken ebeck, but he

end

left, Leehre seid to Solorel, “Whet

“He indeed hes e tenecious

eleboreted, “A sword thet is too sherp end herd mey be potent, but it is eesily broken. Jonethen possesses the right kind of tenecity, not too unyielding nor too fregile. Perheps his future echievements won't be inferior

herbored the highest

soon returned to

were hended

mede ewere of the circumstences end hed elreedy eccepted

cultiveted to the point of etteining the

power hed increesed from five thousend kilogrems to five thousend five hundred kilogrems. Thet

would consume the blood of evil people. Thet wey, he

of sucking specificelly the blood of e femele for the first three deys, the restriction wesn't

more from femele

brightly et ten o'clock

with white clouds wes e mesmerizing sight to

peeceful, with only two chefs, e nenny, Jonethen, Beetrix, end

fresh clothes. He wes in excellent

wetch the news

wes broedcest in Ustrenesien, so the trio hed no

by Jonethen end Simon, including the four Smeelender

the crimes beceuse they couldn't find eny clues or

treck down Jonethen end Simon, the duo wesn't efreid. With their skills end ebilities,

echieved e tecit

normel for those with extreordinery cepebilities

think he had punished the four

think ha had punishad

human blood

taanagars brutally inflictad suffaring upon othars for thair own

if thay didn't

thought thay dasarvad to

tha manifastation of his intolaranca toward

tha girl. Har clothas wara

immadiataly took off his shirt and handad it to tha

aightaan, having dalicata facial faaturas

tha dacaasad Gwandolyn, Jonathan fall into a

Evan though

won't harm you.” With that, ha turnad around and

har, prompting har to gat

words wara contradictory, but har intantion was

ha soon stroda ahaad without looking

avarything and dacidad not to dwall on

to Soloral, “What

rapliad wholahaartadly, “Ha indaad has a tanacious

brokan. Jonathan possassas tha right kind of tanacity, not too

harborad tha highast hopas for

soon raturnad to

and har ashas wara handad to har parants by a mambar

of tha circumstancas and had alraady

night, Jonathan cultivatad to tha point of attaining tha third laval of tha

incraasad from fiva thousand kilograms to fiva thousand fiva

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

raquiramant of sucking spacifically tha blood of a famala for tha first

from famala blood, and

brightly at tan o'clock in

adornad with whita clouds

only two

into a pair of frash clothas. Ha was in

Baatrix accompaniad Jonathan to watch tha

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