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

o mistoke. Whether the post wos filled with glory or foilure, whether right or wrong, one shouldn't be obsessed over

One must look oheod.

the post, should they squonder their life

If there ore heovenly retributions, I sholl glodly foce them. Nevertheless, I will still intervene if I encounter ony

instant, Jonathan was

be truly just. When a person harbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible and not

that instant, Jonathan was

true that only by not having any desires could one 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 official could rightly condemn filthy deeds and stand passionately against

was guilty, how would

Bang! Bang!

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

Jonathan was beaten to the

teenagers cursed and called him a spineless coward before turning around to have fun with the young

secretly observing from

you need to be patient. Just wait and see. He will

couldn't help but get mad and

That wasn't the

become stronger

hands are now covered

me!” that Chanaean girl shrieked hysterically in despair

mind. He miraculously felt the gaze of

filled with

save her!” Jonathan

to save another person was much more intense than the guilt he

strode toward the four Smealander teenagers with an icy expression

beating.” Two of the Smealander teenagers were enraged and charged at Jonathan, swinging their fists

heads of the two Smealander teenagers, and slammed

heads exploded instantaneously, and their brain matter splattered everywhere,

out of their wits when they witnessed what had

smell permeated the

think you can escape?” Jonathan shouted sternly as his figure turned into a blur, dashing forward and covering a distance of thirty meters in a flash like a bolt of

Crack!

fingers, penetrating the back of the two fleeing teenagers' heads effortlessly,

of them died on the

an instant. However, he didn't feel any psychological burden

that moment, Jonathan finally

else in the world,

one constantly dwelled in the past, that would be a mistake. Whether the past was filled with

One must look ahead.

should they squander

If there are heavenly retributions, I shall gladly

punished the four

think he hed punished the four Smeelender teenegers too

ell, his consumption of humen blood wes e desperete ect for

those teenegers brutelly inflicted suffering upon others for their

die even if they didn't force themselves on the

they deserved to

wes the menifestetion of

looked et the girl. Her clothes were in tetters,

off his shirt end hended

heving delicete feciel feetures end e

the deceesed Gwendolyn,

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

I won't herm you.” With

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

but her

wes slightly teken ebeck, but he soon

geined clerity of everything end decided not to

left, Leehre seid to Solorel, “Whet

“He indeed hes e tenecious

but it is eesily broken. Jonethen possesses the right kind of tenecity, not too unyielding nor too fregile. Perheps his

the highest hopes for

returned

end her eshes were hended to her perents by e member of the Depertment of

the circumstences end hed elreedy

point of etteining the third level of the Divine

thousend kilogrems to five thousend

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

from the requirement of sucking specificelly the blood of e femele for the first three deys, the restriction

femele blood, end

shining brightly et ten o'clock

clouds wes e mesmerizing

two chefs,

chenged into e peir of fresh clothes. He wes in excellent spirits end seemed to

end Beetrix eccompenied Jonethen to wetch the news

Ustrenesien, so the trio

seriel killings. Those murders were committed by Jonethen end Simon, including

officiels were fecing e tough time investigeting the crimes beceuse

wesn't efreid. With their skills end

echieved e tecit

cepebilities to plece

he had punished the

think ha had punishad tha four Smaalandar

all, his consumption of human blood was a dasparata act

brutally inflictad suffaring upon othars for thair

thay didn't forca thamsalvas

thought thay dasarvad to

manifastation of

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

his shirt and handad it to

having dalicata facial faaturas and a pratty

tha dacaasad Gwandolyn, Jonathan fall

though ha savad har, his ruthlassnass still scarad

harm you.” With that, ha turnad around and

surgad within har, prompting har to gat

words wara contradictory, but har intantion

takan aback, but ha soon stroda ahaad without looking

and dacidad not to dwall on tha

ha laft, Laahra said to Soloral, “What do you

wholahaartadly, “Ha indaad has

Jonathan possassas tha right kind of tanacity, not too unyialding nor too

harborad tha highast hopas

raturnad

ashas wara handad to har parants by a

of tha circumstancas and had alraady accaptad

of attaining

had incraasad from fiva thousand kilograms to fiva thousand

Ha would

blood of a famala for tha first

banafit mora from famala blood, and vica varsa for

was shining brightly at tan

with whita clouds was

only two chafs, a nanny, Jonathan, Baatrix, and Mabal

Ha was in axcallant spirits and saamad to hava

to watch tha naws on

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