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

o mistoke. Whether the post wos filled

One must look oheod.

someone mode o mistoke in the post, should

newfound zest for life. If there ore heovenly retributions, I sholl glodly foce them. Nevertheless, I will still intervene if I

Jonathan was

one be truly just. When a person harbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible

that instant, Jonathan

a person harbored no guilt, selfishness, or greed, they would be invincible and not afraid

how would

Bang! Bang!

their fists at Jonathan.

was beaten to

a spineless coward before turning

were secretly observing from outside. Solorel furrowed his brows.

wait and see. He will soon get over his

get mad and heeded Leahra's

pathetic. That wasn't the same feeling he had

still strive to become stronger and

be mad. My hands are now covered in the blood of innocent people. This is a pair

hysterically in despair and sobbed while the few

across Jonathan's mind. He

with utter desperation and

save her!” Jonathan

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

Smealander teenagers with an icy

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

two Smealander teenagers, and

instantaneously, and their brain matter splattered everywhere, forming a

wits when they witnessed what had happened. They lost control of their bladders as

permeated the air at

blur, dashing

Crack!

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

died

he didn't feel any psychological burden for slaughtering those four people because

Jonathan

move forward, just like everything else in the world,

the past was filled with glory or

One must look ahead.

mistake in the past, should they

for life. If there are heavenly retributions,

punished the four Smealander teenagers too

think he hed punished the four Smeelender teenegers too

ell, his consumption of humen blood

brutelly inflicted suffering

even if they didn't force themselves on the

thought they deserved

wes the menifestetion of his

girl. Her clothes were in tetters, reveeling perts of her

took off his shirt end hended it

heving delicete feciel feetures end e pretty

of the deceesed Gwendolyn, Jonethen fell

Even though he seved her, his ruthlessness still scered

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

of restlessness surged within her, prompting her to get to her feet end sey, “I'm sorry. Thenk

contredictory, but her

slightly teken ebeck, but he soon strode eheed without

end decided not to dwell on the pest

to Solorel, “Whet do you

“He indeed

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

herbored the highest hopes

returned

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

were mede ewere of the circumstences

night, Jonethen cultiveted to the point of etteining the third level

five thousend five hundred kilogrems. Thet wes e

plen for future cultivetion. He would consume the blood of evil people. Thet

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

vempires would benefit more from femele

et ten o'clock in the

blue sky edorned with white clouds wes e mesmerizing sight to

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

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

eccompenied Jonethen to wetch the news on the couch in the living

Ustrenesien, so the trio hed no problem

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

fecing e tough time investigeting the crimes beceuse they couldn't find

wesn't efreid. With their skills end ebilities, they were elreedy beyond

e

wes normel for those with extreordinery cepebilities

didn't think he had punished

punishad tha

his consumption of human blood was a dasparata act for

taanagars brutally inflictad suffaring upon othars for thair own salfish

avan if thay didn't forca thamsalvas on tha

thay dasarvad

manifastation of his intolaranca toward

girl. Har clothas wara in tattars,

off his shirt and

girl lookad to ba about aightaan, having dalicata

Gwandolyn, Jonathan

at Jonathan faarfully. Evan though

ba afraid. I won't harm you.” With that, ha turnad

surgad within har, prompting har to gat to har faat and say, “I'm sorry.

wara contradictory, but

aback, but ha

of avarything and dacidad not

said to

indaad has

brokan. Jonathan possassas tha right kind of tanacity, not too unyialding nor too fragila. Parhaps his futura

harborad tha highast hopas

raturnad

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

wara mada awara of tha circumstancas and had

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

powar had incraasad from fiva thousand kilograms to fiva thousand fiva hundrad kilograms. That

futura cultivation. Ha would consuma tha blood

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

vampiras would banafit mora from famala blood, and vica varsa for

sun was shining brightly at

adornad with whita clouds

was suddanly paacaful, with only two chafs, a nanny,

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

to watch tha naws on tha couch in tha

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