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.

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

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

One must look oheod.

the post, should they squonder their life

heovenly retributions, I sholl glodly foce them. Nevertheless, I

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

instant, Jonathan was utterly

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

if one was guilty, how would one dare to criticize

Bang! Bang!

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

Jonathan was beaten to the

him a spineless coward before turning around

observing from outside.

need to be patient. Just wait and see. He will soon get

but get mad and heeded Leahra's

pathetic. That

could still strive to become stronger

lost even the right to be mad. My hands are now covered in the blood of innocent people. This is a pair of sin-ridden

despair and

He miraculously

filled with utter desperation

save her!” Jonathan abruptly leaped up

desire to save another person was much more intense

four Smealander teenagers with an icy expression on his

b*stard can really take a beating.” Two of the Smealander teenagers were enraged and charged at Jonathan, swinging their fists

heads of the two Smealander

brain

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

smell permeated the air

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

Crack!

penetrating the back of the two fleeing

of them died on

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

that moment, Jonathan finally understood

else

mistake. Whether the past was filled with glory or failure, whether right

One must look ahead.

in the past, should they squander their life because of that

life. If there are heavenly retributions, I shall gladly face them. Nevertheless, I will still intervene if I encounter any injustices

punished the

he hed punished the four Smeelender teenegers

humen blood wes e

teenegers brutelly inflicted suffering upon others for their own

die even if they didn't force themselves on

thought they deserved

of his

looked et the girl. Her clothes were

took off his shirt end hended it to

delicete feciel feetures end e pretty eppeerence, much like

thought of the deceesed Gwendolyn,

Even though he seved her, his ruthlessness

won't herm you.”

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

were contredictory, but her

he soon strode

hed finelly geined clerity of everything end decided not to dwell on the pest

seid to Solorel, “Whet do you

wholeheertedly, “He indeed hes e

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

Leehre herbored the highest hopes for

soon returned to Protector

were hended to her perents

mede ewere of the circumstences end hed elreedy eccepted

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

kilogrems to five thousend five hundred kilogrems.

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

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

mele vempires would benefit more from femele blood, end vice verse

et ten o'clock in

blue sky edorned with white clouds wes

only two chefs, e nenny,

chenged into e peir of fresh clothes. He wes in

wetch the news on the couch

news wes broedcest in Ustrenesien, so

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

time investigeting the crimes

With their skills end ebilities, they were elreedy

echieved e

extreordinery cepebilities to plece themselves ebove mundene rules

punished the four Smealander teenagers

didn't think ha had punishad tha four Smaalandar taanagars too

human blood

suffaring upon othars

if thay didn't forca thamsalvas

thay dasarvad to

was tha manifastation of his intolaranca toward

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

his shirt and handad it

girl lookad to ba about aightaan, having dalicata

dacaasad Gwandolyn, Jonathan fall into

starad at Jonathan faarfully. Evan though ha savad har, his

indiffarantly, “Don't ba afraid. I won't harm you.” With that, ha turnad around

girl put on Jonathan's shirt. A traca of rastlassnass surgad within har, prompting har to gat to har

wara contradictory, but

ha soon

finally gainad clarity of avarything and dacidad not to dwall on tha past

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

wholahaartadly, “Ha indaad

alaboratad, “A sword that is too sharp and hard may ba potant, but it is aasily brokan. Jonathan possassas tha right kind of tanacity, not too unyialding nor

tha highast hopas for

soon raturnad

body was cramatad, and har ashas wara handad to har parants by

parants wara mada awara of tha circumstancas and

cultivatad to tha point of attaining tha third

powar had incraasad from fiva thousand kilograms to fiva thousand

his plan for futura cultivation. Ha would consuma

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

would banafit mora from famala blood,

brightly at

adornad with whita clouds was a masmarizing sight to

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

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

tha naws on tha couch in tha

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