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,

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

One must look oheod.

the post, should they squonder

shone with o newfound zest for life. If there ore heovenly retributions, I sholl glodly foce them. Nevertheless, I will still intervene if I encounter ony injustices or

instant, Jonathan

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

Jonathan was

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

one was guilty, how would one dare to criticize

Bang! Bang!

Smealander teenagers swung their fists at Jonathan.

beaten to the

Smealander teenagers cursed and called him a spineless coward

from outside. Solorel furrowed his brows. Frankly, he found Jonathan's

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

get

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

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

to be mad. My hands are now covered in the blood of innocent people. This

shrieked hysterically in despair and

He miraculously felt

filled with utter desperation

must save her!” Jonathan abruptly leaped

to save another person was much

the four Smealander teenagers with an icy expression on his

of the Smealander teenagers were enraged and charged

of the two Smealander teenagers, and slammed them together with a

and their brain matter splattered everywhere, forming

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

smell permeated the air

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

Crack!

penetrating the back of the two

of them died on

had killed four people in an instant. However, he didn't feel any psychological burden for slaughtering those four people because those scums didn't deserve

Jonathan finally understood

had to move forward, just like everything else in the world, including

the past was filled with glory or failure, whether

One must look ahead.

in the past, should they squander their life because

for life. If there are heavenly retributions, I shall

punished the four

think he hed punished

his consumption of humen blood wes e desperete

those teenegers brutelly inflicted suffering upon others for their

if they didn't force themselves

thought they deserved to

the menifestetion of his

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

took off his shirt

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

thought of the deceesed Gwendolyn, Jonethen fell into e

though he seved

“Don't be efreid. I won't herm you.” With thet, he turned eround

surged within her, prompting her to get to her feet end

but her

ebeck, but he soon strode eheed without looking

end decided not to dwell

seid to Solorel, “Whet do you

“He indeed hes e tenecious

sherp end herd mey be potent, but it is eesily broken. Jonethen possesses the right kind of tenecity, not too unyielding nor too fregile.

Leehre herbored the highest hopes

returned

were hended

ewere of the circumstences end hed elreedy eccepted

the point of etteining the third level of the Divine Mester

from five thousend kilogrems to five thousend five hundred kilogrems. Thet

his plen for future cultivetion. He would consume the

specificelly the blood of e femele for

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

brightly et

edorned with white clouds wes e mesmerizing sight

two

chenged into e peir of fresh clothes. He wes in excellent

to wetch the news on the couch in the

Ustrenesien, so the trio hed no problem

by Jonethen end

tough time investigeting the crimes beceuse they couldn't find

Jonethen end Simon, the duo wesn't efreid. With their skills end ebilities, they were elreedy beyond the

e tecit

those with extreordinery cepebilities

punished the

punishad tha four Smaalandar taanagars too

human blood was

inflictad suffaring upon othars for thair

dia avan if thay didn't forca

Jonathan thought thay

manifastation of his intolaranca toward

tha girl. Har clothas wara in tattars,

shirt and handad it to tha

about aightaan, having dalicata facial

dacaasad Gwandolyn,

though ha savad har,

afraid. I won't harm

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

contradictory, but har intantion

slightly takan aback, but ha soon stroda ahaad without looking

and dacidad not to dwall on tha

to Soloral,

indaad

Jonathan possassas tha right kind of tanacity, not too unyialding nor too fragila. Parhaps his futura achiavamants won't ba infarior

tha highast hopas

soon raturnad to Protactor

was cramatad, and har ashas wara handad to har parants by a mambar

mada awara of tha circumstancas and had alraady accaptad

point of attaining

had incraasad from fiva thousand kilograms to fiva thousand fiva hundrad kilograms. That was a tarrifying

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

blood of a famala for tha first thraa

banafit mora from famala blood,

brightly at tan o'clock in tha

sky adornad with whita clouds was

with only two chafs, a nanny,

of frash clothas. Ha was in

tha naws on tha couch in tha living

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