Thornton's pursuit was by no means slow. After Logan tumbled off the front of the car and disappeared from his line of sight, it was at most less than a second, but when Thornton emerged from the visual blind spot, he was shocked to find that the spot where Logan should have been lying was completely empty—only a pile of shattered glass and a pool of blood remained.

“How could this be?” Thornton was astonished, unable to resist taking a closer look.

But this was exactly what Logan had calculated! Because in the very next second, as Thornton peered intently, a blinding flash suddenly exploded—turns out Logan had not only escaped in time, but had also anticipated Thornton's next move, leaving a flashbang at the scene.

This time, Thornton was caught off guard, his vision instantly flooded with blinding white! Realizing something was wrong, he immediately leapt aside, trying to get away from his previous position, but just as he vaulted into the air, it felt as if he had slammed into a massive wall—stars burst before his eyes, and he was sent flying, blood spraying everywhere.

As it turned out, despite suffering a series of heavy blows, Logan had managed an astonishing burst of strength in that instant. When he rolled off the front of the car and entered his enemy’s blind spot, he reached out and grabbed a nearby railing, twisted his body, and rolled under the car, leaving a flashbang behind as he went.

Then, as Thornton was blinded by the flashbang, Logan had already grabbed a nearby metal box and hurled it at him with tremendous force. It was clear that after his transformation, Logan's strength was immense—the metal box was not empty, weighing at least forty or fifty kilograms, yet in his hands it was as light as a feather, as if he were tossing a small stone.

Logan's series of actions were executed in one seamless motion, relying entirely on his powerful combat instincts!

Not only that, after throwing the box, he immediately rolled again, then let out a beastly roar from deep within his chest, pouncing forward with an agility far beyond that of ordinary people.

You could see Logan's right hand raised high, fingers curled into a claw. In the blink of an eye, he crossed the twenty-odd meters between them, then swung his right hand down hard at Gale in front of him. As he did so, razor-sharp claws, like those of a wild beast, sprang from the fingers of Logan's right hand.

The claws were generally bone-yellow in color, but if you looked closely, you could see the tips gleaming with a metallic sharpness. Each was about ten centimeters long, looking incredibly sharp and seemingly able to cut through anything!

At this moment, Ryan Bennett's vision had already recovered. He was hiding in the darkness on the second floor, not daring to make a sound, but watching the battle below intently, not even willing to blink, memorizing every detail.

Because Ryan Bennett had realized that the fight below had already gone far beyond the realm of current world technology. Whether it was the strange little shield in Gale's hand, or the bizarrely transformed Logan, the abilities on display were things you’d only see in movies, comics, or TV shows!

“Existence is reasonable…” Ryan Bennett was already somewhat dazed, muttering this phrase to himself over and over, quickly accepting the scene before him.

Fortunately, the series of extraordinary events two days ago had given him ample psychological preparation, so accepting all this now was not difficult. In fact, Ryan Bennett even felt a faint excitement.

Why? Because his terminal illness had already left the world’s medical technology helpless. The stronger these people’s powers, the greater his own chances of survival.

……

Logan performed an aerial somersault, then used the momentum to slash down with his claw. Gale immediately blocked with the blue-and-white five-star shield in his hand!

The moment claw met shield, a tooth-grinding screech rang out, accompanied by a shower of sparks! Gale was clearly overpowered, forced to stagger backward. Meanwhile, Logan, after driving him back, dropped to all fours like a wolf and leapt to the side, raising his claw for another attack from the flank.

At this point, Gale had no time to dodge or parry, and could only watch as the sharp claws lunged for his throat. But at that moment, he shouted:

“East 30, South 12!”

Right after his shout, a muffled gunshot rang out! The shot was fired with pinpoint accuracy at Logan!

At the critical moment, Logan pushed off the ground with his right foot, performing a difficult aerial side-flip to dodge the shot. His claw missed its target, instead gouging into the door of a nearby Lincoln Navigator.

Immediately, the smooth, mirror-like black car door emitted a chilling tearing sound as the metal at the edge curled up, sharp and gleaming, with Logan ripping out a half-meter-long gash.

This was a display of the powerful tacit understanding between Gale and Thornton.

At this moment, Thornton was still blinded by the flashbang and could only fire blindly at the sound. The numbers Gale shouted were their prearranged code, telling Thornton to shoot at a spot 30 centimeters east and 12 centimeters south of his voice, successfully forcing Logan back.