"One strike, just one strike, and I can subdue him. If I succeed, he belongs to me." Henry Lincoln pointed his outstretched finger at the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger.

"Fourth Master..." Old Newton was anxious. In his view, Henry Lincoln was trying to force Charles Quinn to back down with this tactic, but that idea was far too naive. There was no way Charles Quinn would retreat at this point.

Although the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger was valuable, for the Qi family, trading it for a chance to verify Henry Lincoln's identity was more than worth it.

Henry Lincoln waved his hand to stop him from speaking further, saying nothing more, just looking at Charles Quinn with contempt.

"Since Fourth Master is in such high spirits, I will gladly accompany you. Please, make your move. If you can subdue the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger in one strike, he will be yours. But according to our previous agreement, you may only use your own gene-mutation power—no pets or other weapons allowed," Charles Quinn said slowly, narrowing his eyes.

"It's over!" Old Newton sighed deeply in his heart. Now that things had reached this point, it was impossible for Henry Lincoln to have him step in instead.

Old Newton's mind raced as he tried to figure out how to break the deadlock, when he suddenly heard Henry Lincoln agree and actually stand up and walk down.

Old Newton was stunned for a moment. He had no idea what Henry Lincoln was planning. That was an alloy-class Hyper-Speed Gunslinger, and Henry Lincoln wasn't even at the steel-class level. What could he possibly do? Not to mention that the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger's speed was far beyond what Henry Lincoln could keep up with—even if the Gunslinger just stood there and let Henry Lincoln attack at will, Henry Lincoln probably couldn't even break through his defenses.

Although Charles Quinn and David Warren didn't know Henry Lincoln's true abilities like Old Newton did, they also didn't believe Henry Lincoln could subdue the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger in a single strike.

They all acknowledged that Edward Lincoln was formidable, but to say that Edward Lincoln could subdue the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger in one blow was hard to believe.

If you said Edward Lincoln could kill the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger in one strike, they might believe it was possible, but subduing him in one strike was even harder than killing him. There's a world of difference between killing and capturing alive. Even if the man before them really was Edward Lincoln, they didn't think he could capture the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger alive in one move, leaving him no chance to resist or struggle.

If he really could do that, the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger would be nearly dead anyway, and in that case, it wouldn't be of much use to Edward Lincoln even if he took it.

"Edward Lincoln is way too arrogant," David Warren gritted his teeth and said. Now he was starting to believe this man really was Edward Lincoln. Other than Edward Lincoln, he couldn't think of anyone else at the Xuan Bird Base who was this audacious.

"Even if he really is Edward Lincoln, his chances of winning aren't great," Charles Quinn snorted coldly.

As Henry Lincoln walked step by step toward the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger, countless thoughts flashed through Old Newton's mind, but he couldn't think of any way to break the current deadlock.

"I absolutely can't let Little Fifth Brother get hurt. Even if it means exposure, I have to protect Little Fifth Brother," Old Newton had already resolved to fight to the bitter end—no matter what, he couldn't let Henry Lincoln come to harm.

"Fourth Master, aren't you going to use your gene-mutation power?" Charles Quinn frowned as he saw Henry Lincoln was less than two meters from the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger, yet his body showed no change.

"Just a mere Hyper-Speed Gunslinger—why would I need to use my gene-mutation power to subdue him?" Henry Lincoln glanced at the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger with pride.

As soon as he said this, not only did Charles Quinn and David Warren think Henry Lincoln was too arrogant, even Diana White and George Webb looked at Henry Lincoln with strange expressions.

The ordinary gene-mutators in the audience whispered among themselves, thinking that this Edward Lincoln was simply too conceited.

Chapter 011: Defeating the Enemy with One Finger

They all knew the Lin family's Fourth Master was strong, but without using gene-mutation power, without the defensive boost of an alloy body, how could mere flesh and blood withstand the power of an alloy-class attack?

Did he plan to beat the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger with speed? That seemed even more impossible. The Hyper-Speed Gunslinger was a top-tier speed-type alloy creature, and its attack speed was unmatched among the alloy class.

To face the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger and claim he didn't need to use gene-mutation power—besides arrogance, they really couldn't think of another word to describe Fourth Master Lincoln.

Only Old Newton knew in his heart that Henry Lincoln wasn't unwilling to use gene-mutation power—he simply didn't have the ability to mutate.

Old Newton was already preparing to intervene by force, when he suddenly saw Henry Lincoln look at him. The determination in Henry Lincoln's eyes made Old Newton pause.

"Since Fourth Master is so confident, Young Master Qi, just let him be. Don't delay Fourth Master's performance," David Warren's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.

Edward Lincoln was strong, but if he was so arrogant as to not use gene-mutation power, his flesh and blood body could still be killed. This might be the perfect opportunity.

Charles Quinn clearly understood David Warren's meaning and smiled, saying, "Since Fourth Master insists, I can only obey."

At Charles Quinn's command, the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger's cold mechanical hand moved like lightning, instantly drawing the pistol from its waist.

Fast... unbelievably fast...

The spectators only saw a blur before their eyes—the pistol was already drawn by the Hyper-Speed Gunslinger. They hadn't even seen how it was done.