Hero Hack: Reversing Heroes and Raising Harem

Chapter 22: Breathes Bullets

Chapter 22: Breathes BulletsZain frowned, watching the thugs disappear into the shadows.

"Tch... They're running already?"

"I wanted to farm them a bit more."

He turned to where Burnshot's body had been—now completely absorbed by the system.

In its place, however, lay two items: some black canisters and a compact, black pistol with a sleek frame.

Zain crouched, picking up the weapon.

"Hmph. Didn't even get the chance to use it, huh?"

He immediately inspected the grip and trigger.

He stood up, flipped off the safety, and aimed at one of the fleeing thugs in the distance.

In a breath, he squeezed the trigger.

Bang!

The thug dropped instantly, a clean headshot.

Zain lowered the gun, eyes narrowing in approval.

"I was good with the bow in my past life... a pistol's even easier."

He examined the weight of the weapon, the smoothness of the mechanism.

It wasn't anything special—but in the right hands, deadly enough.

"This might come in handy for weak opponents. No need to waste powers on insects."

He clicked open the magazine and frowned slightly.

"But... bullets. I'll need to find more."

Zain stood silently, the gun hanging at his side.

"What to do..."

Then, his gaze shifted to the system interface hovering faintly in his view.

A grin crept onto his face.

"Wait... I've got the system. Why waste time

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Zain's eyes narrowed.

"Explosive punches, huh? That's... familiar. Almost like martial arts—Exploding Fist technique."

But by the time the thought finished, Ruckle was already in front of him—his fist barreling forward.

Zain crossed his arms to defend—

BOOM!

The moment Ruckle's punch connected, an explosion appeared from his knuckles, increasing the power of his hit.

The ground cracked under his feet as Zain skidded back several meters, smoke rising from his forearms.

Zain dropped into a slide, boots grinding to a stop.

He glanced at his arms—smoking, bruised—but not broken.

He stood up slowly, exhaling.

"Damn... Knuckle Burst, huh? That's a nasty trick."

Ruckle flexed his fingers, grinning.

"So, you've got Hard Skin... maybe even more. I can smell power on you. But I don't care if you've got two abilities or ten."

He slammed both fists together, triggering a faint explosion between them.

"I'm still gonna break you."

Zain smiled, raising his burned hand.

"You can try. But I don't break that easy."