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Inside the armed helicopter skimming over the sea.

Besides the pilot, there were two men wearing combat uniforms and black masks.

Raindrops constantly hit the windshield, slightly blurring the view of the harbor ahead.

A man sitting in the back row silently took out a portable medical kit from his chest.

Opening it, there was a syringe and five tubes of injectable solution containing a pale blue liquid.

He used the syringe to draw out the injection, then stuck the needle into his neck.

As the blue liquid slowly entered his veins, his eyes gradually began to change.

The whites of his eyes increased, blood vessels grew, and a faint blue light flashed in his pupils, making them brighter and more piercing.

"Ah Jian, this isn't your first mission, are you still nervous?"

Seeing this, the older man next to him couldn't help but advise, "Although the side effects of this stuff aren't too bad, it's best to use it sparingly."

The young man called "Ah Jian" took a deep breath, seemingly to ease the effects of the drug.

Then, with a solemn expression, he replied:

"Brother Luo, didn't the intelligence department say that the experimental subjects working for the Red Tiger Gang are very powerful and can't be killed by bullets? We're probably in for a fierce battle later."

Hearing this, the older Brother Luo laughed:

"Our mission is only to subdue the target, not to kill it. Besides, what era is this? Who still relies on close combat?"

As he spoke, he patted the two specially shaped guns stuck on his belt.

"Special anesthetic gun, one shot can paralyze a 10-ton elephant within three seconds, rendering it unconscious."

"And there's my heavy machine gun and rockets, guaranteeing enough firepower to suppress the ground."

Brother Luo smiled, then continued to explain the situation of this mission:

"According to the intelligence description, the runaway experimental subject that the Red Tiger Gang is preparing to smuggle should be similar to those normal experimental subjects, with strength about twenty times that of an ordinary person, the most important thing is that their body recovery ability is amazing."

"However, relying solely on physical strength, without awakening special abilities, there are too many weaknesses. After all, with that kind of perverted ability to withstand bullets, headquarters wouldn't have rated it as D-level and only sent the two of us here."

"So, the most dangerous thing about this mission is still those gang members. After all, in a mixed battle, knives and guns don't have eyes..."

Listening to his senior's guidance, the rookie Ah Jian nodded, his expression becoming much calmer.

While speaking, the helicopter had already flown over Dongdu Port, approaching the target location.

The two quickly checked their weapons and prepared for battle.

Then, they jumped directly from the hovering helicopter.

A height of more than ten meters seemed like walking on flat ground to them.

Their feet landed firmly on the ground, and the two straightened up and looked up at the warehouse with two floors, one lit and one dark.

After looking at each other, they immediately moved stealthily towards it.

Creak—

The east side door of the warehouse was gently pushed open.

The two men held their guns and cautiously stepped inside.

Just as they were preparing to launch a fierce battle, they found several corpses lying on the ground.

No.

Not just a few, but the entire floor was covered.

Bypassing the corner passage at the entrance, a spacious warehouse revealed an exaggerated scene of corpses strewn across the ground and blood flowing like a river.

Most of these corpses had bullet holes in their foreheads, killed with a single shot.

The two men were filled with astonishment.

Obviously, a fierce gun battle had just taken place here.

The Red Tiger Gang's guards seemed to have been sniped by gunmen sent by other forces, suffering heavy casualties.

Thinking of this, the two men's expressions tightened, and they immediately realized something was wrong.

The mission target had probably been taken advantage of!

Just then, a burst of messy footsteps came from the stairwell leading to the second floor.

Ah Jian raised his silenced pistol in alarm.

Brother Luo also narrowed his eyes, quickly pulling out a dagger.

After a while, three men with panicked expressions and covered in blood ran out of the door.

Seeing the two men's attire, they couldn't help but show joy, shouting:

"Are you here to support us?"

"There are monsters here! There are two monsters fighting upstairs!"

"Yes, even Brother Hao was killed by them. We only escaped by pretending to be dead on the ground!"

Brother Luo narrowed his eyes upon hearing this, looked at the three and nodded:

"Okay, I understand. Is there anything else you want to say?"

The three Red Tiger Gang members shook their heads blankly.

Pfft!

A flash of light, blood spurted out in succession.

Brother Luo suddenly attacked, neatly wielding his dagger and slitting their throats.

In an instant, he solved the three men, as easily as crushing three ants.

Then he turned his head and instructed Ah Jian:

"The situation has changed. Don't act rashly later. Follow my gestures."

Ah Jian nodded and followed him into the stairwell door.

The next scene was even more shocking to them.

The narrow stairwell was like a slaughterhouse, filled with corpses.

Some were shot dead, while others had fatal knife wounds.

The two tried to reconstruct the scene by observing the traces of the battle.

These gunmen seemed to have been deliberately lured and gathered here by someone in a very short period of time, and then all killed with similar methods.

Finally, forming a bloody path paved with corpses, leading directly to the second floor.

Brother Luo and Ah Jian couldn't help but gasp.

The Red Tiger Gang actually arranged so many gunmen. What kind of enemy are they dealing with?

The two looked at each other, then held their breath, stepped over the corpses, and silently crept up the stairs.

The lights on the second floor of the warehouse were completely off.

In the pitch-black environment, a thick, pungent smell of blood wafted.

When the two arrived here, they felt as if they had stepped into a cold tomb.

There were no figures visible, and no voices could be heard, a deathly silence.

Only a faint, strange sound of "噗嗤", "噗嗤" could be heard in front of them.

Brother Luo put the dagger back into his waist and took out a special anesthetic gun.

Ah Jian also chose to switch to a stun gun, preparing to fight the "monster" head-on.

The two moved slowly, trying to move forward as carefully as possible.

Suddenly, their eyes froze, and their pupils dilated instantly.

"That's..."

Just a dozen meters away, a black figure was lying on a mountain of blood-soaked flesh.

His right hand, raised high, clenched a twisted and curled butterfly knife.

Seeming to be suppressing anger, or perhaps too excited, he let out a beast-like low panting sound.

At the same time, the cold light of the knife flickered in the darkness, constantly rising and falling.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Like stabbing into a pile of rotten pork, the sound was particularly crisp and refreshing, making people shudder.

It turned out that the sound they had just heard was made by that broken knife.

Moreover.

When the two's vision fully adapted to the darkness, they could see clearly that the thing being stabbed by the black figure was not a mountain of flesh.

But a huge body with abnormally developed muscles, like a monster.

It's just that the body's hands and feet were severed, and even the head rolled to the side.

Ah Jian widened his eyes, carefully identifying the appearance of the head.

He discovered it was the experimental subject described in the mission briefing.

His heart jolted violently, a strange sense of dread arising within him.

A monster described as 'bulletproof' had actually been killed with a short butterfly knife, and even vivisected.

Then… what kind of monster was the one who killed the monster?

Just as he was in a state of bewildered uncertainty.

The black figure slowly stood up, turning its head to look at the two people standing behind.

Its face was covered by a mask resembling a ghost's, making it impossible to see its features.

Only a pair of pupils flashing with bloodthirsty red light made it look like a demon from hell.

Brother Luo's breathing also became heavy, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

He could feel the intensely fluctuating aura of slaughter emanating from the other person.

As a veteran, he knew very well what this concentration of aura meant, it should absolutely not appear in a D-level mission!

"Don't move!"

A-Jian finally suppressed the fear in his heart and raised his gun to aim at the black figure.

However, Brother Luo immediately raised his hand to stop him, and quickly spoke:

"We are members of the Special Investigation Team, we are only here to carry out the mission, and we have no malice towards you."

The black figure did not speak, its eyes still staring straight at them.

It seemed to be hesitating about something, or perhaps it simply wasn't listening.

Brother Luo's heart was pounding, and he could only remain still for the time being.

Someone who could kill an experimental subject known for its muscular strength with a cold weapon showed just how terrifying their physical attributes were.

Even if they hadn't awakened any special abilities, they were definitely at C-level or above in strength.

Moreover, judging by their appearance, they didn't seem to have used their full strength…

Just as cold sweat broke out on their foreheads as they confronted the black figure.

Suddenly, a tender and crisp voice rang out.

"Brother!"

The two immediately shifted their gaze, spotting a little girl in a dirty dress standing not far away.

In the darkness, her eyes were particularly bright, like stars twinkling.

Her body even faintly emitted a faint light, as if covered in a layer of white mist.

It was like the misty moonlight rising in a dream, giving people a sense of tranquility and comfort.

They saw her walk straight towards the seemingly terrifying 'monster'.

When that monster turned its head to look, the bloodthirsty color in its eyes was also rapidly fading.

It could be clearly felt that the previously intense fluctuations of killing intent were weakening, and the momentum was decreasing.

"Could it be a healing ability user?!"

Brother Luo and A-Jian were even more shocked in their hearts.

The two had also been fortunate enough to witness similar magical scenes before.

They didn't expect to see an unremarkable little girl using the same ability in this kind of place.

"Brother, is that you?"

"Please wake up, I'm Wen Xin…"

A soft call came from her ear, and Fang Cheng only felt the moonlight in front of him hazy, dispelling all the heavy blood color.

The whole person instantly felt relieved of a heavy burden, as if breaking free from an incomparably clear nightmare.

In that dream, blood mist permeated the surroundings, and ghostly shadows flickered.

It was as if everyone in the world had turned into hideous and terrifying monsters, requiring him to constantly desperately wave his knife to kill and eliminate them.

Fang Cheng lowered his head and looked at the little girl grabbing his palm.

Although those bright amber eyes showed a trace of fear and unease.

But she was still trying to approach him, trying to awaken his reason.

Fang Cheng's heart warmed, and he dropped the completely wrecked butterfly knife.

The tightly furrowed brow behind the mask slowly relaxed, and a relieved smile could not help but appear.

Wen Xin seemed to be able to sense Fang Cheng's emotions, her mood stabilized, and the corners of her mouth also raised, full of joy.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and suddenly felt a little scared.

Perhaps because he had killed too many people tonight, when it came to the all-out battle with the experimental subject.

His mind seemed to be filled with surging waves of killing intent, drowning his reason.

Even after cutting off the opponent's head with all his strength, he still used potential activation to restore his strength and continue to swing his knife to attack.

Fortunately, the butterfly knife was already overwhelmed and unable to continue using the blade storm special effect, thus avoiding the situation of exhausting his entire body.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng suddenly turned his head and looked at the two uninvited guests standing not far away.

The eyes faintly flashing red light behind the mask still made the two of them a little nervous.

"Sir, we are members of the Special Investigation Team under the Security Department."

Brother Luo immediately took out an ID and revealed his identity.

Then, he once again explained in a solemn tone:

"We are only here to take away that experimental subject, as for the other matters of the Red Tiger Gang, it has nothing to do with our mission, you can dispose of it as you wish."

"You want this ghostly thing?"

Fang Cheng was a little surprised and glanced at the muscular monster that he had already dismembered.

After a little thought, he nodded.

Fang Cheng didn't know what kind of organization the Special Investigation Team was.

He thought they should belong to the official forces, and there was no need to create conflict with them.

Seeing that they had received consent, Brother Luo and A-Jian immediately walked quickly to the experimental subject without saying a word.

One directly carried the mountain of flesh-like body, and the other picked up the fingers, palms, and head and other parts.

Then, they quickly evacuated the scene.

Only after returning to the outside of the warehouse did the two breathe a sigh of relief.

"This guy is quite easy to talk to, unlike those alien monsters who rely on their abilities to do evil."

A-Jian said with lingering fear, unable to help but sigh.

"Probably a young master from some chaebol family, out here hunting for experience, right?"

Brother Luo had calmed down at this moment and analyzed methodically:

"The combat uniform he's wearing is obviously very valuable, and that little girl has a rare healing ability, she definitely couldn't be from a commoner background."

Speaking of this, he showed a trace of hesitation.

"But speaking of which, is that little girl's surname Wen, or Weng, or Wen, I don't seem to have heard of any of these families…"

As he pondered, the corner of his eye suddenly caught a glimpse of the experimental subject's body on his shoulder.

He discovered that small fleshy buds seemed to be growing out of the blurred neck cross-section, wriggling at a very slow speed.

The beheaded body could actually retain some vitality, and it seemed that as long as it was immediately sent back to the laboratory, there was still hope of reattaching it.

Brother Luo's pupils constricted, and his heart shook.

Perhaps… the relevant information for this mission had a serious error!

Then, it also meant that the rating of the mission difficulty, as well as the guess about that person's strength, had to be raised at least one level!

A-Jian didn't care too much and muttered:

"Since he killed all the gangsters, then it's none of the Special Investigation Team's business, anyway, our mission is considered a success."

As he spoke, a few ropes were lowered from the helicopter.

The two quickly tied up and packed the captured experimental subject.

Then, they boarded the cabin and flew towards the city with flashing lights in the night.

The helicopter, with the buzzing sound of its rotors, had just left this place.

A gray-painted car also drove towards the warehouse.

The speed was so fast that the tires sparked.