An Overprotective Father Appears: Only I Can Kill My Daughter

Deadpool vanished along with the toilet.

The school has lost a talkative, red-and-black-suited psychopath, and a mushroom cloud is about to rise outside.

Just as Sing Sing was about to catch his breath and pull out half a cigarette to calm his nerves, the sound of blood and flesh coming from Logan's side made his heart skip a beat.

As Old Goldhead was immobilized by three tungsten carbide tentacles piercing his body, his six claws were also embedded in the chest of the Omega Red.

The wound is the fatal one.

Blood kept gushing from dozens of corroded cuts on Wolverine's body, and his skin and flesh just wouldn't heal together.

Has the Healing Factor stopped working?

Something's not right. Does this red-haired octopus have built-in disinfectant?

A cure for all kinds of immortal beings?

The man who withstood the nuclear bomb is now like a deflated balloon.

"Can you smell it, dear Logan?"

The Omega Red leaned closer, "Your Healing Factor abilities are dwindling, your life force is being drained... Haha! This taste is absolutely intoxicating!"

The Death Factor gnawed at Wolverine like a malignant tumor, and Logan's face withered at a visible speed.

Not far away, Mariko, who had been watching him closely, felt a pang of anxiety.

She gritted her teeth, picked up half a steel bar from the ground, and stumbled around to the back of the Omega Red, hoping to catch it off guard.

Before the steel bar could even be swung, the Omega Red seemed to have eyes in the back of its head, and delivered a sweeping kick to the side.

Caught off Mariko was sent flying, rolling seven or eight meters across the gravel ground before coming to a stop, where she remained motionless.

Sing Sing Chow cursed inwardly.

Oh no, this time I've completely stepped on the landmine of the wife-protecting maniac. Old Goldhead is going crazy!

"Mariko!"

Sure enough, Logan roared.

Despite his weakness from having his life force drained, he gripped the tungsten carbide tentacles piercing his collarbone with both hands, veins bulging on his forehead, and used brute force to tear the bloody tentacles out inch by inch!

Ignoring the barbs that tore deep, bone-revealing wounds into his body, his six steel claws lashed out at the Omega Red like a madman.

They all fought with a death-defying style, trading blows for blows!

You poke me once, I'll retaliate with three claws!

Even if it costs me my life, I'll slice you, you red-haired octopus, into sashimi!

The Omega Red didn't flinch but laughed, letting the steel claws leave gashes on its body, which were then quickly filled by the new organization.

He is absorbing Logan's Healing Factor to heal himself. The harder Logan cuts, the more blood he bleeds, which is equivalent to accelerating self-harm!

The Healing Factor will only become increasingly sluggish until it completely fails.

And he himself will grow stronger with each battle!

"Yes! That's it, a little harder, let it flow more!" The Omega Red laughed wildly, "Your life is so sweet it's almost tragic! Haha!"

While the two Beasts were tearing each other apart, Yukio gritted her teeth and dragged her bloodied and mangled leg to Mariko's side.

He reached his finger under Mariko's nose and felt the faint breath, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, I'm still alive.

The battle on the other side has also come to an end.

With a flick of her wrist, Shi Xiaoyan Ueda Kenji swayed twice and then collapsed to the ground.

With a flick of her toe, Shi Xiaoyan flipped the person over, then grabbed half a cable and tied him up like a dumpling.

"Alive."

"Well done, Yanzi!" Sing Sing gave her a thumbs up. "I'll definitely have Lao Wang apply for a labor medal for you later!"

"You'd better take care of your wolf first..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shi Xiaoyan suddenly looked up at the sky, her brows furrowed.

He held the umbrella that had been draped over his back in his hand, ready for anything.

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Thump!

A massive silver shadow crashed between Wolverine and Omega Red, sending grass and gravel flying. Sing Sing quickly raised his arm to protect his face, but still got his mouth covered in mud.

As the dust settled slightly, Sing Sing lowered his arm and, upon seeing the enormous object before him, his eyes twitched twice.

It's another Silver Samurai!

It was a size bigger than the previous one, standing a full five meters tall, with two additional rows of cooling grilles on its shoulder armor, and the vibrating blade at its waist looked like a telephone pole.

Silver Samurai Pro Max, extra-large size.

Is the Yashida family offering a buy-one-get-one-free deal on mecha purchases?

The Silver Samurai Pro Max, who had just landed, raised his hand and slashed.

The high-frequency oscillating blade struck the red Omega's tungsten carbide tentacles, severing all three tentacles at the root.

An aged voice, filled with rage, echoed from inside the mech, "Anyone who touches my daughter! Must die!"

It was none other than Shingen Yashida.

Logan pulled himself out of the rubble and stared in disbelief.

When did Old Deng become so fierce?

When he met Shingen Yashida many years ago, he was a wretched old man with one foot in the grave, panting heavily after taking just a few steps.

After all these years, not only is he still alive, but he's also incredibly powerful when piloting a Gundam!

Sing Sing has figured it out.

The red-haired octopus was supposed to be another member of the Council's trump card, but it was blind and accidentally kicked Mariko over.

Mariko was, after all, Shingen Yashida's own daughter. This doting father, seeing his precious daughter being neglected, flew into a rage on the spot. Regardless of any alliances, he immediately flipped the table!

That's great!

Sing Sing almost couldn't help but clap and cheer. It's like dogs fighting, a mouthful of fur!

The Council members started fighting amongst themselves; this is a two-way infighting!

Before he could even finish rejoicing, Shingen Yashida's second slash had already swung up with a whooshing sound.

The five-meter-tall mecha became a humanoid cutting machine, fiercely slashing at the Omega Red with its left blade, and then simultaneously cleaving at Wolverine with its right!

Using both hands, the rain and dew are evenly distributed.

At this moment, deep underground, in the core monitoring room on level B4.

Cornelius stood in front of the control panel. On the screen, Shingen Yashida's mech was beating his Omega Red like a mad bulldozer.

"You old mad dog, have you lost your mind?!"

He slammed his fist on the table.

The Omega Red is his last trump card!

The Death Factor had just suppressed the Healing Factor, and the progress bar was already at 99%. If he could just hold on for a little longer, Wolverine, this excellent living material, would be meat on his chopping board!

Now look what's happened! That old bastard Shingen Yashida ruined everything with a single blow!

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Cornelius turned around, and had just begun to complain, "You've come at the perfect time, that madman Shingen Yashida..."

There was no warning or pleasantries, only a swift, precise, and ruthless strike.

Tennoji Hiroshi's fist pierced his chest, gripping his still-beating heart.

Cornelius lowered his head, looking at the arm piercing his heart. He opened his mouth, but his mind went blank.

"Waste."

The king of the road expressionlessly tossed the person under the control panel.

The eerie blue light from the surveillance screen illuminated Tianwang Road's blood-stained face.

On the screen, Silver Samurai Pro Max, Wolverine, and Omega Red were locked in a fierce battle, the fighting so intense it was almost deafening.

On another screen, Sing Sing was skillfully directing the group of students to evacuate.

Tianwanglu stared at that face for a long time.

From his grandfather to his father, Kurokawa Sōichi, and then to himself, the hard work of three generations and the foundation built up over decades in the God-Making Project were all destroyed by a pork seller in the 749 Bureau!

The anger in his chest was transformed into a chilling, all-consuming rage.

"Since I can't have you, then none of you will leave this school alive. Let's all destroy it together..."

He lifted the sleeve of his left hand, revealing a strange device implanted in his forearm.

Tennoji Hiroshi looked at the thing, sneered, and turned to leave.