Slaughter on the Tip of the Tongue
A long, scarlet tongue shot out like lightning, its sharp, whistling sound cutting through the air.
The sudden attack immediately jolted everyone off guard, who had relaxed their guard after escaping danger.
The tongue, hard and barbed, curled with saliva, pierced straight into the unconscious Magik in Sing Sing's arms!
Sing Sing reacted extremely quickly.
He didn't need to think at all; muscle memory had already driven his body before his consciousness could.
The Pig Butchering Knife, which had been sheathed, reappeared in his palm.
If that tongue were to enter within two meters of him, he could use the sharpness of the Tian Shan Cold Iron Pig Butchering Knife to sever it in one strike.
Beside them, Mondo, caught between the two, also noticed the impending danger.
If it were the old Mondo, he would close his eyes, crouch down with his head in his hands, or immediately use his ability to escape.
But the Little Chubby now doesn't think or hesitate.
All he knew was that the man in the black trench coat in front of him was the first person in his life willing to give him a proper job.
The man said that as long as you sign the papers, you'll get a dormitory with air conditioning and all meals provided.
The man said that as long as you work hard, you'll get paid annual leave at the end of the year.
The man even taught him not to be invisible, to get perfect attendance, and to be an upright person in this society.
These words warmed Mondo's heart, which had always been timid and hesitant.
He was simply following the most primal and purest kindness that welled up from the bottom of his heart.
And so, the fat man, who was always ridiculed, let out the loudest roar of his life.
He used all his strength to lunge directly to the side and front.
Mondo spread his arms wide, using his large, thick body to completely block Sing Sing's path.
"Pfft!"
The long tongue pierced through Mondo's chest without any resistance, emerging from his chest cavity and bringing with it a cloud of hot, scarlet blood.
The barbs on the tip of his tongue twisted wildly, turning the young Mutants's heart into mincemeat in the blink of an eye.
In fact, Mondo's lower body and his chubby belly had already begun to undergo physical changes.
Grayish congealed substance was spreading upwards along his skin and flesh; his lower limbs had turned into incredibly hard steel plates.
Just give him a little more time... even just one second...
He could then completely transform his entire body into an impenetrable steel form.
But time waits for no one.
The Sugar Man lurking in the shadows wouldn't give him a chance to live.
Li Qianhuan stood not far away, her dusty face filled with horror.
Colossus's outstretched hand froze completely, and he stood rooted to the spot.
Silver Fox's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped the knife, his eyes reflecting the glaring red.
Mondo lowered his head with difficulty and looked at the long tongue that had pierced through his chest.
There was only a blank look on that chubby face.
Blood gushed from his mouth and dripped down his chin.
He slowly raised his head and, with difficulty, found Sing Sing's direction in his blurry vision.
"Mr. Zhou. Zhou..."
Mondo raised his right hand tremblingly, clumsily trying to grope for something in his pocket, but his hand was completely powerless.
Her fingertips weakly tugged at the hem of her clothes twice, then slipped down.
"Mondo... Mondo today..."
His voice grew softer and softer, barely a whisper, as he used his last strength to squeeze out a few words.
"Mondo didn't give... our company... isn't that embarrassing..."
Sing Sing remained standing there, knife in hand, his face expressionless.
This is not a pretense or repression.
His entire sensory system was completely overwhelmed at that moment, and he instinctively refused to process the excessively cruel scene before him.
Why bother?
Why bother?
Just a few hours ago.
In that cheap motel where a night cost only eighty yuan.
This silly Little Chubby was too afraid to sit properly on the chair, so he only dared to stick his bottom to half of the stool.
He held the instant coffee in both hands, drinking it too quickly, and kept sticking out his tongue because it was scalding hot.
At that time, Mondo said he didn't want to fight; he just wanted to find a safe place to live.
Later, Mondo said he was going to work hard and get that impressive-sounding perfect attendance award.
He even said with longing in his eyes that he wanted to go to China and use his own salary to eat a Big Mac with double cheese.
More importantly, he said he wanted to be an upright person.
"Huff... Haha!"
The maniacal laughter of the Sugar Man shattered the silence.
The deformed, stocky monster fully revealed itself, its four thick arms twitching violently as it retracted its long tongue!
A large amount of shattered internal organs were also pulled out.
Mondo's body crashed to the ground; before the dust had even settled, blood was already spreading across the floor.
"Mondo!"
Li Qianhuan let out a piercing scream, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Sing Sing didn't yell. He handed the Magik in his arms to the Silver Fox next to him before squatting down next to Mondo.
He reached out and gently closed Mondo's eyes, which remained filled with confusion until his death.
A piece of paper peeked out from under Mondo.
On the blood-soaked letter of intent, his name was scrawled crookedly in the signature section.
Mondo
When did he sign it?
Sing Sing picked up the bloodstained contract, folded it neatly, and put it into the innermost pocket of his trench coat.
"What a silly child."
When Sing Sing stood up, the few strands of hair that usually hung loosely on his forehead began to slowly rise upwards, even without any natural wind.
His Inner Qi surged wildly along his meridians, eventually creating a visible wave of energy around his body.
Li Qianhuan took a step back. The oppressive aura emanating from Sing Sing was so intense that it made it difficult for her to breathe.
Sing Sing looked up, but his eyes, which usually held a nonchalant and mercenary air, were completely devoid of any emotion.
That was a calmness that truly compressed murderous intent to its extreme.
"Mondo, a member of the seventh batch of overseas recruits to the 749 Bureau, employee number pending. Died in the line of duty on his first day of employment."
Sensing its master's intent, the Pig Butchering Knife began to tremble and emit a Bloodlust hum.
Sing Sing raised his long knife, the tip pointing directly at the Sugar Man in the distance.
"Sugar Man."
"I don't care what alien forces are backing you, or what kind of dimensional experiments you're planning."
"Today, even if the King of Heaven himself came, you'd better leave your life here!"
The Sugar Man licked the remaining blood from the tip of its tongue, making a smacking sound.
Those blood-red pupils surged with frenzied excitement and utter contempt.
"You boastful Little Monkey."
The Sugar Man's four thick arms moved at the same time.
The two hands below gripped two massive steel hammers, while the two hands above, clad in metal finger guards, clashed together.
"You ignorant and lowly creatures have no idea what true power is!"
The Sugar Man spoke as it moved closer.
"Since you're in such a hurry to go with that fat bastard, then it's next..."
He could never finish talking.
Sing Sing didn't give him a chance to finish speaking.
No one even saw how he exerted his strength; the ground beneath his feet collapsed in an instant, creating a deep pit.
Sing Sing transformed into a blur and launched the most lethal attack.