Since You're Here, You're All Staying!

Sing Sing glanced at the human-shaped Crystal standing by the door and adjusted his sunglasses.

Good heavens, this guy is completely transparent from head to toe, and his arms and legs are all angular and faceted.

When the corridor lights came on, a patch of light shimmered all over me, like the rotating colored lights in a KTV room that had come to life.

Sing Sing Chow grinned, "Hey bro, where did you get that skin? It's like a built-in disco light at night, the electricity bill must be pretty high every month!"

The crystalline figure stepped inside, a ball of white light slowly circulating around its chest.

"Marauders, Prism, I'm here on the Lady's orders to take you back."

Name: Robbie Reyes; Codename: Prism; First appearance in X-Factor #10 (November 1986).

"Oh! The business snatchers are here." Sing Sing picked at his ear. "Go back and tell your bra lady that if she wants to treat me to tea, she'll have to register and wait in line first. My schedule is booked until the year after next, and cutting in line will cost extra."

"The value of being alive is the highest..."

The Prism stopped five steps away, and the crystal hand rose up.

"Please cooperate a little, so you'll suffer less."

Sing Sing Chow adjusted his sunglasses. "By the way, how much do you Ladies ask for? Let me make it clear beforehand, if it's less than eight figures, I'm going to turn my back on you. It's too insulting."

"One hundred million, all alive."

"Well..." Sing Sing softened his voice, "If I tie myself up and deliver myself to your door, can we split the reward 50/50? You've come all this way on a business trip, I can't let you come for nothing."

"Cannot."

"Stingy!" Sing Sing's face fell, and he cursed, "No wonder your company can't pay year-end bonuses. With this kind of stinginess, it'll go bankrupt sooner or later!"

Despite the insults, their hands were certainly not idle.

He pulled out a captured gun and fired repeatedly, the bullet hitting the Prism.

The kid didn't even flinch; he just stood there, head held high, chest puffed out, and took the hit head-on.

The crystal's chest lit up instantly, absorbing all the energy contained in the bullet, and then returning it the same way it was taken the next second.

A beam of light, several times thicker, shot out from Prism's chest. Sing Sing shifted three feet to the side, and the beam burned a large hole in the cement wall.

The orb of light on Prism's chest brightened even more, and it said in a deep, gruff voice, "Energy attacks are ineffective against me; they only make me stronger."

Sing Sing was somewhat surprised.

This guy's so straightforward, he just states his abilities directly?

After all these years as a secret agent, this is the first time I've ever experienced this!

"Okay, remote access won't work."

Sing Sing tucked the gun into his coat, pulled out Pig Butchering Knife, and chuckled, "Then let's use the skills passed down from our ancestors."

With a push of his foot, he closed the distance to the other person's face, then swung the Pig Butchering Knife in a wide arc, aiming to chop at the other person's neck.

Prism remained expressionless, raising its crystal forearm to parry the blow.

Clang!

Prism glanced at his arm and saw a crack appear, with crystal fragments falling out of the crack.

"Impossible... this is impossible!"

Prism staggered back seven or eight steps, and fear finally showed on his usually calm face. "What is that knife made of?!"

Sing Sing was also taken aback. So you're pretending to be talented when you don't?

"Hey bro, which livestream did you snag that Crystal outfit from? It was only 9.9 yuan with free shipping and shipping insurance, right? Next time, stick to the official flagship store and don't be greedy for cheap deals."

Enraged, Prism retreated behind the group and roared, "Fire! Turn him into a sieve!"

The exoskeleton-clad guys looked at each other, bewildered. "You can't beat them, so you want us to go?"

But they had no choice but to raise their guns in unison.

Ta-da!

The Pig Butchering Knife flashed in front of him, creating a blur of blades.

A series of crisp sounds rang out, sparks gleamed brightly in front of Old Zhou, and deformed Negasonic Teenage Warhead fell to the ground.

The soldiers, having fired a burst of bullets, stared wide-eyed.

Using a kitchen knife to cut bullets?

Is this something a human being could do?

Before they could even change their magazines, Sing Sing kicked off the ground and did a backflip.

Leaping through the air, he reached behind his waist with his left hand and then flicked it, sending dozens of throwing knives hurtling towards him.

Pfft!

The knife was aimed straight at their faces, and these guys all fell backward to the ground.

The Prism stood still, the white light on its chest flickering.

"You're the only one left, bro." Sing Sing strolled forward, carrying Pig Butchering Knife. "Come on, let's split it fifty-fifty and keep chatting."

Prism answered him with action, turning and running away.

Covered in Crystal- like bumps, it made a crackling sound as it ran. Sing Sing, watching from behind, couldn't help but laugh. Its escape posture was just too abstract!

"Hey, hey, why are you running!"

Sing Sing jumped up and chased after him. "The 100 million bounty is still hot, who am I going to collect it from if you run away?"

Prism, while fleeing for his life, didn't forget to turn back and yell, "If you're so capable, don't chase me!"

"If you're so capable, then don't run away!"

Two figures ran one after the other down the corridor, spraying each other as they went.

This whole process was Sing Sing playing the long game. Seeing that no one was around, Sing Sing pushed off the wall with his toes and quickly approached. He spun the Pig Butchering Knife close to the butcher's waist and ribs and sliced off a palm-sized chip.

"Aww!!"

Sing Sing caught the chip, weighed it in his hand, and scoffed, "It's only so-so... It'd sell for at most two yuan and fifty cents in Yiwu."

"Give me back my kidneys!"

"Look at you, so pathetic!"

Seeing that Sing Sing was relentlessly pursuing him, Prism gave up on running away and turned to stare at him, beginning to gather its strength.

Sing Sing wasn't in a hurry. As long as he could capture the person, he could get some of the things he wanted to know.

Just as the two were about to make their move, a buzzing sound rang out.

Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared between the two sides.

The man was tall and thin, his dark purple turtleneck sweater burying half his face, leaving only his bright, darting eyes visible.

The woman was over 1.9 meters tall, with short, purplish-black hair, and arms thicker than an average man's thigh.

The playful smile on Sing Sing's face vanished, replaced by murderous intent.

Unlike his usual demeanor, Prism was unusually agitated. "The Vanisher! Arclight! This guy's blade can slice my body in two!"

Arclight turned and cursed, "Useless! Can't even handle someone wielding a kitchen knife, a disgrace!"

The Vanisher ignored the two clowns and squinted as he looked Sing Sing Chow up and down.

"Director Zhou, have you missed me? When can I start working at China? I heard your benefits are pretty good, can I join you too? Hahaha..."

Sing Sing remained silent, took off his sunglasses, and put them in his inner pocket.

The Vanisher stopped smiling, crossed his arms, and tapped his fingers on his elbows.

"You really have some nerve, targeting us one after another. Should I praise your courage or laugh at your stupidity?"

Arclight took a step forward, impatiently yelling, "Why waste words with him! Attack him all at once! Cripple him and drag him back for the reward!"

"What's the rush?" The Vanisher raised his hand to stop him. "What I'm curious about is, did you come alone?"

"One of you will suffice to deal with you all."

"Ha!"

The Vanisher chuckled, spread his hands, and spun around.

"Cook, do you have some misunderstanding about spatial magic?"

"I can leave this world whenever I want, and stay whenever I want. Who can stop me? You choose the path to heaven when there's one, and hell when there's no gate..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sing Sing across from him suddenly burst into laughter.

Ha ha!

Prism glanced at this person and then at that person, his throat dry. "What... what is he laughing at?"

Nobody paid him any attention.

Across from him, Sing Sing pulled out a yellow talisman and held it between two fingers.

Since you're here, why not stay?