After Cutting Down a Hundred Enemies, He Was Thinking About the Cafeteria's Fish with Pickled Mustard Greens?

At the same time, Sing Sing and Christina were both the focus of hundreds of eyes.

Without any hesitation, the Lady Deathstrike attacked swiftly, her claws aimed directly at the two of them.

"Damn it! That old Wenxi must have taken a kickback; the motherboard cooler he installed is definitely a cheap, secondhand fan that cost five cents!"

Sing Sing, muttering curses under his breath, suddenly flicked his wrist.

The short-circuited pink hairdryer spun around and slammed into the forehead of the first clone with a "bang".

The poor Peppa Pig's plastic casing shattered instantly, bursting into a cloud of black smoke.

Christina shrank back. "Director Zhou! This..."

"Stage equipment malfunction leading to a strike constitutes a serious breach of contract!"

"Get a refund if you should, and we'll call 12315 to file a complaint later. Don't obstruct public officials from handling cases according to the law."

Taking advantage of this brief lull in the wrangling, the Pig Butchering Knife's knife was drawn.

"Stephen! Watch out for your head!"

Christina wanted to rush up to help, but Sing Sing slapped her back down.

"Adults are handling the case, kids should stay in the three-meter safety zone and watch the show, don't cause trouble for the organization."

While protecting Christina, Sing Sing cut several clones in half.

That wasn't all; seven dark figures simultaneously arrived.

"Move, move, turn around and strike!"

Sing Sing snorted coldly and faced the challenge head-on. As the clone changed its attack and slashed downwards, the tip of his blade slicing across the opponent's forearm.

The sharp blade easily severed the opponent's forearm.

With a flick of his wrist, he created a flourish of his blade, then raised his hand and slashed at the right shoulder of the second clone.

Half of the clone's body flew out, and the various artificial organs inside its chest cavity sprayed all over the surrounding clones.

In just two short steps, the three clones were dismantled into pieces.

But these clones knew nothing of fear and continued to surge forward relentlessly.

Whoosh!

Four spider-like black-haired women slid down upside down, their four claws determined to scratch his face.

Lao Zhou subtly flipped his left hand up from his suit sleeve, revealing two extremely thin throwing knives already nestled between his fingers.

Before the sound of something cutting through the air could be heard, a cold glint had already appeared.

Pfft! Pfft!

Two throwing knives pierced the hearts of the two clones in mid-air.

The other two falling clones had their claws only centimeters away from Sing Sing's hat.

Old Zhou stomped his right foot on the ground, his waist and hips moving in unison, and with an extremely powerful leg, he drew an arc, striking the clone's side waist on the left.

Bang!

The shockwave exploded, and the clone rushing from the left was struck by this heavy whip, its chest caved in, turning into a cannonball that smashed the wall of people behind it, creating a bloody alley more than ten meters long.

The ground was littered with severed limbs and buzzing artificial nerve cables.

Sing Sing weaves his way through the army of clones, Pig Butchering Knife spinning rapidly in his palm, each swing accompanied by the disintegration of limbs.

Christina had lost count of how many times she had been dumbfounded.

Images of the Morlocks Carnage kept flashing through my mind.

In her preconceived notion, the Marauders called Stinger was already a ruthless character so powerful it was terrifying.

It's important to know that Stinger actually severely injured Shadowcat, a full-fledged member of the X-Men!

At the time, Shadowcat was in a phantom state, preparing to penetrate the wall to rescue people, when Stinger hit Shadowcat in its phantom state with a harpoon imbued with special energy.

This directly disrupted Shadowcat's ability to control its own molecules.

As a result, she was trapped in a state of "nothingness," and her physical body almost completely dissipated on the spot.

Not only Shadowcat, but that Coldblood madman Stinger also harmed Angel, who was also an X-Men.

He used a harpoon to pin the Angel's wings to the wall; the poison from the harpoon and the resulting wound caused the Angel's wings to die...

And the result?

Stinger, who had severely injured two X-Men, was easily defeated by Stephen Chow, who was full of empty talk.

That's not all; now, he's handling hundreds of clones of the Lady Deathstrike with ease?

Christina swallowed hard; she even felt a surge of madness.

She wanted to kneel down and beg this man to let her return to the ruins of Morlocks once things were over here.

Let's see if we can rescue some of our compatriots from those Cleaners.

If he's willing to take action, he'll definitely be able to crush those mercenaries!

"Clang!"

The blade severed the arm that was stabbing towards his ribs.

The Pig Butchering Knife slid horizontally, slicing the last remaining clone, still standing, in half.

In just seven or eight minutes, the world finally became quiet.

Only a few nerve cords, still twitching on the floor due to short circuits, remained in the hall.

The ground was littered with tattered jackets and mangled limbs.

Covered in blood, Lao Zhou lit a cigarette, tilted his head back, and exhaled smoke rings into the sky.

After taking a few sips, he took out a checkered handkerchief from his vest pocket.

He took off his brown aviator sunglasses, breathed on them, and carefully wiped the bloodstains off the lenses.

After wiping his glasses, he unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, wet a handkerchief, and wiped his face against the reflective metal wall next to him.

Straightening his increasingly vibrant and slightly crooked tie, Lao Zhou waved to the dazed Christina:

"Hey, young man, are you incubating eggs over there? Do I have to ask you to come?"

Christina took small, quick steps to Old Zhou's side, filled with immense awe.

This man is not only unfathomable, but his understanding of human anatomy is also chilling.

"Director Zhou... they're all dead?"

"Nonsense!"

Sing Sing flicked his cigarette ash onto the dead man's head at his feet.

"If they don't die, then the two of us will have to go downstairs and line up. What, you want to try and snag a specialist appointment?"

After saying that, Sing Sing looked up at the security camera in the corner, adjusted his sunglasses, and gave the camera the middle finger.

"I suggest your Silver Peak Legal Department hurry up and apply for bankruptcy reorganization in court. The quality inspection report for this batch of bio-engineered weapons is worse than that of a village-run assembly line; who are you trying to fool?"

"If the buyer takes this seriously, they could sue you so badly you'd have nothing left."

There was no response from the monitoring system, and the red indicator light went out.

"Tch, so fragile. You break down after just a few honest words."

Sing Sing pursed his lips, walked to the elevator, and pressed the button.

The green light came on, and the air pressure valves opened to the sides.

Sing Sing lifted his leg and stepped over the threshold, Christina quickly followed.

The door slammed shut behind them, completely shutting out the bloody mess on the ground.

As the elevator continued to ascend, the surrounding scenery made Sing Sing frown.

There were no corridors or mercenaries as expected; instead, it looked like a sightseeing elevator with all four sides made of thickened bulletproof glass.

"Holy crap, what's going on? It's an aquarium-themed escape room?"

The elevator was submerged in the middle of a water tank, and its exterior was entirely made of incredibly thick glass.

Sing Sing looked up and saw that the elevator exit should be the pier made of transparent glass above.

Artificial light shone down from the dome, piercing the dark water surface, and several shadows could be faintly seen, slowly drifting along the outside of the glass elevator.

Christina instinctively moved closer to Sing Sing: "What... what kind of things are in this water?"

Sing Sing sniffed.

"The fish smells so strong; it's probably a snakehead fish whose scales weren't properly removed."

He stroked his chin, a strange smile on his face:

"Perfect timing... The sauerkraut fish at the company cafeteria is absolutely authentic, it's just missing a decent main ingredient."