Don't Touch the Brain, Come at Me!
"Clang!"
The sewage gate on the left side of the operating room creaked and flew inwards.
The ventilated dome overhead then collapsed.
"Cough cough cough... Pshaw! Which demolition office doesn't follow the rules?"
Sing Sing protected his green military satchel with one hand, cautiously slid back two steps, and pushed his sunglasses up.
After I came in, I checked and found that there was no one else around.
Considering what just came out...
These two strangers are most likely assassins sent by Miss Sinister to target her.
As the dust settled slightly, a golden, furry, unidentified creature lay sprawled on the ground.
Upon Lao Zhou inspection, Lao Zhou initially mistook it for a large golden retriever!
The result was a creature that retained the outline of a human female.
She had a curvaceous figure, long blonde hair, and sharp white teeth showing through her lips.
"What a huge golden retriever! It wasn't on a leash! Where's the property management? Aren't the city management officers going to do anything about it?!"
"You're the dog! Fuck you! I'm going to tear you to pieces!"
The woman let out a low, guttural growl, and her gleaming black claws slashed across the ground, carving deep furrows.
"Hiss... This canine rabies vaccine was definitely missed. It's even more irritable than the old man guarding the gate at our station."
Based on visual inspection, Lao Zhou determined that the explosive power reading of this woman's taut muscles was comparable to that of Old Jin.
Before he could figure out what the person on the ground was up to, a drop of water that had fallen from the ground froze into an ice pellet in mid-air and hit the brim of the hat.
Looking up, I saw a two-meter-tall "muscle Barbie" floating in mid-air.
She wore a dark blue trench coat over a light blue bodysuit, black knee-high boots, and a light-colored headband.
He exuded a chilling aura that screamed, "Don't touch me, I'm freezing!"
Sing Sing clicked his tongue. "Are you two beautiful ladies from Silver Peak's outsourcing team? How about you introduce yourselves, get to know each other, and become friends?"
"The Marauders, Bora."
The woman suspended in mid-air spoke coldly, then raised her hand and pointed at the woman beside her.
"Marauders, Bloodlust."
Sing Sing immediately clasped his hands together and solemnly clasped his fists:
"Wing Chun, Ye... Oh no, no, Stephen Zhou, Deputy Director of the Overseas Special Talent Recruitment Office and the Center for Re-employment Guidance for Abnormal Humans of the 749 Bureau."
"Nice to meet you both! Have you purchased social security in the United States? Do you have supplemental medical insurance? Have you received your high-temperature and low-temperature allowances?"
Bora sneered, too lazy to waste any more words.
"Bloodlust. Don't smash his head; the Lady specifically requested a complete eyeball and a slice of the prefrontal lobe. As for his mouth... tear it apart and feed it to the swamp lizards."
After saying that, Bora clenched her fists in front of her and then tore them horizontally.
Click!
She actually tore a half-meter-long crack in the air.
As soon as the crack formed, a biting, icy wind rushed into the room through the opening.
Ugh!
In an instant, a blizzard swept across the entire area.
The mercury column of the thermometer on the wall snapped back to its lowest point, and the glass tube instantly froze and cracked.
Sing Sing's breath condensed into tiny ice crystals that fell down.
Achoo!
"Hey lady! Don't you pay for electricity to run the central air conditioning?! Do you even know how serious global warming is? Your carbon emissions are exceeding the limit!"
The medicine and bloodstains on the ground froze into solid ice, and frost covered the surrounding area.
The one in the sky is a blizzard mage with long-range crowd control, and the one on the ground is a berserker who engages in close-quarters melee combat.
Engaging in close combat with a madwoman on the ice, the brain he was carrying around his waist must have been a real ordeal.
If he had fallen on his butt, little Jacob's brain would have been turned into tofu on the spot!
We must first unplug the outdoor unit of the air conditioner that's emitting cold air.
"You're about to die, why are you still talking nonsense!"
A fierce wind howled, and a blurry figure darted to his trouser leg.
Bloodlust is completely unaffected by extreme cold.
With its claws digging into the solid ice and propelled by the wind summoned by Bora, it transformed into a golden lightning bolt that sped close to the ground, its right hand aimed straight for Sing Sing's left knee and lower body.
"Damn, they're going straight for the groin?"
Sing Sing let out a strange cry, his left hand protecting the life support tank inside through the canvas military satchel, and as soon as he put his foot down, the sole of his leather shoe slipped on the ice.
Slurp!
Sing Sing reacted quickly, using the momentum to twist his waist, raise his hand to support himself on the ground, and shift his body to the right.
His posture was both awkward and comical.
Bora, suspended in mid-air, took a step forward and spread her fingers.
His eyes were fixed on the man whose every slip just barely missed the tip of his Bloodlust claws, ready to deliver a storm-like strike at any moment.
The Bloodthirsty Bloodlust, having missed its target time and again, roared and stomped its hard claws on the ice, shattering a large section of the ice.
Its body suddenly sprang up, its claws forming a cross as it reached out to grab Sing Sing's belly and throat.
"One doesn't brush their teeth, and the other has long legs. Did Silver Peak give you a low-temperature allowance?"
Taking advantage of a lull, Sing Sing started rambling, his right foot stepping on a stainless steel tray, and he slid off the ice to the side.
At the same time, he used his Bloodlust leaping body to block Bora's view in mid-air.
The eyes behind the sunglasses were fixed on the woman in mid-air.
The energy center in front of her, emitting chilling energy, must be destroyed.
Maintaining the spatial rift required energy, and every time the tall man waved his hand to change direction, her left shoulder would twitch involuntarily.
There's an old injury!
His Bloodlust was aroused to the point of unleashing his ferocity.
With its claws, it tore a floor tile that Sing Sing had kicked into dust.
The moment he landed, he pushed off and leaped into the air towards Sing Sing.
Bora, suspended in mid-air, had no intention of giving him a chance to catch his breath.
With a push of his hands forward, the Arctic wind surging from the spatial rift twisted into an icy tornado, slicing towards Sing Sing 'Bloodlust back in tandem.
The top lane is frigid storm, the bottom lane is Beast claws.
Sing Sing bent one knee and squatted down, then kicked forward with the other leg!
Call!
A frost tornado grazed past the brim of his hat.
His outstretched leg met the Bloodlust claws.
The moment their eyes met, Sing Sing suddenly noticed a hint of mockery in the other person's smile.
Creak!
The Bloodlust One pushed upwards on the ice beneath her feet, lifting her half a meter high to avoid Sing Sing's kick.
Sing Sing's pupils contracted, and he tiptoed away.
Sizzle!
The suit jacket was ripped open in three places, the tie was broken in two, the shirt collar was torn, and several buttons flew off.
Sing Sing felt a sharp pain in his chest as his back slammed against the icy wall.
Even at this moment, Sing Sing did not give up, holding the glass tank on the side of his body in his arms to protect it.
"Phew... thank goodness, the brain didn't turn yellow..."
With Bloodlust grin, it landed two meters away and stuck out its tongue to lick the blood from the tips of its claws.
"Run? Keep running! You're quick on your feet, but too bad you have nowhere to hide!"
Bora's tall figure rose even higher in the wind and snow, her arms crossed in front of her chest.
The extremely cold air currents surrounding him converged wildly forward.
Click! Click!
The sound of ice freezing blended together, and the water vapor and cold air in the air were forcibly compressed.
Above Bora's head, hundreds of icicles were pointed directly at Sing Sing below.
"The blizzard sealed his fate!"
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