My Bro Turned into a Young Lady, Got Hired on the Spot, and Came Away with Me
"Call out!"
Twelve golden dragons of energy pierced through the air and entered the gaps in the twelve collars!
Boom!
Twelve tiny sparks ignited on the students' necks.
There was no blood and flesh flying everywhere; the Inner Qi directly created a vacuum isolation zone at the moment of the explosion.
The impact of the explosives was forcibly redirected outwards, and the sturdy collar was instantly shattered into countless pieces of metal.
The blast wave dispersed the smoke and dust, leaving only a ring of black ash around the students' necks.
The rock boy raised his hand to touch the smooth back of his neck, looked down at the shards scattered on the ground, and his hands trembled as he held them in mid-air.
I survived! I really survived!
Beside them, the boys and girls touched their necks, then looked at the Eastern man in the center of the room with his tattered shirt open, their eyes shifting from despair to a fanatical fascination with a savior!
"This is impossible... this is absolutely impossible!"
Commissioner Smith's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
Devil!
These Easterners are devils in human skin!
"Shoot! Shoot him now!"
Smith screamed in despair at the remaining men around him.
"Whoever can kill this monster, the fund will immediately forgive all his debts! I'll personally add another two million US dollars! In cash!"
The remaining thugs looked at each other in bewilderment.
Looking for a brave man with a large reward?
Are you kidding me? Are you risking your life to spend those two million?
Let whoever wants to go, go ahead. I'm not going to be that bastard!
Sing Sing stepped forward.
"Save your breath, you four-eyed idiot, you're already number one on the death list!"
"Don't even mention Jesus, even if Jesus himself brought his whole family to cross the border to take you away, he still couldn't save you today! That's what I, Stephen Zhou, say!"
A cold laugh came from the entrance of the slaughterhouse.
Jacqueline, wrapped in a tattered coat, stepped out, leaning against the doorframe, tilting her head and twisting her neck.
After observing the battle for a while, she had completely figured out this brand-new female body.
Click, click!
The bones throughout his body cracked and popped, and dark red lion and tiger stripes appeared on the surface of his long, well-proportioned limbs.
The instinct for molecular rearrangement, which is originally buried deep in the cerebral cortex.
Not only did it not reject the two bags of top-quality fresh ingredients, but it also used its violent life energy to devour them!
A powerful force surged wildly through my nerves and meridians, creating an unprecedented feeling of fullness.
"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? I've had my eye on this bespectacled guy for a long time!"
Having said that, he pushed off the ground with his bare feet and soared dozens of meters, arriving right next to Smith's head in the blink of an eye.
With her right hand gripping his neck, she lifted this adult man, weighing over 100 pounds, into the air with one arm!
"How dare you bully my benefactor's future underling? Don't you even know who's in charge on this street?!"
As Jacqueline tightened her grip, Smith's legs kicked wildly in mid-air.
He frantically scratched at Jacqueline's arm with both hands, his cheeks turning a deep purplish-red.
"You dare! I'm Ivy League..."
"Screw you, vine!"
Behind them, the surviving thugs retreated slightly, then turned and tried to disappear into the dark alley.
Wade drew a large-caliber Desert Eagle from each hand, the muzzle flashes of fire.
"Hehe, where are you running off to, little darlings? You're all staying here to do a tap dance for me!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The bullets struck the heels of the deserters, severing their Achilles tendons on the spot. The men screamed and collapsed to the ground, writhing in agony as they clutched their ankles.
Deadpool wiggled his buttocks twice on the spot, then blew a puff of white smoke into the muzzle of the gun in a flamboyant manner.
"Wade, a renowned foot massage therapist in Detroit, is now available to provide a premium Achilles tendon removal surgery – no anesthesia required! Remember to screenshot your five-star review, dear!"
Sing Sing walked to the entrance of the slaughterhouse and looked at Christopher was slumped on the threshold.
The life-altering fertilization surgery had exhausted the young man's strength, and he was now leaning on his knees, panting heavily.
"Well done, Comrade Christopher."
Sing Sing pulled a small porcelain bottle from his pocket, poured out a dark pill, and stuffed it directly into Christopher's mouth.
"Come, try our Research Department's specially made 'Ten-Ingredient Revitalizing Pill'! It greatly replenishes vital energy, strengthens the body's foundation, and is all-natural with no additives."
As soon as the pill entered my stomach, a warm current circulated throughout my body, traveling down my esophagus.
Christopher Muse found that he had actually regained some strength.
"What... what kind of miracle drug is this?!"
Sing Sing Chow patted him on the shoulder, "Basic skills are nothing special. Your amazing feat of creating a human figure today is a rare talent even in our department."
"How about it? I'll waive your probation period and give you a full-time position right away."
"After you sign the confidentiality agreement, come pack up and head back to the East with me. Your benefits will be amazing!"
"If we stay here any longer, we'll just end up being drained dry by the next wave of illicit activities."
Christopher was still somewhat hesitant.
He gazed at the dark, dingy buildings of the slums in the distance, and at the homeless people he usually mended and patched...
The image of that patient flashed through my mind.
But...
The most common things these homeless people do are stealing, robbing, and kidnapping, and most of their injuries are caused by these activities.
Mutual harm among the lower classes has long been an ingrained survival rule.
Haven't I done more than enough?
Ignoring his embarrassment, Jacqueline had already grown tired of her prey.
"Get down there and reflect on your actions!"
She swung her arm and slammed it down, hitting Smith on the hood of the armored vehicle, creating a large crater.
He vomited a mouthful of bloody foam mixed with pieces of internal organs, his eyes rolled back, and he lost consciousness.
Jacqueline took a deep breath, the dark red lion and tiger stripes on her limbs faded, and she came to Sing Sing, bowing deeply in thanks without hesitation.
"Director Zhou, I can't thank you enough!"
Jacqueline looked up, her eyes filled with awe and gratitude for surviving such a close call.
"From this day forward, whether I'm called Jacob or Jacqueline, my life belongs to the Bureau!"
"If you point east, I'll never go west!"
How did Little Black turn into Little White, and why is Lao Zhou even hugging her?
Sing Sing looked at the employee with satisfaction, a product born from the fusion of ingredients and mutation technology.
Although Christopher's outrageous actions forced Jacob Gavin Jr. to be reset to Jacqueline Gavin at the start.
But at least their foundation was preserved, and their combat power increased dramatically, more than just one dimension.
It's just that we went from being buddies to becoming girls!
As long as you work efficiently, gender doesn't need to be so strictly defined!
"We don't do that kind of currying favor in our bureau; we're all comrades serving the people!"
"Upon arriving at our new posts, we are all just proletarian cogs in the machine, serving the people."
He turned around, looked at the twelve Mutants students who were staring at him expectantly, and waved his hand.
"I hereby declare that Ivy League's transnational criminal operations have come to a complete end! All victimized students are to register in their current locations and prepare to return to the East with the group for further studies!"
"Long live!!"
"Waaaaah... Mom, we don't have to sell our kidneys!"
The students erupted in thunderous cheers, and several girls hugged each other, tears streaming down their faces.
"Jingle bells, time to open the blind boxes!"
Deadpool had already pried open the hidden safe in the trunk of the command vehicle and was trotting over, whistling cheerfully.
He was holding a tablet and a black leather ledger.
"That bastard didn't have much cash in his car, it was all accounting vouchers."
Deadpool disdainfully handed the ledger to Sing Sing Chow.
"They don't even have a single gold bar. These people in finance are all scammers playing with virtual numbers!"
Sing Sing took the ledger stained with a few drops of blood, casually lifted the cover and glanced at it.
The pages were densely packed with the names of more than 300 Mutants students over the past five years, their genetic assessment levels, and the corresponding organ and blood buyers.
Behind every single account lies a vibrant life drained of its lifeblood...
When he turned to the last page, Sing Sing's expression changed.
On the page was printed a familiar Black Swan Emblem.
Hellfire Club!