Mess with Anyone Else, but Why Storm?

"Miss Ororo? Big Sister! Sister Munroe!"

"Why did you have to go through with this shock at this crucial moment?!"

Cao Dahua looked at Storm, Storm was trembling on the ground and couldn't even be blown by a breeze, and felt extremely helpless.

The walls continued to push inward, and the once spacious hall was reduced to less than fifty square meters in the blink of an eye.

If they keep squeezing like this, in at most another thirty seconds, the three people present will be submerged on the spot and crushed into pure meat patties without any dignity!

"Is this Storm from X-Men?"

A chilling, eerie laugh came from above.

Cao Dahua looked up.

A monster with dark red muscles all over its body, wearing only an old pair of black trousers on its lower body, was hanging upside down on a steel beam.

Saliva dangled from the monster's protruding fangs, and two rows of yellowish-brown sharp teeth protruded directly from its lips, with saliva dripping down in thin strands.

On the monster's left side, there was a deformed arm hanging out, only the length of a forearm, with wrinkled skin and flesh!

Cao Dahua gasped.

He cursed Wang Pangzi a thousand times in his mind. This was just a small outpost? This was clearly running into the Leader right from the start!

Taking a deep breath, Cao Dahua forced himself to adopt the cold, ruthless stance of an Interpol movie, raised his gun, aimed, and shouted:

"Listen up, you thugs over there! You're surrounded! Lay down your weapons, surrender, and state your name! I, Cao, never kill nameless ghosts!"

The monster burst into laughter, pointing all three of its hands at itself.

"Surrender? Surround me? Is your brain filled with shit, you fat yellow pig?!"

"They all call me the Ghoul! So I'm that unknown? Or have you all never heard of the Mutants assassin story?"

The Ghoul's smile vanished, and he stared at Ueda Kenji and the trembling Storm with disgust.

"Look at the state of you all! You always rely on the little superpowers bestowed upon you by God to act like gods and enjoy the worship of those idiotic mortals!"

"But what's the result? Once stripped of the sky, once stuffed into this dark, sunless iron box..."

You're not even as good as a dead rat with its guts crushed in the sewer!

The Ghoul released its grip and crashed to the ground.

The deformed third hand excitedly scratched at the chest, and two balls of white light simultaneously shone from the palms of both hands.

"Today I'll twist your head off and send it to those bitches at the newspaper for the front page headline!"

After saying that, two beams of white light shot out from his palms.

The air was filled with rattling noises, and the acrid smell of burning electrical wires was unpleasant.

A white beam skimmed along the ground, heading straight for the limp Storm!

"Don't even think about hurting anyone!"

Ueda Kenji had been hiding in the back, bit his tongue to suppress the fear of his own transformation and stepped forward to stand in front of Storm.

He knew all too well what he would become.

Those things burrow out of the flesh, tentacles emerge from the cracks in the bones, and hard shells grow under the skin.

Each time he uses his ability, the person in the mirror doesn't even recognize himself.

But he still took that step.

The muscles and bones of his right arm proliferated and reconstructed wildly, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of biomechanical tentacles and thick bone shields grew, layer upon layer, inserting themselves into the cracks in the ground.

The X-Ray Shockwave struck the biomechanical skeletal shield.

The outermost three layers of bone armor were instantly vaporized and evaporated by the high-energy rays, and charred bits of flesh flew everywhere.

The bits of flesh splattered on his face, still warm.

Ueda Kenji grunted, stubbornly remaining rooted to the spot without retreating.

"Team Leader Cao, quickly take Ororo and get out of the way!"

Cao Dahua didn't mince words this time.

He slung the gun behind his back, tucked both hands under Storm's armpits, and dragged her towards the corner.

"Regenerate? I'd like to see how many necks you have that I can bite!"

The Ghoul grinned, its blood-red maw dripping with saliva, and a gray light flashed across its body.

Short-range teleportation!

Ueda Kenji's eyes narrowed.

Behind you!

It's too late.

The Ghoul appeared directly behind the bone shield, less than half an arm's length away from the back of his neck.

The deformed little arm grabbed his shoulder first, its five fingers digging inward.

Two large hands patted his back at the same time.

Two beams of white light, at zero distance.

Ueda Kenji the spot, half of his shoulder armor was shattered into pieces, a large chunk of his collarbone was dented, and broken bone fragments pierced through his flesh.

He slammed into the wall, creating a dent, and slid down the base of the wall. The filth that flowed out after his biological tissue collapsed smelled of engine oil mixed with the stench of blood.

Having dealt with the shield blocking his path, the Ghoul turned around.

Two glowing white eye sockets locked onto Storm and Cao Dahua.

Cao Dahua pulled the trigger, and a burst of bullets hit the Ghoul, but didn't even break its skin.

The bullet ran out, and the bolt made a click sound as it pulled back into position.

The Ghoul approached with a cold laugh, its right hand forming a claw as it reached for his throat.

"You useless coward! Is this what 749 Bureau is all about?"

With his escape route completely blocked by the two enclosing walls, Cao Dahua reached down and pulled off the thermos cup from his waist.

It's heavy, and when you unscrew the lid, the smell of fermented sour bamboo shoots hits you right in the head.

"Experience the might of Serious Crimes Unit Dragon!"

He swung the thermos cup around and smashed it over, then squatted down, wrapped his arms around his head, and curled up in front of Storm to protect her.

He himself didn't know what the point of squatting down was.

"You dare to act like a ghost with just a broken water glass?"

The Ghoul cursed and casually slapped out a shockwave with his right hand, striking the flying thermos.

High-energy X-rays penetrated the cup wall and directly detonated the super-concentrated high-pressure gas and fermented bamboo shoot juice that Da Vinci had compressed in the interlayer!

With a deafening roar, an orange-red fireball, carrying a stench powerful enough to bring tears to the eyes of even biological weapons experts, swept through the confined space.

Cao Dahua was thrown to the ground by the blast wave and rolled three times, his leather jacket on the back bursting into strips.

Fortunately, he was still wearing several layers of protective clothing, so at this moment he was only experiencing ringing in his ears from the shock.

The Ghouls at the epicenter of the explosion were in a gruesome state.

The fireball didn't blast through his skin, but the sour bamboo shoot soup, being both liquid and vapor, coated him completely.

A whole pot of concentrated, spicy pickled bamboo shoot liquid was poured over his body and face, running down his face and into his eyes, nostrils and mouth.

He let out a howl on the spot, covered his face, and rolled on the ground.

"Damn it! What is that! My eyes..."

Da Vinci designed this device using an upward-focusing, armor-piercing structure.

Most of the high-explosive shockwave shot vertically into the soil, and by sheer coincidence, blasted a large hole in the ground above!

The biting wind of Michigan winter night poured wildly through the hole into the smoky, sealed cabin.

Ororo, who had been curled up in the corner convulsing, was startled by the sour smell and icy aura, and her hands, which were covering her head, twitched.

The rapid, disordered breathing finally subsided.

She brushed the strands of hair that were stuck to her face and stood up, leaning against the wall.

Storm glanced at Cao Dahua, who was lying on the ground with his messy hair sticking up, his face patchy with black and white, and snot, tears and ash mixed with dirt.

When she looked up, her eyes, which had been filled with fear, were now flashing with lightning.

Her long, silvery-white hair danced in the surging air currents.

"Team Leader Cao, thank you."

"Leave the rest to me."