Cleaning House

As soon as Sing Sing finished speaking, the clone on the left lunged at him.

Its fangs, stretching to its ears, bit directly at Xu Xi's shoulder.

"Court death!"

Xu Xi used the Bagua Step to sidestep the fangs, and then placed her right palm on the clone's sternum.

Click!

The clone's sternum burst open from the middle, slamming into the Hive wall behind it and smashing two empty glass culture chambers in the process.

"Xu Xi, take it easy. Those glass jars look expensive; we can take them back to make sauerkraut for Da Vinci later!"

Sing Sing kept shouting, but the Pig Butchering Knife in his hand never stopped.

Shi Xiaoyan had already closed the oil-paper umbrella, and the sharp tip of the umbrella tapped seven times in half a second.

All of it landed on the three major acupoints of the clone that rushed in front of her, plus the convergence point of four main meridians.

The clone's expanding muscles stopped instantly, and the bone spurs on its body became stuck under its skin and could not be pulled out.

"The meridian pathways deviate from those of a normal person, but the locations of the fatal acupoints remain unchanged!"

Shi Xiaoyan flipped her left wrist and slapped the ebony umbrella handle horizontally onto the clone's temple.

The blow sent the head tilting to the side at a ninety-degree angle, and it collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Li Ding'an took the most direct, unorthodox approach.

The clone that lunged at him was cleaved from his left shoulder down to his right hip by his broken sword.

Because of bone mutation and hyperplasia, the broken knife got stuck in the gap of the pelvic bone and couldn't be pulled out for a while.

"Get out of here!"

Li Ding'an raised his right foot and kicked the clone's stomach as he pulled out his knife, while the second clone on the side seized the opportunity to pounce on him.

He thrust his empty left shoulder forward, using his own bone to knock away the fangs that the clone was biting at him.

With a backhand thrust, the broken blade he had just pulled out pierced the monster's chin and emerged from the back of its head.

"Ding'an, your fighting style is too bloody! It's not suitable for children!!"

Sing Sing shouted as he faced the two men charging at him head-on.

With two swift cuts, the clone's chest cavity was neatly opened.

It revealed a fist-sized artificial core embedded inside, encased in a silver metal shell.

The surface of that core was flowing with faint energy patterns, exactly the same as those on the ultimate weapon in the top-level main nurturing device.

"Stop right there! Look at me!"

With a flick of his wrist, Sing Sing used the tip of his Pig Butchering Knife to flick the silver metal core out. "These monsters have an artificial battery in their chests, specifically designed to power their mutated muscles!"

"Just focus on the core, don't waste your energy chopping up the meat!"

The clone, having lost its core, immediately went limp and turned into rotten flesh.

Li Ding'an cursed a couple of times, then changed his sword technique.

The four adjusted their tactical coordination.

Xu Xi changed to using a short-range strike to shatter bones and open the chest, Shi Xiaoyan followed closely behind, piercing the core with the tip of her umbrella.

Li Ding'an was responsible for severing the spine and cutting off the nerve connections, while Sing Sing wandered around the scene with Pig Butchering Knife.

In less than three minutes, all the clones that had attacked were lying on the ground, unable to get up.

Sing Sing lifted his black leather shoe and ground it against a metal core beside his foot.

The silver metal casing shattered, revealing a dense array of gene-coding chips inside.

"Tsk, I knew it was so easy to beat."

Sing Sing glanced down and said, "They're all half-finished products from Pinduoduo knock-offs meant to wear us down."

Just then, a buzzing sound came from the west side of the laboratory.

Yan Shuangying stepped out of the portal and glanced around at the rotten flesh and remains on the ground.

"It's not over yet?"

"Hey, you got here pretty fast! I just slaughtered a pig and haven't even had a chance to shave it yet."

Sing Sing greeted him cheerfully, then glanced behind Yan Shuangying and paused, momentarily stunned. "Wait, Tony, which breed of pig did you fish out of that hold?"

Tony followed Yan Shuangying in, with Duan Shuiliu, whose hands were cuffed behind his back, slung over his right shoulder.

The senior disciple, who had been strutting around like a madman before setting off, was now awake, but his entire face was swollen like a purplish-red pig's head.

His mouth was sealed with three layers of tape, so he could only make muffled groans.

"I picked him up on the street. This kid's not very bright; he banged his face against the wall when he came in."

Tony Duan Shuiliu off his shoulder onto the ground. "I was worried he'd run off and bite someone, so I just gave him a full-body massage."

Duan Shuiliu lay on the ground, writhing desperately, his eyes, swollen to slits, staring at Tony.

As the group talked, the portal opened again.

Ma Jun, Yang Jianhua, Li Hongqi also came.

Yang Liqing emerged from behind Tony, raised her hand and pressed a few buttons on the tactical terminal. "Ignore that embarrassing guy, headquarters just sent a summary of the entire battle report."

"Quickly, tell me, what's the situation with the other venues?"

Sing Sing came over.

"The Ghoul in the Detroit salt mine has been confirmed dead. Storm and Ueda Kenji have cleared the deeper parts of the mine; no survivors were left."

"The smuggling docks in Maine have been completely cleared out, Anise of the Chicago Cathedral has been captured, and Ma Jun and his men have thoroughly searched the cellars; there are no more enemies."

"In New Orleans, Bloodlust has led to death; Bora has been captured; Jianhua is continuing to clean up the battlefield at the rear of the facility."

"Well done! Now the Abnormal Human Research Center will run out of sewing machines again."

Sing Sing nodded and asked, "What about Old Six's group?"

Yang Liqing scrolled down a page on the screen. "The military workshops on the outskirts of Death Valley have been cleaned up. The Killer has been captured alive by Jiaju, who crushed him into a pancake with a punch press."

"However, all four of them were badly injured and temporarily incapacitated."

"All ruined? Did no one fall behind?"

"Everyone's here. The Magik has already taken them back to the Clinical Emergency Center at the headquarters in Beijing, Christopher is personally handling their case."

Yang Liqing breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at the real-time medical reports being transmitted back.

"Hua Xinwu lost too much blood and fell into a coma, but the bleeding has now stopped."

"David has two broken ribs and they are being set. Hong Wubi has three penetrating wounds, but neither is in life-threatening condition."

At this point, Yang Liqing shook her head speechlessly. "That bastard Jiaju recovered the fastest; he's squatting outside the medical room eating his boxed lunch right now."

Yan Shuangying didn't join their chatter; instead, he looked up at the top of the platform.

The cold blue light emanating from the main incubation device poured down from above, and a figure could be vaguely seen moving behind the top control panel.

"Miss Sinister just came out, but I don't know where she's hiding now."

Yan Shuangying withdrew his gaze and glanced at the crowd behind him. "Now we have two paths: either launch a strong attack along the circular staircase, or find another passage to flank from behind."

"No more going around in circles, what's the point of going around in circles?"

Sing Sing tucked the Pig Butchering Knife back into his waistband, took out a new cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

"This foreign woman is cunning; her specialty is making escape routes. If we split up our forces to sneak through the pipes and flank her, we'll just be giving her the opportunity to use the terrain to pick us off one by one."

He pointed to the metal spiral staircase leading to the top floor.

"Let's have two groups push up the stairs together, run her over squarely, and smash her pot!"

After saying that, Sing Sing Chow turned to look at Duan Shuiliu, who was lying on the ground with his mouth sealed.

"As for the eldest brother, let's send him back..."