Ninety-Second Countdown
Miss Sinister's left eye, which had an upward-sweeping eyeliner, twitched uncontrollably twice.
She is a top expert in the field of genetic engineering and molecular genetics, and has spent her life studying the profound mysteries of life.
Back when I sat with those arrogant leaders of the Hellfire Club, sipping red wine and swirling my wine glass...
Everyone was talking about how to reshape the world order and how to lead Mutants into the next era of grand ambitions!
But today, things have turned out differently; at this crucial moment, the enemy is at the city gates.
There was actually a sleazy-looking Asian man wearing brown sunglasses!
Standing in her ultimate laboratory, I tried to explain to her, counting on my fingers, what kind of bullshit housing provident fund and work injury compensation were these!
This is the greatest insult to her life's pursuit.
"Stephen Chow, how dare you talk to me about the ultimate evolution of Mutants and the freedom of the soul with such extremely mercenary ideas?"
"You foreign woman, if your Chinese isn't at least at level four, don't spout off like that. You really have the nerve to mention those two words!"
Sing Sing threw the half-smoked cigarette butt under his foot and stomped it out. He then pointed at her nose and cursed, spitting as he did so.
"Come on, let's settle this score today!"
"Jacqueline Gavin, a perfectly good young man, and you've skinned him alive and put him in a formaldehyde jar for everyone to see!"
"Remove his dominant genes, then soak a bald brain in a nutrient solution—what do you call spiritual freedom?"
Christopher Muse, who worked himself to the bone in school to achieve a GPA of 3.9.
"Just because the postal code of my neighborhood is wrong, I was directly screened out by your elite education system."
"Less than 48 hours after his Mutant Genes were awakened, his bank cards were frozen, his house was repossessed, and the whole society joined forces to drive him to his doom."
With each step Sing Sing took closer, he revealed one of the dirty deeds that the Silver Peak Consortium had committed.
"You bunch of high and mighty gentlemen, you spout lofty slogans about evolution, but all you do is exploit people to the bone!"
Miss Sinister didn't want to waste another word on this Eastern man.
She raised her right hand and pointed it at the eight people below.
The air vibrated violently, and a mental shockwave spread outward in a fan shape from her palm.
This force is no longer a mere probe; its intensity has increased more than tenfold.
"Watch out, this woman's getting angry!"
Shi Xiaoyan pushed the umbrella handle upwards and opened the oil-paper umbrella to block the crowd.
The red lotus pattern painted on the umbrella surface glowed with a layer of light.
But the standoff lasted less than a second before the umbrella ribs, made of century-old ebony, cracked.
Xu Xi stepped to Shi Xiaoyan's side and pushed her palms forward.
"Great Shift of the Universe!"
A powerful Qi Force formed an invisible wall of energy in front of him, attempting to redirect the opponent's attack.
But he was still pushed back two steps by the force of the impact.
Li Ding'an's one arm bulged with veins, and the blade trembled violently under the impact of the high-frequency mental Quake.
Just as the eight people were doing their best to resist this mental shock, the two giant guards, each 2.2 meters tall, behind Miss Sinister activated simultaneously.
The guard on the left opened his giant claws, which were covered in black organic armor, and lunged straight at the left flank where Yan Shuangying and Yang Jianhua were located.
The one on the right is focused on the weakest one, Chan Ka-kui.
Faced with the eccentric man rushing towards him, Yan Shuangying's cold and stern face remained expressionless.
His hands were incredibly steady; he raised the gun and pulled the trigger repeatedly without the slightest tremor.
Two gunshots rang out.
The first bullet struck the guard's mask, leaving only a faint white dot.
But the second bullet, taking advantage of the moment when the guard tilted his head back slightly from the shock of the first shot, slipped through the gap between the lower edge of the mask and the neck armor.
The bullet penetrated the flesh.
The head encased in the metal shell shattered completely from the inside, and red and white substances gushed out through the gaps in the mask.
The headless body, propelled by inertia, continued to slide forward three meters across the floor in a forward-leaning posture.
"Good dogs don't block the way, they're so dirty!"
A cold glint flashed in Yang Jianhua's eyes. Seizing the opportunity, he used his right leg to generate momentum in mid-air and unleashed a high sweeping kick.
The kick landed squarely on the guard's chest armor.
The three- or four-hundred-pound corpse was kicked so hard it flipped over, rolled a long way, and crashed into the iron railing, where it came to a complete stop moving.
At the same time, the guard on the right rushed in front of Chan Ka-kui, his black-armored fist slamming down on his head.
"You look down on the sick, don't you? I'll teach you to bully the wounded!"
Despite the criticism, this super cop's relentless workaholic reacts faster than he thinks.
He performed a daring forward roll, narrowly avoiding the fatal punch, while simultaneously bracing himself firmly on the ground with both hands.
He suddenly sprang up with his legs, and his soles delivered a powerful Twin Dragons Emerging from the Sea kick to the back of the guard's knees!
This kick caused both of their thighs to bend inwards at a 90-degree angle.
Ma Jun, who had been observing from the sidelines, finally got his chance.
He took two running steps, pushed off with both feet, and raised his knee to strike the guard's chin.
The flying knee smashed the metal buckle on the guard's neck, knocking it off.
Before the other man could fall backward, Ma Jun grabbed him with both hands, pulled him up, and pressed him down hard from the back of the head.
He thrust his right knee upwards three times in quick succession.
Three consecutive knee strikes tore a gaping hole in the mask that could deflect bullets.
The mask, along with the face underneath, caved in and slumped limply at Ma Jun's feet.
"With this kind of quality, they dare to release it to bite people? The Silver Peak Consortium must have taken a lot of kickbacks for their security procurement, right?"
From the moment the two elite guards lunged out to the moment they were reduced to two corpses, the entire process took no more than three seconds.
The combat skills of the field agents from the 749 Bureau are truly outrageous.
However, for Miss Sinister, a cunning old fox, she never expected that these two pieces of junk could stop Sing Sing and his gang of perverts.
Those three seconds were more than enough for her.
A piercing alarm suddenly sounded, and the cold blue light on the outer shell of the spherical main incubation device switched to a blood-red warning light.
A line of bold red English text popped up on the main data screen directly above the control panel.
The manual activation process for the ultimate living weapon has been initiated; the countdown to detaching from the nutrient solution is 90 seconds.
Inside the spherical main culture device, the dark green nutrient solution began to descend rapidly along the drain pipe at the bottom.
The airlock valve spewed out a large plume of low-temperature white mist, and the tall, humanoid silhouette that had been curled up for a long time slowly stretched out its limbs.
The twelve colored energy patterns on his body surface pulsed faster and faster, radiating a terrifyingly violent life force.