Tomato Combo!

Chu Ke shot V a sidelong glance. "He was obviously messing with you. Don't drag me into it—I'm just here to watch."

"You—" The bionic veins on Adam Smasher's forehead bulged. Just as he was about to speak, V cut him off.

"Huh? That cold?" V clicked his tongue quietly. His attempt to stir things up had failed.

If Chu Ge stepped in, this would be easy.

"Um, he seems like he's in a hurry." David was still the innocent one. Curious, he interrupted the conversation between Chu Ke and V.

He had been a little nervous just now, but it was all gone now.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Adam Smasher felt utterly ignored. An inexplicable humiliation surged into what should have been his brain—after all, his brain was probably the only original part left on him.

Maybe there wasn't even enough flesh left on his entire body to make one plate of stir-fried pork.

With the sound of mechanical locks disengaging, the shoulder cannon on Adam Smasher's shoulder suddenly extended, launching several crimson warheads. In the next instant, they streaked toward Chu Ke and the others with bright exhaust flames.

Chu Ke merely glanced at them casually. Then his figure "dissipated" like a drop of ink falling into the sea.

Having lost one target lock, all the missiles flew toward V and David.

In that split second, they activated the Sandevistan Technique almost simultaneously. The coordination they had honed in Chu Ke's space came fully into play.

They first crossed paths to evade the missiles. These shoulder-fired mini-missiles were not particularly fast due to their limited payloads. V simply circulated Inner Force into both hands and caught a missile in midair.

Then force rose from the ground, climbing through his cybernetic tendons into his waist and abdomen, passing into the great dragon of his spine before flooding both arms. V twisted with all his strength, swinging the missile at Adam Smasher.

At that moment, Adam Smasher's cybernetic eye instantly analyzed the strange speed of his opponents, and his system directly activated his Sandevistan implant.

After all, V's technique was only at the "proficient" level. Adam Smasher's lab-grade implant currently produced an even stronger time-slowing effect than V's technique. He moved several steps sharply to the right at an unbelievable speed, intending to dodge.

[Target Three detected on the right. No high-energy firearms detected on his person.] Adam Smasher's combat chip worked with his scanner and instantly determined that the spiky-haired brat who had just vanished was now on his right, ready to intercept his evasive maneuver.

"Got guts!"

Adam Smasher gave a note of approval. His combat radar showed that the other party had very few implants. Daring to use his flesh-and-blood body to take Adam Smasher's charge head-on was enough to earn him that praise.

But he was only a moth flying into the flame.

Turning his head, Adam Smasher prepared for his favorite part—the sight of powerless mortals being smashed apart by him, their organs and blood spraying through the air. But in the next instant, his combat system suddenly issued an alarm:

[High-energy reaction detected on the right. Possible armor damage. Evade immediately.] David sprinted all the way to Adam Smasher's right side. His left leg stepped forward and lightly touched the ground while his right leg planted firmly, his upper body twisting into an extremely distorted pose.

The sensation of gathering power lasted less than half a second before David blasted out a palm strike.

A half-meter-tall palm print exploded into existence from thin air and softly pressed into Adam Smasher's waist and abdomen.

"Pop~"

With that strange sound effect, the advanced alloy armor around Adam Smasher's waist and abdomen instantly sank in with five dents.

They looked a little like... a cat's paw pads? There was no time to ponder the bizarre scene. Adam Smasher, who had been playing with them like a cat tormenting mice, was slapped back to his original position.

At the same time, V instantly released the missile, then struck another strange pose and threw a punch.

"Fucking Inner Force, move! Take a punch from Grandpa V! Tomato Scrambled Egg Fist!"

"Boom!"

Red and yellow Inner Force surged along the force of his punch, carrying the missile into Adam Smasher.

If it had only been the missile, Adam Smasher's defenses would barely have been breached. But this strike had been wrapped in Inner Force.

Leaving aside its inherent armor-piercing property, the explosion enhanced by Inner Force alone was enough to give Adam Smasher hell.

V was farther away and was only pushed back slightly by the shockwave. David, however, was much closer. He had no choice but to protect himself with Inner Force, forming a huge cat-paw aura shield before him. The blast sent him skidding several meters across the floor before he barely stopped.

David's face was flushed, not because he was injured, but because he felt embarrassed.

V actually shouted the name of his move out loud! So embarrassing! If V knew what he was thinking, he would definitely laugh at him.

It was just like playing cards. If you did not shout when you played a joker bomb, it felt like its power would be several times weaker, right?

At the center, the smoke had yet to disperse when streams of tracer rounds pierced through the haze.

The two hurriedly activated their techniques again and began evading. But Adam Smasher also had a Sandevistan, and with the assistance of his combat chip, they inevitably suffered some injuries.

"Fuck! You asshole, dare to come out and trade blows with Grandpa V!" V cursed, throwing out another punch.

This time, Adam Smasher had learned his lesson. He did not dare take the punch head-on and flashed aside.

At the same time, he turned his scanning radar to maximum output. He remembered there had been another person who had suddenly disappeared at the beginning.

But the radar gave him nothing.

"Did he run?"

Adam Smasher gritted his teeth. It was fucking humiliating. Not only had he been wounded by these rats, but he had even let one of them escape.

He opened his mouth and cursed back, "Shut up, bitch. Go back to your clinics, you sex doll people fuck."

"I'll fuck your mother!" V was truly enraged now. He should never have made that shemale account just for a moment of visual pleasure.

"He must've called for backup. Let's finish this quickly!"

V and David exchanged a look. In the next instant, they rushed out from cover and split into two directions.

The changing room had already been shattered, turning into a semi-open space.

Adam Smasher had been prepared. The prosthetic limbs on his arms opened, and several hand cannon rounds fired out at once.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

This time, however, all the hand cannon shots landed on empty ground. David and V were running in a bizarre posture, more than twice as fast as before, causing Adam Smasher to misjudge them.

David slid to a spot not far from Adam Smasher, his hands shaped into claws with his palms facing each other.

In the next instant, two enormous cat paws condensed from shockwaves appeared from thin air on either side of Adam Smasher and slammed together. A cat tail formed from the same condensed shockwaves coiled around them, completely sealing off Adam Smasher's room to move.

This was a hard-control move from Invincible Cat Paw. Its only drawback was its massive Inner Force consumption—after using it, David would have to lie down.

Adam Smasher was startled. The joints throughout his body opened, all his booster flames igniting at full power, yet he showed no sign of breaking free.

"What kind of implant is this?!"

Damn it. He had thought they were just a few little rats, but they were experimental subjects from another corporation.

Kang Tao? Unlikely. Then it had to be Militech.

"Are you done yet, V Ge? I can't hold on!" David was running out of strength. He shouted, "Use your invincible Tomato Combo already!!"

Making up for yesterday's chapter. The next chapter will temporarily wrap up this world, and the one after that should be a world from the Another World Hero school.