Bone Spur Alien (Seeking Votes)

Five minutes later, the police cars arrived at Lefu Supermarket.

Lefu Supermarket was huge, with three floors in total. Besides the main entrance, there were three additional emergency exits.

Tap tap tap tap~~

From time to time, gunfire rang out from inside the supermarket.

This showed that the metahumans or aliens inside had yet to be dealt with.

As soon as the cars stopped, the SWAT team captain and Qin Fen immediately got out.

The officers in the other riot control vehicle also quickly disembarked, lining up as they awaited orders.

"Captain Chen, you're here."

Two officers were standing guard outside the first floor of the supermarket.

"What's the situation?"

Captain Chen immediately asked.

"Everyone is trapped on the third floor," one officer said. "Fortunately, it's nighttime, so there weren't many shoppers. There are twenty-eight people trapped in total, half of them employees. I've already arranged for officers to head up to the third floor and coordinate with them, escorting the civilians out through the emergency passages first."

"Mm. The safety of the people must come first."

Captain Chen nodded.

Not seeing his parents, Qin Fen felt somewhat anxious and wanted to call again to ask about the situation.

Boom!

Just then, a tremendous sound came from inside the supermarket.

"What happened?"

Captain Chen took an officer's radio and immediately asked for an update.

"The stairwell at Emergency Exit Three has been destroyed by a metahuman. Personnel can't evacuate through Exit Three, so we can only retreat to the third floor and choose another emergency exit."

A voice came over the radio.

"Not good, the metahuman is heading for the third floor!"

At that moment, an officer's urgent voice sounded over the radio.

Tap tap tap tap~~

A burst of gunfire followed.

"Hold the metahuman back! Do everything you can to hold it back! I'll send reinforcements immediately!"

Captain Chen shouted.

Then he waved a hand, and a group of SWAT officers immediately rushed into the supermarket.

Hearing that the metahuman was heading to the third floor, a trace of anxiety appeared in Qin Fen's eyes.

"Captain Chen, please allow me to go in and save them."

Qin Fen immediately said.

Captain Chen considered for a moment, then asked the officer beside him, "How strong is that metahuman?"

The officer replied, "According to the instruments, the metahuman is Level Two, within our ability to handle. However, it's too fast, and there are too many goods inside the supermarket obstructing our view, so it's difficult to hit it for the moment."

"A Level Two metahuman—I can deal with it."

Qin Fen said at once.

He had learned about the ranks of metahumans and aliens back in junior high.

Metahumans and aliens varied in strength. Metahumans who had undergone one mutation and low-rank aliens belonged to the same level.

However, the gap between the weakest and strongest was enormous. Therefore, humanity had invented instruments that could detect the vital signs of metahumans and aliens, allowing their strength to be roughly determined based on those vital signs.

Metahumans with one mutation and low-rank aliens were divided into six levels, corresponding to the Six Realms of Strength among human Quasi-Martial Artists.

A Level Two metahuman was equivalent to a Quasi-Martial Artist at the Second Realm of Jing Li.

"Go get the combat suit from my trunk."

Captain Chen said to an officer.

"Yes, Captain."

The officer immediately ran to the back of Captain Chen's police car, opened the trunk, and took out a case.

Captain Chen accepted the case and entered the password to open it. Inside was a blue combat suit and a short sword.

Captain Chen said, "This is the first-generation combat suit developed by the Academy of Sciences. The material is tough. Not only is it bulletproof and resistant to sharp weapons, it can also withstand high temperatures, extreme cold, corrosion, poisonous gas, and more. It can effectively protect you when facing metahumans and aliens. Put it on. This short sword can also cut through iron like mud. You haven't learned how to shoot, so even if I gave you a gun, you wouldn't be able to hit the target. With the combat suit's protection, close-quarters combat with the short sword will be more advantageous."

Qin Fen immediately took the combat suit and put it on over his clothes.

The combat suit was extremely soft and was a one-piece outfit covering both his hands and feet, even his fingers and toes. It also came with a mask.

Qin Fen stretched and moved around a little. Wearing the combat suit did not affect his physical performance at all.

"Qin Fen, be careful." Captain Chen patted Qin Fen on the shoulder. "You've only just entered Senior One, yet you've already reached the Second Realm of Jing Li. You have a great chance of getting into a Martial Arts University, and your future is limitless. Do your best to ensure your own safety."

"I understand."

Qin Fen nodded.

Then he shot forward, bursting out at top speed.

He did not enter through the main doors. Instead, he rushed into the stairwell of one of the emergency exits, crossing six or seven steps in a single stride. In just five or six seconds, he had charged up to the third floor.

The moment he reached the third floor, he saw a group of guards escorting the crowd as they evacuated.

"Quick! The stairwell over here is clear! Evacuate this way!"

Qin Fen immediately waved and shouted.

When the guards saw Qin Fen, they immediately led the evacuation in his direction.

They had already learned through the radio that a Quasi-Martial Artist at the Second Realm of Jing Li was coming to support them.

"Move, move, move!"

The guards had the civilians walk ahead while they provided cover from the rear.

Among the crowd, Qin Fen saw his parents.

"Dad, Mom, are you all right?!"

Qin Fen immediately stepped forward.

"Son, why are you here?"

Worry immediately appeared on Qin Fen's parents' faces.

They too knew that a Quasi-Martial Artist was coming to assist them, but they had never expected it to be their own child.

"This isn't the time to talk about that. Evacuate first—I'll deal with the metahuman." Qin Fen reassured them. "Dad, Mom, don't worry. The metahuman here is Level Two. Its strength is equal to mine, so it won't pose much of a threat."

Roar!

Just then, a figure charged onto the third floor and let out a beast-like roar.

At every joint on that figure's body grew incomparably sharp bone spurs, and its eyes were blood-red.

The sharp bone spurs scraped across an iron merchandise rack, instantly tearing it apart and scattering goods all over the floor.

The Bone Spur Alien's eyes were blood-red. It had clearly lost its reason, leaving only an instinct for slaughter. That instinct would automatically make it choose weaker lives as its preferred prey.

Thus, the Bone Spur Alien had set its sights on these ordinary people.

"Get out of here, quickly. I'll hold the metahuman back."

As he spoke, Qin Fen gripped the short sword and charged at the Bone Spur Alien.

He pushed off hard with both feet and shot forward. With a swing of the sharp short sword in his hand, he created a piercing whistle through the air as he slashed at the Bone Spur Alien.

The Bone Spur Alien roared and immediately raised an arm to block.

Pfft!

The short sword cut through iron like mud. It struck the alien's bone spur and severed it outright, slicing open the Bone Spur Alien's skin and sinking into its bones before finally getting stuck. Blood splattered everywhere.

The alien's blood splashed onto Qin Fen's combat suit, immediately producing a sizzling sound.

Metahuman blood was highly corrosive, capable of corroding even stone and iron. However, the combat suit Qin Fen wore had been developed by the Academy of Sciences to deal with metahumans and aliens. It was not only bulletproof and resistant to sharp weapons, but could also withstand high temperatures, extreme cold, corrosion, poisonous gas, and more. Therefore, the metahuman's blood did not corrode the combat suit.

If he had not been wearing the combat suit, Qin Fen would not have dared rashly engage the metahuman in close combat.