Big Fish

Of course, this was only the initial version. Although the Death Soldiers had physical abilities far beyond ordinary people, they still hadn't surpassed the limits of the human body, so they could still be killed with ease.

Next, Tang Shizhe would have Tang Yi and the others learn various fighting skills from movies, TV shows, documentaries, instructional videos, and other materials online.

The Splitters would also learn other skills, such as lockpicking.

Once they had learned various forms of combat, the Death Soldiers would finally be complete!

These Death Soldiers felt no pain, had no emotions or fear, followed orders absolutely, needed no communications equipment, knew a variety of skills, and possessed the ability to think logically. They were true super-biological weapons.

Three days later, the first Splitter Death Soldier had fully recovered from his injuries. Tang Yi and the others had also gathered and learned practical sambo, boxing, judo, Brazilian jiu-jitsu, sanda, karate, jeet kune do, Filipino stick fighting, baguazhang, tai chi, and other famous martial arts from around the world.

Tang Yi and the others had downloaded and committed to memory every video and image-based tutorial they could find online on knife fighting, swordsmanship, spear techniques, and more!

Death One had now truly become a fully fledged biological weapon!

Tang Shizhe saw that Death One had recovered from his injuries and was hitting a punching bag in one of the warehouses.

Tang Shizhe had originally bought the punching bag to work out, but he had only used it twice after buying it. After that, it had just gathered dust.

Now, Death One was getting some use out of it.

Every punch Death One threw sent the bag flying straight back. His body seemed to have hardly any muscle, yet it unleashed incredible power!

With a loud THUD, Tang Shizhe's punching bag met its end. Death One's fist had punched right through it, spilling sand everywhere.

"Tang Yi, find a suitable target for him to practice on!" Tang Shizhe ordered, turning to his attendant, Tang Yi.

"Yes, sir!" Tang Yi nodded to the others, and the Splitters immediately began searching on the computer.

"Boss, we found one. We found a notorious loan company online! Their main business is usury!" Tang Er looked up from the computer and reported to Tang Shizhe.

"Good, that's the one! Find its location and tell Death One to go destroy all their loan records. While he's at it, have him beat up the loan sharks." Tang Shizhe waved his hand. After all, loan sharking wasn't a crime that deserved death. If you didn't want to borrow money, they wouldn't force you. The main problem was that the people who borrowed from them weren't thinking straight. (Please don't take offense.)

Three hours later,

Tang Wu drove a black van out of the factory grounds under cover of darkness and headed toward the city center.

The Splitters took care of every surveillance camera along the way. After several dozen minutes, the van stopped in a secluded alley, just a kilometer from the target. Death One could easily run the rest of the way on his own.

Death One opened the van door, then kicked off the alley wall a few times and vaulted onto the roof.

Climbing a few meters wasn't a problem for Death One, especially with plenty of edges to grab onto.

His figure quickly disappeared into the night. Passersby could only faintly hear the wind whistling across the rooftops; they couldn't see the Death Soldier, swift as a leopard.

Five minutes later, Death One stopped in front of a six-story commercial building. He keenly spotted what seemed to be sentries hidden in the shadows around it.

A man with a stun baton and a walkie-talkie tucked into his clothes was squatting in the alley across from the office building, smoking a cigarette.

Another sentry was leaning against a wall in the building's shadow, dozing off.

Watching through the shared vision, Tang Shizhe frowned. What loan company kept sentries on watch?

This place was set up like a drug den.

Wait, a drug den!

Tang Shizhe suddenly realized something. Could this loan company also be dealing drugs?

Usury alone made plenty of money. Were these people really stupid enough to deal drugs too, an offense punishable by death?

"Go inside and take a look!" Tang Shizhe ordered Death One through the Mental Network.

Death One carefully circled behind one of the sentries, knocked him unconscious, and dragged him aside. Then he did the same to the other sentry. Before long, he had taken care of all the sentries outside.

Using the air-conditioning unit outside the building, Death One easily climbed up to the second floor.

He carefully pushed open a second-floor window and climbed inside.

Suddenly, the office building's alarm blared. The unexpected noise startled Tang Shizhe, but Death One remained calm.

Only then, through the Death Soldier's eyes, did Tang Shizhe spot a camera in the corner. There was no doubt about it: the camera had infrared scanning capabilities!

"What loan company sets itself up like a spy base? Did I stumble onto something big?" Tang Shizhe rubbed his hands together, a little excited. Did this count as standing up for justice and ridding the people of a menace?

"Quick, quick! Someone's broken in!" Several men shouted from a room on the first floor. Seven burly drug dealers grabbed the combat knives beside them and charged out.

At that moment, Death One looked through an open doorway and saw a girl lying on a bed, thin as a skeleton. Several syringes lay beside her, and her lower half was already unclothed.

"Damn it! They really are drug dealers!" Tang Shizhe cursed angrily.

"Death One, wipe out every piece of scum at this hideout!" Seeing the frail girls, some unconscious and some awake, in the rooms Death One opened, Tang Shizhe gave the order furiously through the Mental Network.

After receiving Tang Shizhe's order, Death One gave a slight nod, then pushed off hard with both legs and charged at a drug dealer rushing toward him.

The first drug dealer to reach him raised his combat knife and brought it down in a vertical slash. Death One quickly stepped forward twice, grabbed the knife-wielding hand with his left hand, and slammed his right elbow into the man's face.

Crack! The drug dealer's face caved in beneath the blow. The metal elbow guard on Death One's arm, combined with his tremendous explosive strength, had crushed it. The poor bastard was clearly done for.

After landing the first blow, Death One caught the combat knife as it fell from the drug dealer's limp hand. He spun sideways and slashed across the man's chest, cutting a three-centimeter-deep gash. The blade nearly split the entire chest open, and blood poured out as the lifeless body crashed heavily to the floor.

The remaining six drug dealers recoiled several steps in fear. Was this a movie? Could someone really disarm a man and kill him with his own knife?