Gambit Remy

"Give me the same barbecue and fried chicken as them."

Lynn's face remained completely expressionless.

Although the man before him was a mutant, he was clearly hiding it.

The middle-aged man looked up at Lynn, his pupils constricting slightly as he replied:

"Alright, that will be 16 dollars."

Lynn took out the cash he had found at the base and paid him.

Soon, the barbecue and fried chicken were served.

Lynn ate ravenously, his mouth glistening with grease.

Ever since his identity as a mutant had been exposed, he hadn't eaten a proper meal.

After finishing his meal, Lynn left the diner, preparing to head out of the area.

The group of pursuers had already entered the city, and they were clearly beginning to track his movements.

He needed to find a safe place first, then focus on increasing his strength.

"Hm?"

Walking down the street, Lynn felt that something was off.

He looked up, his gaze landing on the reflective glass of the building ahead.

He noticed that among the crowd to his rear-left, two people seemed to be staring at him constantly.

To his right, there were three more individuals following him closely, carrying a bag.

What was going on?

Lynn's eyes narrowed.

Had he been discovered by the pursuers?

Or had he been targeted for robbery by local gangsters?

Thinking this, he walked a few more blocks, only to find that these people were still trailing him.

Judging by the situation, they weren't his pursuers, just common muggers.

Lynn breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickened his pace, suddenly turning into a side alley to the right.

Seeing him enter the alley, the five men behind him followed suit.

As soon as he stepped into the alley, Lynn spun around, his eyes cold as he stared at the five black men who had walked in.

These five men were tall and muscular, each with a handgun tucked into their waistbands, clearly members of a local gang.

"Kid, Boss Kevin spared your pathetic life, yet here you are, daring to come back."

The leader chuckled, then continued:

"Looks like you've never really dealt with a gang before, have you?"

The other men pulled out their handguns, aiming the dark muzzles at Lynn.

They wore malicious grins, looking up and down at Lynn, who was disguised as someone else using his shapeshifting technique.

"Heh! Why talk so much? Boss Kevin put a Rape-Murder Bounty on him, just go for it!"

Rape-Murder Bounty?

What was that?

Lynn was a bit bewildered.

From the words of these men, he could deduce that the person he had shapeshifted into must be a target of their gang.

That was why he had been followed the moment he walked down the street.

He raised an eyebrow: "So, what do you mongrels want to do?"

These gang members looked like they had done every evil deed imaginable, with many lives on their hands.

That was why Lynn called them mongrels.

"Heh... mongrels?" The leader wore a cruel smile.

"You won't be saying that when you're wailing and begging for mercy later!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped right in front of Lynn, aiming his gun at him.

He even reached out a hand, intending to grab Lynn by the throat.

With several guns pointed at him, the leader was confident that no one could resist while under the aim of a firearm.

However, in the next second.

Lynn lunged forward and crushed the leader's arm into a pulp.

Crimson blood splattered everywhere, and jagged white bone fragments fell to the ground, still clinging to bits of the man's flesh.

"Aaaaaaahhh!!" The leader of the black men let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.

Seeing their leader's arm torn clean off, the other four black men widened their eyes, their faces filled with horror.

Th-this guy... could he be a mutant?!

"Shoot! Kill him, kill him, aaaaaaahhh!!"

The leader roared in agony.

Blood flowed continuously from his severed limb, dripping onto the ground.

The intense pain and blood loss were already causing his dark complexion to turn pale.

Hearing his command, the stunned men hurriedly raised their pistols at DC Lynn and pulled the triggers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!!

Several bullets sped toward DC Lynn's body.

However, the metal bullets were useless against his chest.

Enhanced by Electric Current Drive and DC Lynn's powerful cellular structure, his body was formidable.

With fifty thousand volts of Electric Current Drive, he could tear tanks apart with his bare hands and punch fighter jets out of the sky.

At this moment, DC Lynn's physical durability was harder than steel.

I just wonder how it compares to Adamantium.

Seeing DC Lynn block the bullets with his body, the men's expressions froze.

As if they had seen a ghost, they stared with wide eyes, looking at the guy in front of them in utter shock.

H-how is this possible?

Wasn't this guy just an ordinary person?

He was even targeted by Kevin's Rape-Murder Bounty.

How could he have become a mutant overnight, possessing such powerful defense and strength?!

DC Lynn punched the leader, blasting him into a mist of blood, then slowly walked toward the four men holding pistols.

The man on the far left trembled all over and knelt to beg for mercy.

"Please, I have a four-year-old child to support and an eighty-year-old mother waiting to be fed, I'm just trying to make a living..."

"Make a living your mother!"

DC Lynn swung his hand, smashing the man's head like a watermelon.

Did he think DC Lynn was an idiot?

When they were shooting at him earlier, why didn't he mention his young children and elderly mother?

"Don't... don't kill me, I can do anything for you, rape me, you can even rape me!!"

Another man, feeling DC Lynn's icy gaze, immediately moved to take off his pants to serve him.

But he was electrocuted into a charred corpse by a blast of Lightning Style Ninjutsu combined with Electric Current Drive.

"Damn dog, you think I'd be interested in you? I'm a fucking man!"

DC Lynn cursed angrily and immediately blasted the remaining two to death.

Having finished this, he prepared to leave the alley.

However.

DC Lynn suddenly turned his head to look behind him and found the waiter he had met at the bar standing there.

Looking at the blood covering the ground, Remy nodded and asked.

"Are you the mutant they were hunting?"

DC Lynn frowned, feeling a bit puzzled.

Why hadn't he noticed this person appearing behind him?

Did the other party have the ability to traverse space?

Or perhaps...

Seeing that DC Lynn didn't answer, Remy continued:

"Those tanks rolled into the city today, saying they were here to capture mutant criminals. Could it be that they're after you? Even a Level 4 mutant couldn't withstand those tanks, missiles, and terrifying heavy firepower."

"Who exactly are you?" DC Lynn stared intently at the man before him, his eyes glinting with cold light.

"Don't worry, we aren't enemies." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "I am a mutant, too."

As he spoke, a red glow began to emanate from his hands.

DC Lynn was not surprised by this.

There were traitors among mutants, so he had to remain vigilant at all times.

DC Lynn asked with an expressionless face:

"I already knew you were a mutant, but what exactly did you come here to find me for?"