Thanks for the Treat, Sis

Suddenly, a figure shot out of the elevator shaft amid the bursting flames.

Bang!

"It's Luke! They're alive!!"

Jessica screamed excitedly, and Chun-Li smiled as well.

"Haha."

After setting Frank down, Luke collapsed onto the ground, smoke rising from his body as he gasped loudly for breath.

They looked at one another. Every one of them was covered in soot and utterly bedraggled.

"Haha. This time really wore me out. When we get back, I'm getting completely wasted!"

Jessica swayed as she rose to her feet, her face filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

Supporting himself with his billy club, Matt nodded in agreement.

Tap, tap, tap.

A group of black-clad men carrying guns suddenly surrounded them from all directions.

"We are the CIA Federal Bureau of Investigation. We suspect that you are involved in a case concerning an overseas terrorist organization.

Drop your weapons and surrender immediately!"

They were well-trained, around seventeen or eighteen of them, with their guns firmly trained on the group.

Though they were furious inside, Matt and the others could only raise their hands and remain still.

After hesitating for a moment, Frank tossed his gun onto the ground.

The enemy outnumbered them, and everyone was exhausted. Fighting now was not a wise choice.

This time, the CIA team was led by a captain named Mark.

He had been following this case for quite some time.

After noticing Matt and the others' movements, he had followed close behind them, hoping to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

"So far, everything has gone exactly as I expected.

This haul is a total jackpot!"

Suppressing his delight, he curled his lips into a smug grin and waved his hand.

"Move. Cuff them one by one."

Mark had never thought much of these street heroes. Only after his men had cuffed them and gathered them to one side did he call over two people and stroll leisurely toward the elevator shaft, bending down to look inside.

He actually had no idea what had happened down there. He was simply curious and had come to take a look with the bearing of a victor.

But reality was just that absurd.

Splat!

A tentacle as thick as an arm suddenly shot out of the elevator shaft and pierced straight through Mark's abdomen.

He spat out a mouthful of blood. As the surrounding agents stared in disbelief, the tentacle lifted him high into the air.

Then it whipped him away.

Bang!!

A trail of blood streaked across the ground as Mark crashed down miserably.

"No, no, no! Don't—don't kill me. I don't want to die yet!!"

His body writhed back and forth, his intestines spilling out and snapping in two.

He wept and wailed in despair.

But no one at the scene could save him. He even stretched an arm toward Matt and the others, his eyes full of pleading.

"..."

None of them said a word. Matt shook his head regretfully.

"D-Don't abandon me. Please... please."

Begging, filled with deep regret and despair, he died.

Crack.

With a hard pull, Luke tore apart his handcuffs, his face grim.

After freeing everyone from their cuffs one by one, Frank assessed the situation and led them cautiously backward.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Guns across the scene spat furious flames as the CIA agents fired their bullets in terror.

"Monster! There's a monster!!"

The agents held their guns with trembling hands, staring in horror at the creature before them, like a demon crawling out of hell.

By now, the monster had already changed beyond recognition.

A long tentacle shot out from its flower-shaped head. Most of its body was badly burned, exposing blood-red fascia beneath the skin.

Its arms and legs stretched longer, and the machetes embedded in its palms and soles grew as huge as door panels. The blades swung wildly, whipping up fierce gusts.

Seeing humans attacking it with bullets, it pressed all four machetes close to the ground and swept them outward at incredible speed.

"AAAAAH!!!"

Miserable screams instantly echoed across the entire battlefield.

Blood covered the ground. Severed limbs and mangled corpses lay everywhere, and the stench of gore filled the air.

"Roar!"

Bracing itself on all fours, the monster excitedly clamped a corpse in its mouth and raised its head to swallow it.

"Hey, big guy!"

The monster jolted and quickly turned around, its flower-shaped head sweeping from side to side.

"Hey, where are you looking?"

The monster finally reacted. Lowering its head, it focused its gaze.

A dark-skinned human stood there bare-chested, shouting at it.

When it looked over, Luke curled his lips into a grin and raised his right hand, curling a finger at it provocatively.

"Get over here. Let Daddy love you!"

Maybe it was some kind of racial talent, but that expression was not only flirtatious—it was downright seductive.

?!

The monster had never seen anything like this. It froze, feeling that this little runt before it was unbearably arrogant.

It slapped both hands against the ground, rose with a series of furious roars, then kicked off hard, sending up thick clouds of dust as it viciously pounced at Luke.

Boom!

The size difference between them was too great. Luke did not take the attack head-on, instead rolling to the left according to Frank's plan and dodging it.

He casually picked up a pistol from the ground and fired twice, Bang! Bang!, hitting the monster.

The bullets burst into sprays of blood on its body. The damage was minor, but the insult was immense!

"Roar—"

This hateful bastard kept provoking it. Its last shred of reason was swallowed by rage. It swore it would make this damn brat taste its power!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Door-sized machetes came crashing down from above, smashing madly into the ground.

Perhaps inspired by the football field, Luke no longer fought in a straightforward manner. To evade the monster's attacks, he ran S-shaped paths one moment and zigzagged in Z-shaped paths the next, moving with extreme agility across the battlefield.

The monster behind him chased relentlessly with four massive blades raised high, yet it could not see any hope of hitting Luke.

"Roar! Roar!"

Bang! Bang!!

Farther away, at the edge of the battlefield.

Frank and Chun-Li held firearms and fired from time to time, interfering with the monster pursuing Luke.

Holding a bundle of grenades in both arms, Jessica followed Frank's suggestion and hovered in the sky, waiting for Matt's command.

As time passed bit by bit.

"Is it not ready yet, Matt? I can't hold on much longer!"

On the battlefield, Luke stuck out his tongue and shouted in exhaustion.

"Shit! My ass got stabbed!!"

Ignoring Luke's yelling, Matt pricked up his ears. With a frown, he pushed his radar senses to the limit, trying to seize the fleeting opening.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

When Luke ran past the group again, cursing under his breath, two gunshots rang out. One after the other, the bullets struck the monster's left kneecap.

"Roar?!"

The monster had greatly underestimated human treachery. A sudden pain shot through its knee, its left leg gave out, and with a wet thud, its body toppled onto the ground.

An opening!!

Matt's eyes snapped open, and he shouted the command.

"Jessica, now!!"

Without hesitation, Jessica, who had long been ready, pulled the pins from the grenades and dove down at high speed with a shriek of wind.

The monster lay sprawled on the ground, shaking its head. Before it could figure out what had happened to its left leg, it saw a girl dive down, toss something into its mouth, then pull up in a V-shaped trajectory and shoot back into the sky.

It smacked its lips twice, and two question marks slowly seemed to appear above its head.

Thanks, little sis. Though the taste is a little salty.

The next second.

BOOM—!!

The monster exploded into pieces.