"What...what do you mean?"

In his panic, he even blurted out the question, but Wu Ming ignored him, only glancing at the blood-stained scales, horns, and claws on the ground with disgust, and said softly, "It's dirty."

What's dirty?

"Some things are dirty. Rather than keeping them to disgust you, it's better to crush them to ashes and leave cleanly."

The officers and others were puzzled and stunned, when they saw the Black Serpent's tail move, crushing all its scales, horns, and claws into dust, which disappeared when the night wind blew.

The officer felt that something was wrong. He even looked Wu Ming up and down suspiciously, wondering if Wu Ming knew something.

That's not right either.

If he knew his true identity, how could he remain so calm?

“Wu Ming, the base actually has a set of dragon scales and horns left by a mutant with dragon-like abilities. This is undoubtedly a rare treasure for you snake-like mutants. Do your mission well, and I will reward you when you come back.”

Wu Ming gave a noncommittal reply, his face remaining indifferent and revealing no emotion whatsoever, which made the officer breathe a sigh of relief.

If he knew his past, wouldn't he at least feel some anger and hatred upon hearing this? The fact that he showed no reaction probably means he doesn't actually know.

Too.

This snake has undergone too many modifications, its mind has always been unstable, and it is very easy for it to lose its rationality.

He had never failed in any of his previous missions. The failed assassination of Zhen Kang was his first failure. He was unwilling to give up, so it's somewhat understandable that he came back to kill him again.

Perhaps it really is just a coincidence.

"Go quickly to Professor Hua's room and see if there's a memory card or something, then leave immediately. Don't worry about the dead body on the ground; let the Chinese clean it up themselves."

The man's snake tail slowly transformed back into legs, and he walked into the house.

Although the monitoring system on his body was high-tech, it was still implanted and couldn't perform 720-second loop recording. As the camera rotated, the man quickly straightened up.

He now had a small memory card in his hand.

"Yes, we have this."

The base's surveillance cameras didn't capture where he found it, but no one thought much of it. The officer's eyes lit up: "Quick, turn on the computer! Read it and see what it is!"

Professor Hua's home was fully equipped with all of these. When the memory card was inserted, a dense array of firewalls and passwords popped up. Wu Ming had been specially trained in hacking and quickly cracked some of the defenses, releasing a small amount of content first.

The more firewalls there are, the more authentic the thing seems, especially since the cracked content does indeed contain names, identity information, and other data.

The officer was overjoyed: "The list! Finding this is worth Zhen Kang's death! Bring it back immediately, and keep it with you. It's safer with you than anywhere else. You better keep it safe! If this is lost, and the boss blames you, I won't be able to protect your life!"

Wu Ming remained noncommittal.

He left the scene quickly as instructed by his superior.

A few hours later, as dawn broke, Ye Qingxi arrived to visit Professor Hua with some things in tow. Upon seeing the body parts scattered all over the ground downstairs, she was shocked and furious. While making a phone call to notify the Special Department to seal off the scene, she hurriedly rushed upstairs.

"Mentor, mentor!"

The piercing cries echoed throughout the entire floor.

The special forces arrived quickly. Everyone's faces were filled with grief and anger. While collecting the bodies, they searched for clues in the surrounding area and soon found a number of surveillance cameras in the corners.

"Damn it, this is the Dark Death!"