Mo Qiudong and the others had seen Song Nanwu's skills before, but this time they were even more shocked.

Her speed was so fast that those burly men were knocked down before she could even deal a single blow. The two genetically modified men held on for a while, and were only subdued by Song Nanwu after two or three blows.

Before long, everyone in the room was lying on the floor.

"Wow, that's awesome!" Mo Qiudong looked at Song Nanwu and couldn't help but praise her out loud.

"Yeah." Qianji nodded heavily, but the boss's modified human seemed to be much stronger than any they had seen before.

"Gordon, I can't help it anymore." Looking at Song Nanwu with burning eyes, Xiao Xi jumped from the second floor and attacked Song Nanwu.

"Doctor, his data is better than we thought." Gordon analyzed Song Nanwu's data with a tablet and spoke to the person in the headset.

"Yeah." A gentle male voice sounded in the headset, and he said in a somewhat calm tone, "I saw it on the video. Xiao Xi is no match for him. Try to buy time. Ryan and the others are here. We must catch him today."

"Yeah." Gordon nodded lightly, then put away the tablet, jumped from the second floor, and began to attack Song Nanwu from both sides with Xiaoxi.

The attacks of the three people seemed to be accelerated. In the blink of an eye, they had already exchanged several moves, which made people dizzy. Mo Qiudong and the others were completely silent, just quietly watching the scene in front of them.

Even two against one couldn't gain the upper hand, just as the doctor said.

Gordon dodged Song Nanwu's fist, his eyes flashed, and then he took out a syringe, and when the chance came, he was about to stab Song Nanwu, but she caught him instead, and the syringe pierced into his blood vessel, causing him a slight pain.

The drug took effect quickly and Gordon fell to the ground with a thud.

"Gordon." Xiao Xi exclaimed and attacked Song Nanwu even faster.

Song Nanwu's reaction was faster than hers. She was right in front of her one second, and the next second she was standing behind her. With a quick move of her hand and a knife, she knocked Xiaoxi unconscious.

There was still a little transparent liquid left in the syringe. Song Nanwu took a look at it, put it into the emergency room, and prepared to hand it to Yun Si later.

"Are you okay?" Song Nanwu asked as she stepped forward to untie the ropes on Mo Qiudong and the others.

"It's okay." Mo Qiudong stretched his body and looked at her. "It seems that they just want to lure you out. They didn't make things difficult for me. As for them..."

Mo Qiudong glanced at the injured Yun Si and Qian Ji and said, "I've never fought with anyone."

"Cough." Nice coughed lightly and unnaturally, "The one who did it is a cyborg, how can I possibly win." Especially the scene just now, it is still fresh in my memory.

"I'm sorry, I've gotten you into trouble." Song Nanwu looked at them and apologized, saying, "It's not advisable to stay here for long. You should leave quickly. I won't go with you. Bajiao will be waiting for you at the street corner. Also, be careful and it's best to leave here."

She shouldn't have let them get involved in this mess.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about us. We have been in this business for so long, so you know how to save your life. But you, boss, must be extra careful." Mo Qiudong looked at Song Nanwu and said seriously.

Song Nanwu pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Mo Qiudong: "From now on, you will still be the boss of the Golden Rose Mercenary Group. I said that at the beginning just to get you to do something for me. However, this matter has nothing to do with you, and I shouldn't have involved you."

"But we are already involved and can't get out. And we accepted you as our boss voluntarily, so don't think of abandoning us. It's impossible." Mo Qiudong said slowly.

Nice raised his lip and seconded the suggestion, "If you really feel bad, Boss, when you send red envelopes in the group from now on, the amount can be as large as possible and as often as possible."

Qianji: "Agreed."

Yun Xiao: "I agree."

Mo Qiudong: "That's totally possible."

Song Nanwu: “…”

This group of paintings have a unique style.

But I couldn't help but laugh, and my heart felt warm.