kitchen.
Xiao Jin's longsword clashed with the mistress's steel needles, sparks flying.
The once elegant woman has now transformed into a wild and unruly "mechanical spider," leaping nimbly across the mottled walls, each landing accompanied by splinters of peeling paint.
Her right arm had become one with an old sewing machine, whose rusty base was now spewing out billowing steam like an angry fire dragon, which inadvertently burned Xiao Jin's strong shoulder, leaving a hideous red mark.
"Your stitches are too messy, they look terrible." Xiao Jin's lips curled into a cold smile.
Before she finished speaking, the sharp blade in her hand drew a silver arc in the air, precisely severing the transmission belt that controlled the wildly spinning steel needles.
The mistress, or rather the half-human, half-machine pollution toy in front of her, stumbled a step due to Xiao Jin's sudden loss of balance, her mechanical eyes flashing with confusion and astonishment.
The next second, Xiao Jin displayed astonishing agility and strength.
With a light leap, she landed steadily on the cluttered kitchen counter, like a cheetah poised to pounce on its prey.
Immediately afterwards, she kicked her right leg hard, aiming at the bubbling, steaming pot of soup.
The scalding hot oil in the pot poured down like volcanic lava, accurately drenching the precision gears of the sewing machine, instantly eliciting a heart-stopping groan.
"Ahhh!! No!!!" the woman screamed.
Amidst the deafening noise, Xiao Jin seized the fleeting opportunity. Her blade, like the scythe of death, slashed through the air with unstoppable force, ultimately embedding itself deeply into the mistress's neck.
With a dull thud, the other's head rolled to the ground. The mechanical eyes that had once shone with a glimmer of humanity gradually dimmed, and the steel needles that had been wildly waving limply pierced the floor next to Xiao Jin in their final twitches.
As the dust settled, only the slowly dissipating steam and Xiao Jin's slightly rapid breathing remained in the room.
[Ding—Player has defeated the corrupted boss, reward points +5000]
Having dealt with the mistress, Xiao Jin continued to roam the villa, and more and more toys died at her hands.
The battlefield is in the study on the other side.
The moonlight, like a thin layer of frost, spilled through the window, and the silvery glow shone through the glass into the room.
Chu Yuan, dressed in a tight-fitting combat suit, staggered through the butler's attacks.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept by, and then, a giant python made of complex cables silently darted out from the shadows and coiled around his neck.
The butler's cold, mechanical voice echoed in my ears: "Death, all humans deserve to die..."
The cable tightened as if it were alive, making it difficult for Chu Yuan to breathe.
His back slammed violently against the shattered glass windows scattered on the ground as he was shaken. The sharp shards of glass were like thousands of blades, instantly cutting his back into a bloody mess, but Chu Yuan didn't care at all.
At this critical moment, the Rubik's Cube in Chu Yuan's arms seemed to sense its master's danger, and a flash of light appeared.
The Rubik's Cube instantly disintegrated into bundles of rotating blades, which then recombine at an incredible speed, transforming into a sharp chainsaw.
Chu Yuan reached out and grabbed it, then with a roar, he suddenly raised his saw and severed the metal tentacles that were trying to strangle him.
The chainsaw's teeth sparked brightly as they rubbed against the cable, filling the air with a mixture of burnt and bloody odors.
"You old bastard..." Chu Yuan coughed up a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood: "You're the one who should die!"
He struggled to his feet, his chest heaving violently.
Damn it, I miscalculated a bit!
Chu Yuan pressed his teeth against the tip of his tongue.
I thought all these toys were about the same strength, but I didn't expect there to be a little boss hidden here. Is this butler crazy? Why is he in the study instead of wandering around the hall?
The butler didn't seem to be giving up. New weapons slowly extended from the mechanical arm, ready to deliver a fatal blow to the human in front of him.
However, at this critical moment, a lithe figure leaped down from the roof—it was Tong Xiaolu.
"Hey, big guy, need any help?"
After spending several days together, Tong Xiaolu completely changed her impression of Chu Yuan.
To the other players, the leader of the Dark Chaser Mercenary Group was ruthless, strict, sharp-tongued, and had a terrible temper. But to her, he was just a big, arrogant, and immature idiot.
Especially in front of Xiao Jin, Chu Yuan always seemed a bit simple-minded.
"Tsk, what a nuisance." Chu Yuan curled his lip.
Tong Xiaolu ignored him completely. Without waiting for Chu Yuan's agreement, she took out a chain that gleamed with cold light and, like a dancing serpent, instantly wrapped the butler up tightly, making him look like a giant metal rice dumpling.
Seeing this, a ruthless glint flashed in Chu Yuan's eyes. He gripped the chainsaw tightly and, taking advantage of the butler's inability to move, suddenly exerted force.
The chainsaw, accompanied by a whistling sound, precisely pierced the victim's mouth, penetrated the skull, and reached the lower back, emitting a chilling "crack" sound.
The butler's body trembled violently a few times before finally falling silent.
[Ding—Defeat the polluted boss, reward points +5000 (to be distributed according to contribution)]
The system notification sounded at the right time, but Tong Xiaolu's expression froze.
Oh dear! How embarrassing!
She forgot that contribution points were calculated, so did this mean she had stolen Chu Yuan's points?
Sure enough, when Tong Xiaolu looked over, she was met with Chu Yuan's dark face...
Meanwhile, a fierce battle was also taking place in the courtyard outside the villa.
The moonlight, like fine silver gauze, gently spread across the intricate stone path, adding a touch of mystery to this tranquil place.
Suddenly, an unusual tremor broke the silence of the night.
Suddenly, the fountain in the courtyard burst into light, and jets of water shot into the sky, transforming into a series of dazzling barriers that tightly surrounded a little boy in the center.
It was the Song Dynasty that activated the battle formation.
The once mischievous little boy has undergone a complete transformation.
His body was covered by a dense layer of mechanical structures, with gun barrels like a forest, gleaming coldly, turning him into a living, walking arsenal.
"Mommy! Mommy!" the little boy, now a toy, cried helplessly.
Its steel fingers unconsciously pulled the trigger, and bullets poured out like a torrential rain, but when they touched the invisible barrier of the water array, the water and fire canceled each other out.
The bullets vanished without a trace, not even causing a ripple.
At this point, the little boy's cries grew increasingly desperate, sounding particularly jarring in the quiet night.
Song Chao stood at the edge of the fountain, his brows furrowing slightly as he listened to the cries around him.
No wonder so many people in the real world hate it when children cry in public. That kind of noise that explodes in your head really tests your tolerance.
Let's resolve this quickly!
Thinking of this, Song Chao placed his hands in front of him, as if he was about to activate the formation.
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