The top-tier experimental subject who died in the night, the peerless genius carefully nurtured by the special department—what kind of strength can be called the ultimate? He thought, he finally saw through the disguise and saw the hideous truth.
Dozens of top-notch fighters were effortlessly destroyed by that asura-like man, who was like an ant between their fingers.
That dark red snake tail was like the Grim Reaper's scythe, reaping lives with devastating force. A foot-thick wall was shattered in two with a single tap!
The bullets fired by the attacker didn't even leave a white mark on the scales. Before he could even be shocked, the man's dagger slashed across his neck, and his head flew high into the air.
The corpses lay scattered haphazardly on the ground, none of them intact.
To make it easier to deal with Professor Hua, they cleared out the surrounding area. There weren't many people living in this old residential building of Qingsheng University to begin with, and the rest were all put to sleep using hypnotic abilities.
Even if there are gunfights and explosions, he will never wake up.
Originally, they were afraid of being discovered attacking Professor Hua, but now that Wu Ming has suddenly appeared and wants to kill him, they have no way to ask for help!
"You can't kill me. Go ask your superior; he'll tell you."
Before he could finish speaking, a flash of black light appeared before his eyes, and the blade came crashing down towards his head. Zhen Kang cried out in panic, "Go ask your superior!"
The dagger, sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, contained boundless hatred, as if infused with the power of its entire body, and with a single stroke, it sliced off the horn from Zhen Kang's forehead!
"You don't deserve it!"
"Aaaaaaah!" Zhen Kang screamed in agony, clutching his head. The excruciating pain made his vision go black, and he collapsed to his knees with a thud. "I'm going to die! I'm going to die! It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"
With a flick of its tail, the black serpent lunged forward again, its blood-red eyes hiding a chilling frost that made one tremble at the sight of it. It used its dagger to pry off the scales from Zhen Kang's entire leg!
"Aaaaaah!"
Golden and green scales, indistinguishable from one another, were thrown on the ground, stained with foul-smelling blood, murky and filthy.
Zhen Kang felt like he was dying from the pain!
The scales on my legs were ripped off, as if I had been skinned alive. Every nerve screamed in pain, every muscle cried out in agony; it felt like hell itself.
Blood seeped from the wound at the base of the scales, and as he rolled around on the ground, it splattered everywhere.
Wu Ming's cold gaze swept over the rest of his body; the gold and green scales were incredibly disgusting and glaring, as were the scales on his back, neck, and legs.
"Wu Ming! What are you doing? Stop right now!"
Suddenly, a furious reprimand rang in his ears. It was the monitoring system inside Wu Ming's body that had finally noticed something was wrong and was trying to reprimand him.
When the officer was woken up and rushed to the monitor, he almost fainted from the sight it presented.
Zhen Kang's body was covered in blood on one side, and there was a huge hole in his head from which blood was gushing out. He was in so much pain that his face was contorted, and his voice was almost hoarse from screaming. He was like an insect that had been doused with boiling water, struggling and writhing frantically before he died.
Wu Ming's voice was completely flat: "I am carrying out a mission to assassinate Zhen Kang."
He didn't stop working his hands while he was speaking.
Zhen Kang wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he did not expect the man to be so agile. As soon as he moved, the man grabbed his other leg.
With another slash, all the scales on its leg were ripped off!
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