Hidden Assassin 292

One moment it was calm, but the next, an astonishing killing intent appeared suddenly. Everyone—even Tian Yu Zheng Ze’s nape—couldn’t help but tense up. A faint sigh escaped from behind the brown-haired giant. In the next moment, the brown-haired giant roared, bent over, swung his fist backward, his legs leaving the ground in an instant. Someone had collided with him from behind.

If following most training, the best way to deal with someone behind you is to lunge forward, not to attack backward in haste. However, perhaps relying on his strong physique, at this moment, he chose to turn and punch directly. His two companions in front of him also launched an attack on Tian Yu Zheng Ze at the same time as the shout arose. However, just as their first moves made contact, the brown-haired giant’s body flew past them.

Just like how he entered earlier, he relied on his enormous size and charged like a tank, knocking the door opener directly into the wall. It was like a repeat of what happened before, except this time, the brown-haired giant’s legs were in the air, slamming into the far wall at an incredible speed. The figure in front of him, who had grabbed him around the waist, was too fast to see clearly.

Clean and swift, he didn’t even bother with the brown-haired giant’s missed punch. He brushed past Tian Yu Zheng Ze’s side, about to crash into the wall behind him. At this moment, the brown-haired giant managed to regain some balance, his legs kicking back, sliding across the ground, and finally stopping against the corner. His elbows slammed down on the somewhat short enemy in front of him.

In the back, the tall thin man seemed to be startled by the sudden change. A fierce sideways spinning kick was not aimed at Tian Yu Zheng Ze but instinctively aimed at the figure in front of the giant. At the same time, Tian Yu Zheng Ze blocked the black-suited man’s heavy punch, a blue light blooming.

The brown-haired giant’s fierce elbows slammed down in front, the spinning kick whirring in the back. Trapped between the two, the figure who seemed relatively short suddenly retreated. He had pushed the brown-haired giant’s two-meter-tall, muscular body toward the wall like a cannonball, with immense force and momentum. But now, he abruptly spun and leaped backward. The tall thin man’s kick missed him, and he also spun and swung his leg.

“Crack!” The tall thin man’s most vulnerable calf was kicked, his entire body rotating through the air. The brown-haired giant’s elbows missed, and since he was already in a position with his legs backward, his body seemed to be about to crash into the floor. In his line of sight, the figure who had already spun and leaped suddenly became larger. Using the momentum of his leg swing, he took a step to the side, the porcelain tiles on the floor shattered with a “crack,” and his fists, in parallel, slammed into the brown-haired giant’s chest.

Boom—

The entire wall caved in. The brown-haired giant’s body had been heading towards the floor in front, but after being hit by these seemingly powerless fists, he was now practically embedded in the bathroom wall. Blood spurted out of his mouth. The figure in front of him spun again, his left fist swinging, hitting the tall thin man’s spine who hadn’t yet landed after losing his balance. Then, he leaped, avoiding the spray of blood, and his right knee slammed into the brown-haired giant’s head from the side.

The tall thin man flew out, landing in a pile of white porcelain shards from the washbasin. His limbs twitched. The brown-haired giant was covered in blood, and the knee strike had slammed into the side of his head. For a moment, all the strength left his body, and he slowly collapsed onto the floor, his limbs twitching slightly. With Tian Yu Zheng Ze’s hands dancing like a conductor’s, the blue light faded, and the bathroom became quiet.

The time was short, just two or three seconds, but the boy trapped between them was like a bouncy ball—or a giant whirlpool—using only a few body rotations, leg swings, and punches, he threw them both away with incredible force. His movements were smooth and indescribable. Tian Yu Zheng Ze glanced at the two twitching figures on the ground, then at the boy who had stopped. He opened his mouth, but seemed unsure of what to say. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief. Behind him, the man in the black suit was still standing, many parts of his body frozen into ice, emitting an indescribable chill. This was his most proficient ability: freezing air.

“The most basic form of undying ability, can greatly accelerate the healing rate of self-inflicted injuries, can endure pain, can minimize damage from guns and other mechanical injuries. The most suitable application is to shoot with others…” Jia Ming ignored Tian Yu Zheng Ze’s slightly surprised gaze and simply crouched down to wipe the brown-haired giant. “They don’t even bring a gun, they play hand-to-hand combat. These people… are really the worst of the worst…”

“Whoa…” Two seconds later, Tian Yu Zheng Ze seemed to react, “You’re really fast…”

No matter how powerful the ability user is, they still control their body with their brain. Even if the flesh recovers quickly, they can basically only be slaughtered before the brain and spine injuries heal. Jia Ming kicked the brown-haired giant in the head again and walked over to Tian Yu Zheng Ze, swinging a punch at the black-suited man who was still standing. With a “bang,” the ice shattered, and the head crashed into the wall, rolling onto the floor: “Such powerful freezing ability…”

“When summer comes, you can open an ice cream shop.” Tian Yu Zheng Ze smiled, his left hand waving. A flash of blue light appeared, and the blood spurting from the severed head suddenly turned into a sheet of blood-red ice in the air. Small ice beads formed by the blood fell to the ground, crystal clear.

Since the man was dead, even though many parts of him were frozen, his body was about to fall. Tian Yu Zheng Ze grabbed him and let the headless corpse lean against the wall. Jia Ming picked up a piece of the blood-frozen ice: “Ice cream shop, sell this?”

“If my girlfriend likes it, there’s nothing wrong with it.” Tian Yu Zheng Ze laughed and shrugged, but then his face twitched slightly. Jia Ming had put the blood ice into his mouth and eaten it like a French fry. He then frowned and asked, “Did you bring a knife?”

Tian Yu Zheng Ze flicked his right hand, a small sword about 30 centimeters long sliding out of his sleeve. He then took out a medical rubber glove from his pocket and tossed it to Jia Ming: “Be careful, don’t damage the important parts of the specimen.”

“Specimen… Can you take the brain back? At most, can you do selective slicing?” Jia Ming put on the gloves, pulled out the knife, and turned to ask. The entire bathroom was filled with people lying on the ground, blood flowing. Listening to their conversation, it was like they had turned the place into a surgical room. With their abilities, if anyone came in from outside, they would basically be able to hear them. Besides, these people had already put up a sign saying “under repair,” so they believed no one would come to bother them for a while.

Tian Yu Zheng Ze pointed to the frozen head on the ground: “I’ll find a box, take this frozen one back to Japan, and give the rest to Yan Huang Jue Xing.”

“I don’t want to leave any survivors.”

“I understand. I’ll freeze them all later and chop them up.”

It’s hard to imagine what kind of emotion it would be to have your body parts dissected in such a place. However, when Jia Ming walked to the tall thin man with a knife, the man whose spine had been dislocated by a punch but still hadn’t passed out due to his ability, showed a look of extreme terror. His limbs twitched violently, and he seemed to want to yell. But before he could make any sound, Jia Ming had directly dislocated his jaw. He didn’t do anything too perverted, just picked up his arm, cut it open with force, and occasionally poked the wound with the tip of the knife as blood flowed out. After half a minute, he reached out to put the man’s jaw back in place before standing up.

“The recovery speed is visible to the naked eye, but it’s still not fast enough. Although it’s been successful to a certain extent, it’s only the most basic modification…”

Tian Yu Zheng Ze nodded: “But what we’re most concerned about is whether this technology can be mass-produced. You know, if it’s equipped in the army, soldiers who can survive dozens of bullets, it’s terrifying…”

“I’m worried that with their level, they wouldn’t be able to escape from the You An Tian Qin lab. This only proves… there might be one or two very powerful people among them…”

“Ask them.” Tian Yu Zheng Ze smiled, a blue light appearing on his finger. He pressed it against the brown-haired giant’s ear. Jia Ming squatted down next to the tall thin man: “So, the bad news is… we still need someone to dissect for the experiment. The good news is, we need some information. You see, the big guy’s brain function has been temporarily stopped, and we’ve decided to give you the opportunity to betray your companions. What do you say?”

Perhaps the thought of being dissected for experiments had already left a deep shadow in their hearts. Under absolute power, the tall thin man answered quite simply: “He he he he… he’s called… Count…”

“Count?”

“My family’s old pug was also called Count.” Tian Yu Zheng Ze said.

“We… don’t know… his… origin. One day… he suddenly appeared… lab… took us out, and then… brought us here…”

“Where are the others? Where are they now?”

“No… I don’t know. We… argued, we separated… Count he… came here, then left… We don’t know where he is…”

The pain of his dislocated spine turned his face pale, his muscles convulsing, his mouth drooling, and he trembled as he spoke. Jia Ming frowned: “What does Count look like?”

“We… didn’t see… he wore a mask… black cloak.” The tall thin man breathed heavily, “All we know is, he’s short…”

Suddenly, a piece of white porcelain shard was crushed into powder in Jia Ming’s hand. He was suddenly stunned.

“Dwarf…”

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