35: Chapter 35 Flesh is Weak!
35: Chapter 35 Flesh is Weak!
The only sound in the room was the pitter-patter of raindrops hitting the window.
For some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
“Feng Gang!” His voice raised several degrees, yet there was still no response.
His cheek twitched as he stared at the thick lacquered wooden door, his expression growing increasingly solemn as if there were a terrifying beast behind it waiting to devour someone.
The curtains flapped in the heavy wind and rain.
The bad feeling in his heart grew stronger, and without any hesitation, he opened the drawer and took out a palm-sized blue circular metal object, placing it against his chest.
His gaze landed on a certain spot, hesitant, but then his expression hardened.
His thighs tensed, and he suddenly leaped from behind the desk and charged toward the direction of the window.
“You’re really full of surprises!”
Accompanied by the sound of shattering glass, a hoarse voice also entered Zhang Hu’s ears.
Two dark shadows smashed toward him head-on!
Zhang Hu’s face changed dramatically.
Luckily, he had his metallic prosthetic limb in front of him as he broke through the window.
Sparks flew, an immense force hit him, and he shot back, crashing through the lacquered wooden door with a loud bang and falling onto the floor.
The stickiness underneath him and the stench of blood made his face pale.
Blood seeping from under the doors on both sides of the corridor had already covered the floorboards.
A flash of lightning revealed a figure slowly approaching, four silver-white mechanical arms behind it radiating a cold murderous intent, with raindrops following suit as they hit the ground.
Li Ming had intended to hide outside the window, waiting for Zhang Hu to open the door and, startled by the anomaly, take him by surprise.
But he hadn’t expected the man to be so decisive, not even preparing to check the door but instead making a run for it.
I don’t think I have any quarrel with you,” said Zhang Hu, realizing that the person with the buzzing drill on one of the mechanical arms was the killer of Ma Wu.
A potent Mechanical Transformation!
Li Ming didn’t speak.
Two mechanical arms shot out like lightning, heading straight for Zhang Hu.
His left arm fiercely slapped the ground, blood spraying up, and the recoil allowed him to flip to his feet.
Accompanied by a tiger roar, white smoke actually sprayed from his nostrils.
This was the core ability of the Fierce Tooth Tiger—Tiger Breath, slightly enhancing his strength and speed.
His right prosthetic limb shot out a sharp claw, deflecting the drill arm.
Metal clashed, sparks flying.
He quickly twisted his body to dodge a vertical slicing saw blade, then grabbed the robust mechanical arm with a counter hand.
His muscles bulged with effort as he tried to pull and make his opponent stumble, but it didn’t budge.
“Such immense strength…” Zhang Hu was stunned.
The strength of a Mechanical Transformation could not be judged by common sense; it depended on the materials used and the level of technology.
From their brief contact, he had deduced that the opponent’s mechanical arms were even more powerful than his prostheses.
“When did I offend such a character, and who could have hired someone to kill me?” pondered Zhang Hu, full of doubts.
But the next moment, his face changed even more wildly.
When did the remaining two mechanical arms of his opponent manage to hold a nearly two-meter-long heavy sniper rifle adorned with purple patterns, like a death god of thunder in the night?
The distance between them was very close; there was no need for aiming.
The trigger was pulled.
Instantly, a muffled roaring sound like thunder exploded next to his ear, and the muzzle spat out a purple flame.
An electromagnetic armor-piercing bullet was fired in a flash, reaching him almost before he could react.
However, what Li Ming had expected did not happen.
In front of Zhang Hu’s chest, a faint blue shield suddenly activated, blocking the bullet capable of wounding an E-class Life Form.
The slender bullet spun continuously, electromagnetic waves pulsing and scattering, and in less than a second, the pale blue Energy Barrier was penetrated.
At the same time, Zhang Hu twisted his body at the last moment.
The bullet went through his left arm, piercing it thoroughly.
The momentum unabated, it passed through the floor.
He collided with a room door, falling to the ground with his left arm broken in two, blood flowing unstoppably.
“A one-time Energy Barrier…” Li Ming was taken aback.
The item was valuable; it was meant for protection against long-range sniper attacks.
He had used the heavy sniper rifle to save time.
Now there was an opportunity to handle the body and erase the bullet traces without any concern.
But Zhang Hu had not muddled through the years for nothing.
“Heavy sniper rifle, electromagnetic armor-piercing bullets, who the hell is it!”
“I can’t keep this up, I’m going to die,” Zhang Hu’s cheek twitched, his pupils filled with blood, and he steeled his heart.
The mechanical tiger claw made a pressure-release noise, something inside seemed to be operating.
Li Ming followed closely behind, his mechanical arm piercing through the wall, scattering sand and stones, only to see Zhang Hu in the room with labored breathing, bloodshot eyes, and the centipede-like scars on his face engorged to a reddish hue.
Zhang Hu rushed forward at the first opportunity.
The saw blade swept across, sparks showering, leaving grooves on the mechanical tiger claw.
But Zhang Hu did not back down, not wanting to give him another chance to use the heavy sniper rifle.
Zhang Hu was thrown out time after time, blood streaming, but he kept charging back, his muscles swelling all over his body, veins taut and turning blue-black.
Most astonishing was his severed left hand, which had grown back and become even more terrifying, no longer resembling a human hand but sporting a tiger’s claw, thicker than an adult’s waist.
This was clearly the characteristic of a genetic mutation, excessively stimulating the gene seed with a drug or special method could unleash unimaginable power, but at the same time, it came with endless troubles.
His right hand grabbed the incoming silver mechanical arm, and with a heavy force, his tiger-clawed left hand sent another mechanical arm flying.
Zhang Hu sneered crazily, “If you want to kill me, are you ready to give everything?!”
He surged forward with a tremendous momentum, his thick mutated left arm smashing towards the opponent’s head, while his right prosthetic limb shielded in front, unstoppable!
“Give everything?” Li Ming smirked and then…
The sound of the air being cut turned into a thin line, the speed of the drill-headed mechanical arm suddenly accelerated to almost invisible, Zhang Hu’s pupils shrunk suddenly, feeling an excruciating pain.
The thick and sharp mutated tiger claw stopped just centimeters away from Li Ming’s head, unable to advance any further.
In disbelief, he looked down to see that the drill had already pierced through his own body!
How strong was a strike with an additional 200% speed and power?
Now Li Ming had seen it.
Although he had just used the heavy sniper rifle, the control bar was still empty, simply put it back, and there was no cooldown time to consider.
The current Zhang Hu was stronger than at his peak, but alas…
How could an F-grade flesh body possibly withstand a high-speed spinning alloy drill.
“The flesh is lamentably weak…” Li Ming lamented.
“What exactly are you…” Zhang Hu stared at Li Ming, those eyes cold and indifferent.
He didn’t understand, he wasn’t clear, why did the other party want to kill him?
Had he ever offended such a person?
With his last ounce of strength, the mutated left arm stopped in front of Li Ming’s eyes, moved forward a little, the sharpest claws quivering as if they were pulling on the barbs of a cloth strip.
A cloth strip fell, Zhang Hu’s eyes filled with despair and unwillingness, for there was yet another layer of cloth within.
Li Ming retracted his mechanical arm, and Zhang Hu’s body lost its support and fell to the ground, making a “hehe” sound.
He didn’t ask for the other’s Black Hole Network account; Zhang Hu was not Pang Wenlong, he had no burdens, and he wouldn’t tell him.
Looking down at Zhang Hu’s corpse, he suddenly laughed, he had finally killed this guy who had been eyeing his home.
Without much delay, Li Ming quickly cleaned up the battleground, first disassembling Zhang Hu’s mechanical arm, then returning to his room, surveying the surroundings, which looked very simple and revealed nothing.
However, Li Ming operated the intelligent terminal and activated Intelligent Assistance for a thorough search and, sure enough, he found a clue behind a hanging painting.
There was a black safe embedded in the wall, which Li Ming directly pulled out, half a meter tall, clanging loudly, unknown what was inside.