293: Mad Dog Elevator

Chapter 293: Mad Dog Elevator. "Rude!"

There was a hint of annoyance in K's voice.

He moved like lightning, his seemingly slender palm slicing toward Chen Mo’s wrist joint like a blade.

Crack.

Chen Mo felt a surge of sharp pain in his left arm, and half of his palm instantly lost sensation.

The neural connection had been severed.

This guy knew all the weaknesses of mechanical prosthetics; just as the Magician had said—he was an expert.

K didn't stop.

He closed in, driving his knee into Chen Mo’s lower abdomen like a battering ram, then grabbed Chen Mo’s shoulders with both hands and used the momentum to hurl him.

Bang!

Chen Mo was slammed violently onto the floor.

The expensive wool carpet was torn apart by the massive impact, revealing the alloy floor beneath.

"This is the gap between us."

K stepped on Chen Mo’s golden mechanical arm, his sole crushing the precision servo motors.

"You possess a treasure but only know how to squander it like a barbarian. Having this heart in your body is a complete waste."

Sizzle sizzle sizzle.

The mechanical arm emitted the sound of overloaded electrical currents.

Chen Mo lay on the floor, looking at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.

His vision was a bit blurry.

No green text assistance, no tactical analysis, no weakness marking.

He was just an ordinary, injured person on the verge of death.

"It's over."

K pulled a scalpel from behind his waist.

The blade was very thin, almost transparent under the light.

"I will cut in through the intercostal space, avoiding the major blood vessels."

K knelt down, his tone as gentle as a doctor's. "It might be a bit cold. Bear with it; it won't hurt for long."

The cold blade pressed against Chen Mo’s chest.

In that instant.

Chen Mo suddenly smiled.

The smile was hideous, his mouth full of blood.

"What are you laughing at?" K frowned.

"You're a butler."

Chen Mo gasped, staring intently into K's excessively clean eyes. "Then you should know... what is feared most... in an elevator."

K froze for a moment.

The next second, he saw Chen Mo’s left hand—the one whose nerves had been severed—suddenly move.

It wasn't an attack.

The golden palm didn't reach for K but instead slammed into the elevator control panel nearby.

Crackle!

Sparks flew everywhere.

It wasn't that the neural connection had been restored.

It was Chen Mo forcibly bridging the broken nerve lines together, using the short-circuited current to stimulate the servo motors.

This kind of intense pain was no less than sticking one's hand into a meat grinder.

But he didn't even flinch.

His fingers churned frantically through the complex wiring, crudely ripping apart every cable he could touch.

Except for one.

The thickest one: the red emergency stop brake line.

"You're crazy!"

K's expression changed drastically, and he recoiled violently.

Chen Mo yanked and snapped the red line.

Screech—!!!

An ear-splitting sound of metal grinding against metal rang out.

The elevator, ascending at a high speed of 20 meters per second, suddenly locked its emergency brake calipers.

Immense inertia descended instantly.

If the ascent just now was weightlessness, then this sudden stop was ten times the force of gravity.

The elevator car let out a wail, its entire structure warping instantly.

K, who wasn't wearing a seatbelt, flew into the air like a fired cannonball, slamming heavily into the ceiling.

The elegant butler now looked like a ragdoll thrown into a tumble dryer.

But his reflexes were incredibly fast.

He adjusted his posture mid-air, protecting his head with both hands.

Bang!

Even so, the sound of the impact was enough to make one's bones ache.

The crystal chandelier shattered, its fragments falling like rain.

As for Chen Mo.

He had long since death-gripped the metal handrail fixed to the floor.

Blood seeped from the corners of his mouth, nostrils, and ears.

His internal organs felt as if they had been violently squeezed by a giant hand.

But he was still smiling.

"Now..."

Chen Mo looked at K, who had fallen from the ceiling, covered in blood and in a wretched state. "Who's the rat now?"

The elevator was stuck.

Suspended mid-air, it emitted a series of tooth-gritting creaks.

The lights went out completely.

Only the red emergency lights flickered, illuminating the twisted iron box like a slaughterhouse.

K stood up unsteadily.

His expensive white suit was shredded by glass shards, half his face was covered in blood, and his mask of composure had finally shattered.

"You..."

K gritted his teeth, his voice filled with murderous intent. "Mad Dog."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Chen Mo let go of the handrail and swayed as he stood upright.

His left hand was completely ruined, but he still had his right.

And that heart, which had become extremely unstable due to the violent impact.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The heartbeat was as loud as a drum.

The entire elevator car was resonating with the heartbeat.

K's face paled.

He felt it.

The Faraday cage had failed.

Because of the impact just now, cracks had appeared in the car, and the shielding layer was damaged.

Bzz... bzzzt... A familiar static sound echoed in Chen Mo’s mind.

"Holy crap... *blegh*..."

The green ghost finally came back online, sounding as if it had just gotten off a roller coaster.

"Next time you pull a suicide attack like this, could you give me a heads-up? My core code was almost shaken into scrambled eggs!"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Chen Mo looked at K, who had already assumed a fighting stance. "Give me a plan."

"A plan?"

green text scrolled rapidly, and the tactical analysis interface reappeared on his retina. "The plan is to run! This elevator can't hold on; the brake calipers can only grip for three minutes. In three minutes, we'll be in a free fall and turn into meat pies!"

"And..."

A red warning box locked onto K. "This guy has a self-destruct device inside him. Since the recovery failed, he now wants to blow up both you and the heart."

K indeed didn't attack again.

He stood there, tearing off his tattered bowtie to reveal a flashing red implant on his neck.

"Since I can't take it with me."

K flashed a sickly smile. "Then let's all stay here together."

"Maniac."

green text screamed, "This master and disciple are both lunatics!"

Chen Mo glanced at the elevator doors.

The doors were deformed, revealing a gap two fingers wide.

Outside was the pitch-black shaft.

"What floor is this?" Chen Mo asked.

"The sensor is broken; it's roughly around the 160th floor," green text replied. "Outside is the Administrative District, the place with the highest security level."

"High enough."

Chen Mo took a deep breath, even though it made his lungs burn with pain.

He He charged suddenly toward the deformed door..

"Where do you think you're going?"

K lunged forward with a sneer, trying to grab him so they would die together.

Chen Mo didn't look back.

He swung his arm back, his ruined metal left arm flying out like a meteor hammer.

Bang!

It hit K right in the face.

K was knocked backward.

Using this opening, Chen Mo jammed his fingers into the door gap, his muscles bulging.

"Open!"

Rrrrip—

The heavy blast door was forced open, creating a hole just large enough for a person to pass through.

Chen Mo leaped.

The moment his body left the car.

Boom!

A blinding white light exploded from the elevator behind him.

The massive shockwave tossed him like a leaf, slamming him onto the platform on the opposite side of the shaft.

Flames shot up from the shaft.

The so-called "butler," along with that expensive iron box, was reduced to ashes.

Chen Mo lay on the cold concrete floor, gasping for air.

His ears were filled with a constant ringing.

"Guest."

A cold electronic female voice suddenly spoke above him. "This is the 163rd-floor Executive Lounge. Please present your invitation."

Chen Mo struggled to lift his head.

A pair of polished high heels stopped in front of him.

Looking up the long legs, he saw an android waitress with a tight uniform and a beautiful but hollow-eyed face.

She held a tray with a glass of bubbling champagne on it.

"If you do not have an invitation."

The smile on the android's face vanished instantly, her eyes turning a dangerous red. "We will have to..."

Gulp.

Chen Mo grabbed the champagne from the tray and downed it in one go.

Then he slammed the empty glass upside down onto her head.

"Put it on my tab."

Supporting himself with his completely immobile left arm, he stumbled to his feet and pushed open the magnificent doors of the lounge.

"Charge it to Mr. K."

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