113: Chapter 113 Special Investigation Team, Tycoon's Son

Chapter 113: Special Investigation Team, Wealthy Young Master

Inside the armed helicopter skimming across the sea surface.

Besides a pilot, there were two men wearing combat uniforms and black masks.

Raindrops continuously fell on the windshield, making the port scenery ahead slightly blurred.

A man sitting in the back row silently took out a portable medicine box from his arms.

When opened, inside was a syringe and five ampoules storing light blue liquid.

He was seen using the syringe to extract the injection, then stuck the needle into his neck.

As the blue medicinal liquid slowly injected into his veins, his eyes also gradually produced some abnormalities.

The whites of his eyes increased, bloodshots bred, and a trace of deep blue light vaguely flashed across his pupils, becoming brighter and more spirited.

"A-Jian, this isn't our first time on a mission, are you still nervous?"

Seeing this, another older man beside him couldn't help advising, "Although this thing doesn't have big side effects, it's better to use it as little as possible."

The young man called "A-Jian" took deep breaths, seemingly easing the medicinal power.

Subsequently, he responded with a solemn expression:

"Brother Luo, didn't the Intelligence Department say that those test subjects working for the Red Tiger Gang are extremely strong and bullets can't kill them? We might be in for a fierce battle later."

Hearing this, the older Brother Luo smiled and said:

"Our mission is only responsible for subduing the target, not asking you to kill it, and what era is this now, who still plays that close-combat hand-to-hand combat routine?"

As he spoke, he patted the two uniquely shaped firearms tucked into his belt.

"Special anesthesia gun, a single shot can paralyze a 10-ton elephant within three seconds and make it lose consciousness."

"High-voltage stun gun, it can release 200,000 volts of high-voltage electricity, instantly causing the enemy's muscles to spasm and lose their attack power."

"Using these two weapons well is enough for you to easily complete tasks below C-rank."

The pilot operating the helicopter then smiled and chimed in:

"And the heavy machine guns and rockets on my side, guaranteed to suppress the ground firepower fiercely enough."

Brother Luo smiled, then proceeded to talk about the situation of this mission:

"According to the intelligence description, the runaway test subject that the Red Tiger Gang is preparing to smuggle away should be similar to those normal test subjects. Its strength is about twenty times that of an ordinary person, and the most important thing is that its physical recovery ability is amazing."

"However, purely relying on physical strength without Awakening special abilities leaves too many weaknesses. In the end, it's just a brainless big oaf. Otherwise, with that perverted degree of physically resisting bullets, headquarters wouldn't have rated it as D-rank and only sent the two of us over."

"So speaking of which, the most dangerous part of this mission is still those Gang members. After all, swords and guns have no eyes in a melee..."

Listening to the Senior's guidance, A-Jian, being a rookie, nodded, and his expression became much calmer.

While speaking, the helicopter had already flown to Dongdu Port, approaching the target location.

The two quickly inspected their weapons and made pre-battle preparations.

Then, they jumped straight down from the helicopter hovering in the air.

A height of more than ten meters seemed as flat as the ground to them.

Landing firmly on the ground with both feet, the two straightened up and raised their heads, looking at the warehouse ahead where two floors of lights were lit and one floor was extinguished.

After looking at each other, their figures deftly crept over.

Creak——

The east side door of the warehouse was gently pushed open.

With guns in hand, the two cautiously stepped inside.

Just as they were preparing to unfold a battle and slaughter, they found that several corpses were already lying on the ground.

No.

Not just a few, but everywhere on the ground.

Bypassing the corner passage at the entrance, in a vast warehouse, an exaggerated scene of corpses strewn everywhere and rivers of blood was shockingly presented.

Most of these corpses were shot between the eyebrows, dying from a single shot.

The two had looks of utter astonishment on their faces.

Obviously, a fiercely dangerous gunfight had just taken place here.

The guards of the Red Tiger Gang seemed to have encountered snipers sent by other factions, suffering heavy casualties.

Thinking of this, the expressions of the two tightened, instantly realizing something was wrong.

I'm afraid the mission target had already been preempted by others!

At this moment, a flurry of messy footsteps came from the safety passage leading to the second floor.

A-Jian nervously raised his silenced pistol immediately.

Brother Luo also squinted and looked over, quickly pulling out a dagger.

After a short while, three panic-stricken, blood-soaked men ran out from the door.

Seeing the two's attire, they couldn't help showing joy and shouted one after another:

"Are you here to support us?"

"There are monsters here, there are two monsters fighting upstairs!"

"Yeah, even Brother Hao was killed by them, we lay on the ground feigning death to escape by the skin of our teeth!"

Hearing this, Brother Luo squinted his eyes, looked at the three and nodded, saying:

"Alright, I get it. Do you guys have anything else to say?"

The three Red Tiger Gang members shook their heads blankly.

Splat!

A knife flash, blood spurted consecutively.

Brother Luo suddenly made a move, neatly wielding his dagger to horizontally slash and slit their throats.

In an instant, he solved the three, as easy as crushing three ants to death.

Then he turned his head and instructed A-Jian:

"The situation has changed. Don't act rashly later, watch my gestures and act accordingly."

A-Jian nodded and followed him into that safety passage door.

The scene that followed made them even more shocked and appalled.

Seeing the narrow stairwell like a Shura field, it was shockingly piled with corpses.

Among them were those who died from gunshots, and those with fatal knife wounds.

By observing the battle traces, the two tried to restore the scene at that time.

These gunmen seemed to have been intentionally attracted and gathered here by someone in a very short time, and then all killed using similar methods.

Ultimately forming a bloody path paved with remains, leading straight to the direction of the second floor.

Brother Luo and A-Jian couldn't help inhaling a breath of cold air.

The Red Tiger Gang actually arranged so many gunmen, what kind of enemy were they trying to deal with?

The two looked at each other, then held their breath, stepped over the corpses, and quietly sneaked up along the stairs.

The lights in the second-floor warehouse were completely extinguished.

In the pitch-black environment, a rich and pungent smell of blood drifted around.

When the two arrived here, they felt as if they had stepped into a cold tomb.

No figures could be seen around, nor could any voices be heard, a dead silence.

Only a faint, unusual sound of "Splat", "Splat" came vaguely from ahead.

Brother Luo plugged the dagger back into his waist and pulled out a special anesthesia gun.

A-Jian also chose to switch to the stun gun, making preparations for a frontal battle with the "monster".

The two moved slowly, trying their best to move forward carefully.

Suddenly, their gazes froze together, and their pupils instantly dilated.

"That is..."

Seeing more than ten meters away, a black figure was lying on a bloody mountain of flesh.

Its high-raised right hand tightly clenched a twisted butterfly knife with a rolled edge.

It seemed to be suppressing anger, or perhaps it was overly excited, hence emitting a beast-like low panting sound.

At the same time, the cold knife light flickered in the darkness, continuously swinging up and falling down accordingly.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

Just like stabbing into a pile of rotten pork, the sound was exceptionally crisp and sharp, making people's hair stand on end.

Turns out, the sound they heard just now was indeed emitted by that broken knife.

And.

When the two's vision completely adapted to the darkness, they saw clearly that the thing being stabbed by the black figure was not a mountain of flesh.

Instead, it was a huge body with unusually developed muscles, like a monster.

It was just that the hands and feet of that body were shockingly severed, and even the head rolled aside.

A-Jian widened his eyes, carefully identifying the appearance of the head.

He found it was precisely that test subject in the mission description.

His heart trembled violently, giving rise to an inexplicable sense of fear.

A monster described as "invulnerable to swords and spears" was actually killed by someone with a small butterfly knife, and even dismembered alive.

Then... what kind of monster was this guy who killed the monster?

Just as he was in doubt and uncertainty.

The black figure slowly stood up and turned its head to look at the two standing behind.

That face was covered by a mask like a ghost face, making it impossible to see its appearance at all.

Only a pair of pupils emitting bloodthirsty red light made him look like a demon from Hell.

Brother Luo's breathing also became heavy, and he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

He could feel the strongly fluctuating Aura of slaughter emanating from the other party.

What this concentration of Aura meant, as an old hand, he knew very well; it should never appear in a D-rank mission!

"Freeze!"

Nothing wrong, first shot, one shot, one inside, one content, one at, look one by one!

A-Jian finally restrained the fear in his heart and raised his gun to aim at the black figure.

Brother Luo immediately raised his hand to stop him and hurriedly spoke:

"We are members of the Special Investigation Team, and coming here is only to execute the mission. We have no malice towards Your Excellency."

The black figure did not speak, its eyes still staring straight at them.

It seemed to be hesitating about something, or perhaps it didn't listen in at all.

Brother Luo's heart was drumming, and he could only temporarily stay put and not act rashly.

A person who could use cold weapons to kill a test subject famous for muscle strength shows how terrifying their physical fitness was.

Even if they hadn't awakened any special abilities, that was definitely C-rank or above strength.

What's more, judging by his appearance, it seemed he still hadn't used his full strength...

Just as cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two and they were in a standoff with the black figure.

Suddenly, an immature and crisp voice sounded.

"Older brother!"

The two instantly shifted their gaze and saw a little girl wearing a dirty dress standing not far away.

In the darkness, her dual pupils were exceptionally bright, sparkling like stars.

Her body even faintly emitted a weak light, as if covered by a layer of white mist.

As if in a dream, the mist rising with the moonlight made people feel a sense of peace and comfort.

She was seen walking straight towards that extremely terrifying "monster".

And when that monster turned its head to look, the bloodthirsty color in its eyes was also rapidly fading.

One could clearly feel that the previously strongly fluctuating killing intent was weakening, and the Aura was decreasing.

"Could they be a healing ability user?!"

Brother Luo and A-Jian were even more shocked in their hearts.

Similar miraculous scenes, the two had also been fortunate enough to witness before.

Never expected to see an ordinary-looking little girl use the same ability in such a place.

"Older brother, is that you?"

"Wake up quickly, I am Wen Xin..."

A soft call came from his ear, and Fang Cheng only felt the moonlight in front of him hazy, completely dispelling a thick bloody color.

The whole person was instantly relieved, as if breaking free from an extremely sober nightmare.

In that dream, bloody fog filled the surroundings, and ghost shadows loomed.

It was as if everyone in the world had turned into hideous and terrifying monsters, requiring him to constantly wave his knife desperately to kill and clear them.

Fang Cheng lowered his head and looked at the little girl pulling his palm.

Although that pair of amber, bright pupils revealed a trace of panic and unease.

Yet she still tried to approach him, working hard to awaken his reason.

Fang Cheng's heart warmed, and he threw away the completely scrapped butterfly knife.

The tightly furrowed brow behind the mask slowly smoothed out, involuntarily revealing a trace of a relieved smile.

Wen Xin seemed to be able to sense Fang Cheng's emotions, her mood settled down, and her lips curled up as well.

Holding his hand, looking up at him, her dimples showed on her face, full of joy.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, calmed his state of mind, and suddenly felt a bit scared in retrospect.

Perhaps because he killed too many people tonight, when it came to the full-force battle with the test subject.

His mind seemed to be filled with killing intent surging like waves, drowning out reason.

Even after exhausting all his strength to chop off the opponent's head, he still used Potential Activation to restore physical strength and continued to swing the knife to attack.

Fortunately, the butterfly knife was already overwhelmed and could no longer continue to use the Blade Storm special effect, thereby avoiding the situation of physical exhaustion throughout his body.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng abruptly turned his head to look at the two uninvited guests standing not far away.

The pupils faintly flashing red light behind the mask still made the two somewhat nervous in expression.

"Mister, we are members of the Special Investigation Team subordinate to the Security Department."

Brother Luo immediately took out a piece of identification to reveal his identity.

Then, he explained in a solemn tone once again:

"We came here only to take away that test subject. As for other matters of the Red Tiger Gang, they have nothing to do with our mission. You can dispose of them as you please."

"You want this damn thing?"

Fang Cheng was somewhat surprised, glancing at the muscle monster that had already been dismembered by him.

After pondering slightly, he nodded.

What kind of organization the Special Investigation Team was, Fang Cheng wasn't clear.

Thinking about it, it should belong to official forces, and there was no need to conflict with them.

Seeing the nod of approval, Brother Luo and A-Jian immediately said nothing more and strode over to the test subject.

One directly shouldered the body like a mountain of flesh, the other picked up spare parts such as fingers, soles of the feet, and the head.

Then, they quickly evacuated the scene.

Until returning outside the warehouse, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"This guy is quite easy to talk to, unlike those mutant monsters who rely on their abilities to commit crimes."

A-Jian still had lingering fear and couldn't help sighing.

"Probably some wealthy family's Young Master coming out to hunt and gain experience?"

Brother Luo had calmed down at this moment, analyzing methodically:

"The combat uniform he wears is obviously expensive, and that little girl has a rare healing ability. It is absolutely impossible for him to come from a civilian background."

Speaking of this, he showed a trace of hesitation on his face.

"However, having said that, whether that little girl's surname is Wen, Weng, or Wen, I seem to have never heard of aristocratic families with these surnames..."

While pondering, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of the test subject's body carried on his shoulder.

He found that the blood-and-flesh-blurred neck cross-section seemed to grow tiny granulation buds, wriggling at a very slow speed.

The decapitated body could actually retain part of its vitality, as if as long as it was immediately sent back to the laboratory, there was still hope to reattach it.

Brother Luo's pupils constricted and his heart shook.

Perhaps... the relevant intelligence of this mission had a serious error!

Then, it also meant that the rating of the mission difficulty and the guess of that person's strength had to be raised by at least another level!

A-Jian didn't care too much, muttering in his mouth:

"Since everyone he killed was a gangster, it has nothing to do with the Special Investigation Team. Anyway, our mission can be considered successfully completed."

While speaking, the helicopter lowered a few ropes.

The two quickly tied up and packaged the captured test subject.

Then they boarded the cabin and flew towards the flashing lights in the night sky.

With the buzzing rotor sound, the helicopter had just left this place.

A car with gray paint was also Driving towards the warehouse.

So fast that the tires scraped out sparks.