Chapter 6

When the two men arrived here, they saw the scene of bodies strewn everywhere without a hint of surprise. The man with the shield shrugged and said:

"Oh, Sarton, it seems we're a bit late. Fang has already made his move."

Sarton, the man with the silver pistol, replied calmly:

"It can't be helped, Gal. Although this place is likely a hidden B-level mission, the boss said the main mission takes priority. Isn't there a Chinese proverb? The steak that wriggles in your stomach truly belongs to you."

The two men then began to separate and examine the scene. After a few steps, Sarton suddenly saw the cracked silver box and exclaimed excitedly:

"Oh! We're not too late. It seems the key mission item hasn't been taken by Fang yet!"

Gal immediately came over, bent down to examine it, and his eyes lit up as he said:

"It's really the reverse transcriptase vector injection! This thing is not easy to obtain; it's the item for a B-level hidden mission! With it, we can successfully approach the CEO suffering from pancreatic cancer and gain entry to Area 51!"

But at that moment, a slightly hoarse voice came from the nearby darkness:

"Oh, gentlemen, please don't touch my things. I just went to catch an escaped prey; it doesn't mean I've given up my spoils."

The night sea kept surging, with a faintly fishy smell in the sea breeze. A black man slowly emerged from the darkness, his upper body bare, his physique extremely muscular, but with a crescent-shaped blood scar on his chest. Although the scar looked long healed, it was clear that the wound had been severe. He was only wearing a black tight shorts.

In his right hand, the black man was holding a bloody human head! His appearance was filled with a terrifying aura, like a fierce beast.

Seeing the black man, Gal and Sarton's faces changed simultaneously. Sarton suddenly raised his silver pistol and aimed, while Gal stepped forward, holding the toy-like shield in front of him. The two, one attacking and one defending, seemed to be perfectly coordinated.

At this moment, Sarton said in a deep voice:

"Fang, there's no conflict of interest between us! I just received some information and came to check it out; I didn't mean to be your enemy. So, let's both take a step back. I'll return the reverse transcriptase vector injection to you, and you let us go."

Fang laughed, showing a mouth full of white teeth:

"How coincidental, I was just about to say that. It seems we're on the same page. We should have a drink sometime."

At this moment, Fang Linyan, hiding on the second floor, was extremely disappointed. He hoped the two sides would fight, with one fleeing and the other chasing, so he could take advantage of the chaos.

After hearing about the "reverse transcriptase vector injection," he immediately used his smartphone to search and found out it was an extremely advanced cancer treatment.

The origin of this technology was the "gene therapy" that won the Nobel Prize in Medicine a few years ago. It uses the fact that cancer is essentially a mutation of oncogenes and tumor suppressor genes, so it involves injecting mutated genes into the body to fundamentally suppress cancer!

Online, he could only find that the full name of the reverse transcriptase vector was a theoretical technology. He never expected that the related injection had actually been developed.

So, Fang Linyan was certain that the injection in the silver box was his only hope at the moment!

But Fang Linyan didn't expect that the two sides seemed to have no intention of fighting. They quickly defused the tense atmosphere with a few words! He couldn't help but feel quite disappointed, but he could only wait silently.

When Fang mentioned having a drink, Gal also smiled and said:

"I know a bar with excellent drinks. How about tomorrow night? I'll treat you."

Fang laughed heartily:

"Then it's settled."

As he spoke, he raised his fist and made a gesture of a fist bump.

This fist bump is a common greeting among black people, looking quite ordinary.

But the moment Fang swung his fist, he suddenly released his grip, and a ping-pong ball-sized object fell from his palm and exploded before it hit the ground, emitting a blinding flash!

A flashbang!

Fang Linyan felt an intense pain in his eyes, everything turning white. He instinctively raised his hands to cover his eyes, and even then, tears streamed down his face.

This was bad enough, but the critical moment was when Fang made his move. Gal, who had been saying he would "treat" them, suddenly bent down and threw the blue and white toy-like pentagram shield from his hand!

The moment the shield was thrown, it created an illusion that it wasn't a shield but a heavy truck roaring towards them, rushing straight ahead.

This small shield, when launched, generated a force like a Level 12 hurricane. The wind pressure even pushed aside debris, bodies, wooden boxes, and even vehicles to the sides!

But facing the incoming shield, Fang's lips curled into a sinister smile. He didn't retreat or dodge but instead rushed forward with his hands raised!

He forcefully pressed his hands on the edge of the blue and white pentagram shield. Immediately, a sizzling sound could be heard, smoke rising from his hands, and a strong smell of burnt flesh filled the air.

It was as if he was pressing on a red-hot steel ingot.

Not only that, but Fang's body began to change rapidly. Fur started growing all over his body, his skin turning green and rough, his muscles bulging, his jaw protruding, and two fangs growing from his lower gums. His entire body expanded by more than half, transforming from a normal person into a giant over two meters tall!

This was Fang's pride: the Beast Transformation. By instantly activating his beast bloodline, his combat power increased dramatically!

However, even after the transformation, he still couldn't resist the immense force from the shield. Fang's thick arms only held the shield for less than a second before being pushed back, and he was thrown backward. The shield then hit his chest solidly.

Fang's chest immediately caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His massive body was thrown back several meters, hitting the front windshield of a Lincoln Navigator.

The windshield shattered with a crack, and the impact pushed the vehicle back over two meters, leaving two black skid marks over half a meter long on the concrete. The air was filled with a burnt smell, and the car's alarm immediately started wailing.

After this attack, the blue and white pentagram shield rebounded, drawing an arc in the air and returning to Gal's hand. Despite the successful hit, Gal's face was grim because a clear crack appeared on the shield's surface, indicating that while it was powerful, its use came at a cost.

Sarton then aimed directly at Fang and fired!

His gun was clearly modified, with a powerful recoil that required both hands to hold it. After firing, his hands would rise significantly to counter the recoil, but the sound was not loud, more of a deep, gut-wrenching boom.

When Fang was hit by the bullet, his entire body was pushed sideways by half a meter, rolling off the car, covered in glass shards.

The flashbang Fang threw seemed to have no effect on the two men. One mistake led to another, and Fang's oversight undoubtedly cost him dearly.

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