184: Chapter 184 Come out, Momo!

The sharp whistle sounded like a death knell, instantly tearing through the chaotic gunfire and echoing shrilly over the pier!

The group of thugs besieging Tang Ran paused, looking at each other in confusion.

"Has this broad's brain been blown out? She's calling for backup now?"

"Ha? Whistling at a time like this? Calling someone? What, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals?"

"And what the hell is a 'Mao Mao'? Is that your pet dog?"

A Fire-type meta-human with a face full of scars stepped forward with a cruel grin.

A crimson flame ignited in his palm, which he aimed at Tang Ran's blood-stained forehead.

"Fine, go to hell and whistle a tune for king yama. Your..."

However, he didn't even have time to finish his sentence.

A dull, incredibly heavy thud suddenly erupted from ferry no. 0819, anchored a hundred meters away.

Thump—!!!

It was as if some prehistoric giant beast had smashed through the deck!

Everyone's heart skipped a beat!

"What was that noise?!"

In the next second.

A massive, twisted black shadow catapulted out from the deep shadows of the ferry at a terrifying speed!

It traced a fifty-meter deathly arc through the air, blotting out the moonlight!

Finally, like a meteorite falling from the sky, it slammed violently into the center of the battlefield!

Boom!!

The concrete ground suddenly shattered, and web-like cracks spread frantically!

Gravel shot out in all directions, clattering against the shipping containers!

The dust cleared.

A terrifying creature over two and a half meters tall, with bulging muscles and ashen skin, slowly straightened its body.

It didn't have a single hair, its limbs were as thick as hydraulic presses, and its fingertips glinted with a chilling metallic luster.

Its bloody maw, which split all the way to its ears, opened slightly to reveal rows upon rows of pale white fangs!

Ghoul Guard—Mao Mao!

"Roar—!!!"

Mao Mao roared at the sky!

This roar carried the pressure of the top of the food chain; the sound waves swept across the field, making the empty containers vibrate in resonance!

The Fire-type meta-human was the closest.

He was hit directly in the face by the foul wind, and the ball of fire in his hand flickered out from sheer fright.

"What... what the hell is this thing?!"

His eyes were practically bulging out of his head.

Is this a Resident Evil scene?! This isn't right!

Mao Mao's cold, beastly pupils scanned the area.

Finally, they fixed on Tang Ran, who was kneeling on one knee and covered in blood.

Upon seeing this.

A visible red light of fury erupted from those fish-like dead eyes!

The Master's only command: Protect the crew! Whoever moves, dies!

There was no wind-up.

No one even saw how it moved.

The fire-type thug only felt his vision go dark.

Puchi!

A giant claw the size of a washbasin ignored the lingering heat and pierced straight through the thug's tactical vest, emerging from his back!

Mao Mao exerted force with one arm, lifting him into the air like a little chick.

Then.

Grabbing both ends with its hands, it gave a violent rip!

Rip—!

Blood, organs, and shredded meat rained down in a warm, red shower!

Brutal! Bloody! Utterly unreasonable!

This visually striking scene instantly shattered the psychological defenses of all the thugs present.

It straight up fried their CPUs.

"Urgh..." Someone vomited from fear.

"Monster... it's a monster!!"

"Even fire can't kill it?! How the hell do we fight this? Run! Run!"

What formations? What tactics?

In the face of absolute terror, they all became a joke!

This group of mercenaries, who usually killed without blinking, were now wailing for their parents, wishing they had been born with more legs!

But these people were desperate criminals after all, and the Commander showed absolute ferocity.

"Don't panic! Don't fucking panic! Concentrate fire!"

"Blast it to pieces!!"

Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!

Over a dozen mercenaries pulled their triggers with bloodshot eyes, and a dense storm of bullets enveloped Mao Mao.

However, a despair-inducing scene occurred.

The bullets hitting Mao Mao's ashen, keratinous skin could only leave behind faint white marks!

Mao Mao charged through the rain of bullets like an out-of-control biological meat grinder!

With every swipe of its claws, a head would fly; with every bite, a corpse would be left mangled!

"Damn it! I'll take you down with me!"

Seeing no way to escape, the Commander let out a roar, and his entire skin instantly hardened.

He slammed his single horn fiercely into Mao Mao's waist!

"Die!!"

Bang!!

A dull thud.

The Commander felt as if he had run into a mountain.

Mao Mao looked down at this little thing that was scratching its itch and delivered a backhanded slap.

Simple, direct, and unadorned.

The Commander was slapped into the sheet metal of a nearby container, and this time, he couldn't even be pried off!

"Mao Mao! Good job! That's a good doggie!"

Tang Ran stood up shakily, leaning on her Spiked Club, and wiped the blood from her face.

Looking at the wailing scum, her mouth curled into a wild smile.

The rhythm had reversed!

"Everyone, counter-attack! Don't let them get away!"

"Yaozhi! Control the field!" Xia Xin's voice carried a hint of chilling killing intent.

"Understood."

Li Yaozhi's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her long legs crossed, and her innate ice-queen aura was fully unleashed.

Her vermilion lips parted slightly as her Spirit Word descended like an imperial decree:

"You cowards trying to flee... your legs shall betray your will!"

"Kneel!"

[Spirit Word: Mental Pressure]!

Hum—!

Seven or eight thugs who were about to scale the containers to escape felt their brains explode and their bodies lose balance.

Thud! Thud!

Their kneecaps slammed heavily onto the concrete, and they knelt in a row!

"My legs! My legs won't listen to me!"

"Witchcraft! This woman is a witch!"

At the same time, the roar of mechanical engines came from mid-air.

"Sisters! High-tech cleanup time! Let these hicks see what a dimensional strike looks like!"

Xia Lai's voice was full of excitement.

She was wearing the [thug 02] power armor, hovering in mid-air.

The reactor on her chest glowed brightly, emitting a dangerous buzz.

"Take a taste of my—Full-Spectrum Blockade Jamming!"

A visible web of azure electric arcs covered the area below in a fan shape, leaving no dead angles!

Crackle!

The enemies caught in the electric net all twitched like electrocuted toads, foaming at the mouth as they collapsed.

Even better, the guns in their hands backfired directly!

"Ah! My gun!"

"What kind of god-tier team is this?! They have a witch and a Gundam?!"

In an instant, the last few enemies trying to resist lost their combat capability!

Mao Mao was responsible for the front-line melee, killing several physical-talent users in a row.

Li Yaozhi was in charge of mental control, preventing the enemies from escaping.

Xia Lai was in charge of AOE sweeps, blasting the machine gun positions until they were nothing but mangled limbs.

Interspersed among this were arrows that specifically targeted eye sockets!

How were these weak women? They were clearly a set of precisely operating killing machines!

Even An Nuonuo was firing away with her [air compression gauntlet]!

"That's for scaring me! That's for eyeing my White Rabbit candies!"

Bang! Bang!

Several air cannons slammed into those kneeling on the ground, turning their faces into pig snouts.

In just a few minutes.

The battlefield, which had been evenly matched, turned into a one-sided slaughterhouse!

An adjutant was the only lucky one left standing on the field.

But he would have preferred to have died just now.

He looked tremblingly at Mao Mao, who was like a demon god descended to earth, and the group of ruthless women; his worldview collapsed.

Are these the "delicate canaries" mentioned in the intel?

These are female Yamas in human skin! What kind of monsters did they provoke?!

"Aaaah!"

He let out a broken scream and turned to jump into the sea.

As long as he jumped into the sea... as long as he swam out... however.

He had only run two steps when a tall, slender figure blocked his path.

Xia Xin held a pitch-black Shuriken between her slender fingers, her gaze as calm as if she were looking at a dead rat.

"In a hurry to go somewhere? There's no way out that way."

"I... I surrender! Don't kill me! I have money! I know secrets!"

The adjutant fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowing desperately.

"Heroine, spare my life! I was forced! We're all survivors, give me a way to live..."

Xia Xin tilted her head, looking at the man who had just been clamoring to toy with them.

If it were before, she might have hesitated, might have been soft-hearted, might have thought about handing him over to the police.

But now?

The image of that man with a cigarette in his mouth, stepping over corpses, surfaced in her mind, along with the words he had repeated countless times:

"In this world, mercy is a knife handed to the enemy."

Xia Xin's gaze turned completely cold.

"Sorry."

"Family Rule Number One: When cutting grass, you must remove the roots."

Flash!

A cold light flashed.

The Shuriken precisely sliced through his windpipe.

The adjutant clutched his spurting throat and collapsed with a gurgle.

His dead fish-like eyes were full of regret and fear.

Total annihilation.

A complete victory!