In the dark warehouse, the fully armed Seiber stood in a pool of blood. The air in the warehouse was filled with the stench of blood and the poisonous gas. It was so disgusting that it made people want to vomit. He swung his hand to get rid of the blood on his black straight blade and sheathed it back into the sheath on his back.
He turned around from the darkness and stood in front of the three with his hands on his hips.
"Look at you scared bastards. If you don't have the ability, don't pretend to be a big shot. Tell me, where did you hide Mei? "
Lucius added a small voice changer to the ghost face. Saber's voice became extremely thick and hoarse. In the dark and gloomy air, he seemed like a real villain.
"She's in the small house in the back! We didn't touch her! We swear! "
The middle-aged man yelled. He seemed to be scared out of his wits. He screamed as if he couldn't wait for Seiber to leave. After hearing his answer, Seiber snorted and waved his hand in disdain.
"Well, you can get out of here! Tell Raven to find some real warriors next time. "
He turned around and walked out of the warehouse. Behind him, the three mutants looked at each other. After a second, they launched an attack at the same time.
The bestial guy charged at Saber like a charging tank. Even the ground seemed to tremble. The guy playing with the dagger quietly entered the darkness. The light on his dagger was even brighter. Finally, the middle-aged man who controlled the airflow.
He gritted his teeth and spread his hands apart. The air in the warehouse was like a physical object that was held in his hands. His hands twitched, and the air currents were like chains that quickly wrapped around Seiber's body.
"I'll kill you! Then I'll get Magneto's approval! "
The middle-aged man's face was ferocious. "I've had enough of this life. Go to hell!"
The moment Saber was bound by the air chain, the gorilla-like bestial behind him raised his fist. A dazzling, burning dagger appeared beside him.
The three of them worked together and unleashed a murderous aura in the darkness. The roars of the werecreatures, the sounds of daggers slicing through the air, and the whistling of the air currents controlled by the middle-aged man. The situation of the battle seemed to have turned around in an instant. It seemed like Seb would die in the next moment.
It was clear that among the people Rui Wen had found, these three were the ones who had truly set up the trap.
"Crack."
With a soft sound, Saber's strength increased by 30%. The air chain binding his body broke. Saber's hands separated. The black pistols in his hands didn't emit a trace of light in the darkness, but they stopped in front of the bestial and the assassin.
"That's more like it."
"Bang, bang."
Two muffled gunshots rang out. Amidst the explosions of the bullets, the assassin holding the dagger seemed to have been hit in the head by an invisible fist. His body flew backwards, and the dagger in his hand smashed into the ground, producing a crisp sound.
When the Mohican-haired young man's corpse hit the ground, the werecreatures screamed and ran away.
His bestial combat senses allowed him to curl up at the critical moment. The bullet brushed past his cheek and blew away most of his ear. In this unbearable pain, the gorilla-like bestial's first reaction was to run. He couldn't win! This person … was too scary. He couldn't win. Run! He could only run!
But he forgot that exposing one's back to the enemy was the stupidest thing to do in battle. So he quickly paid the price for his actions.
"Bang."
A bullet hit his left leg, and he lost his balance. He staggered and fell to the ground. He grimaced as he raised his head. What he saw was a black muzzle and a twisted dark red ghost face. Under the blue lens was a cold gaze.
"I'm sorry, but this isn't a personal conflict …"
"Bang."
The bullet was fired right at his forehead. No matter how hard the bestial's bones were, at this distance, the M9 bullet could easily tear his skin, shatter his bones, and turn his brain into a pot of porridge.
Saber twirled the black pistol in his hand twice before he put it back into the holster under his arm. He looked back at the middle-aged man who had already jumped out of the warehouse. He shrugged and reached out to take a dark green grenade from his belt. He tossed it up and down in his hand, pulled the pin, and threw it out of the warehouse.
He ran back quickly. Two seconds later, the grenade exploded with a scream of despair. The offensive grenade's lethality was reduced to the lowest in an open area. Saber was certainly not crazy enough to use it in a warehouse. But no matter what, unless the guy who could control the airflow could fly, he was dead meat.
Saber got up from the ground and patted the debris off his arm. He strode to the deepest part of the warehouse. He reached out and tapped lightly on his gauntlet. A ray of light peeked out from the front of the gauntlet. He searched in the darkness and soon found Plum, who was curled up in a ball and shivering against the corner of the wall.
He quickly walked over, squatted down, and patted Plum's shoulder.
"Hey, wake up. It's time to go!"
Plum raised her head. Her forehead was still bruised from the impact. But the most important thing was the look in her eyes. She looked at Saber's ghastly face in horror. Her body shook uncontrollably. She was no longer as calm as a Level-7 agent.
"Ah, sorry. I forgot you were here."
Saber scratched his head in embarrassment. Agent Plum was tied up with ropes and could not move. She could only let the toxic gas invade her soul. Normally, a special agent of her level would not be easily defeated by the toxic gas. But after the incident in Balin Island, Agent Plum's heart was damaged because of the little girl she shot. As the toxic gas and the smell of blood grew thicker, the fear in the deepest part of her heart was aroused.
Saber carried the struggling Agent Plum in his arms. Since she was tied up, her struggles did not cause him any trouble. He quickly walked towards the door that was blown apart by the grenade. There was still a faint smell of gunpowder in the air. It was as if a massacre had just taken place on a battlefield.
There was a depression at the entrance of the warehouse. There was some disgusting flesh and blood around the edge. Obviously, the magic-like man did not have a good ending. Saber shrugged. He carried Agent Plum and walked quickly through the mess. But after a few steps, he stopped in his tracks.
About 15 meters in front of him, a man in a black furry windbreaker was stretching his wrists, blocking his path. The man's exquisite windbreaker was torn apart by the flames, making him look like a mess. He put down his hands, and ten white claws popped out of his fingers. He glared at Seiber with a dark expression, and his voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth as he enunciated each word.
"Saber Hawk … You used a grenade to deal with that kind of scum … You're crazy!"
It wasn't hard to hear the anger in Victor's voice. In fact, he had a reason to be angry. Just a moment ago, he was standing outside the warehouse. He wanted to wait for Seber to save May before having a chat with him about Raven and the Brotherhood. However, he didn't expect that after the middle-aged man escaped, he would be followed by a grenade!
Victor had lived for nearly 200 years. His combat experience was so rich that it made one's hair stand on end. He had participated in World War I, World War II, the Vietnam War, and so on. Coupled with his Beast Sense, he rushed out the moment the grenade landed on the ground. Even so, his favorite suit was burned beyond recognition.
This made Victor's expectation of Saber quickly turn into anger … Of course, there was also a trace of embarrassment. He was a well-known figure for a long time, but he was tricked by a junior, so he decided to teach Saber a lesson.
Victor himself was not a diehard fan of the Brotherhood. He just needed to join forces with Magneto for the time being. Therefore, Raven was not interested in Saber's test at all. He did not care which side Saber would join in the future. In his opinion, Magneto was a stubborn racist, and most racists were incurable.
Victor the Saber-Toothed Tiger. There were very few things in the world that he cared about. Saber was not in his list of concerns, but now, he did not mind playing with Saber.
Seeing the guy in front of him blocking the way, Saber took a deep breath. He bent down and put Mei aside. He reached out and pulled out a long sword from his back. His other hand touched the crook of his leg, and a large caliber pistol jumped into his hand.
The combination of these two things made Victor raise his eyebrows. He smiled, and the two long canine teeth protruded slightly, making the Saber-Toothed Tiger even more dangerous when he entered a combat state.
"Who are you?"
Saber held the long sword in front of him and asked in a low voice. What answered him was the Saber-Toothed Tiger's legs stomping on the ground. Like a real feline hunting for prey, he rushed towards Saber. At a distance of 15 meters, Victor, who moved his arms and legs a few times in the air, came almost in the blink of an eye.
"Clang"
The five claws on his left hand clawed at Seiber's head, but they were blocked by the black blade. The friction between the claws and the blade caused sparks to fly. His opponent's strength was too great. Seiber's left leg stomped on the ground behind him, activating the heat flow in his body to the maximum. Only then was he able to block the attack.
The two of them were in a deadlock. The moment after the collision, the blade slashed through the claws, leaving a scratch on Victor's arm. The two of them began to attack each other crazily. Their abilities and fighting styles were almost identical. Neither of them was willing to take a step back. Both of them were resisting each other's attacks with the toughest form possible.
Fists, claws, bullets, and blades collided with each other. Sparks kept ringing in the dark. In a head-on battle, Saber was crushed by strength for the first time in his life. Even when he faced Ducard, the old man used skills to force him back. But now, facing Victor the Saber-Toothed Tiger, he was completely at a disadvantage in terms of strength and resistance.
"Bang!"
Saber's wrist was hit hard by the claws, and the black long sword almost fell out of his hand. Victor sneered as he broke through Saber's defense. He moved forward, and Saber quickly retreated. But Victor's right hand was already pressed against his chest, and the pistol in his hand was also aimed at Victor's chest.
"Bang!"
"Pfft!"
A gunshot and the sound of leather tearing was heard. Victor's body rolled back for two rounds before landing firmly on the ground. He looked down at the bloody wound on his chest, and stretched out his claws to pull out the bullet fragments from the wound. As if he couldn't feel the pain at all, he tilted his head and looked at Saber. His right hand swung out, and a pile of armor fragments mixed with minced meat was thrown to the ground.
The fatal wound on his chest healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, his chest was as good as new. Only the torn clothes proved that there was a hole in his chest.
On the other side, Saber was half-kneeling on the ground with difficulty. He leaned on his long sword to prevent himself from falling down. On his chest, the dark red armor was torn open with a five-claw mark. Under the wound, blood was gushing out like a fountain, and the wound was so deep that his bones could be seen.
As if sensing a fatal threat, the heat in his body was no longer under his control. It surged wildly, and this time, it was more violent than all the previous times combined. It was as if it wanted to extract everything from Saber's body to make up for the terrible injury he had suffered.
10 seconds … After fighting with the saber-toothed tiger for 10 seconds, Saber was forced into a desperate situation. This was the real deadly fangs under the reality of this world.
It was so sharp that it made people tremble when they saw it.
(Author's Note: "Cute Dad Knocking on Door", a cute young man and a cute little girl. What kind of chemical reaction would they have? Didn't the whole world become so cute? Warm Flow's work, I'm waiting for you ~)
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