The campus had now turned into a slaughterhouse, the air thick with the stench of blood.

The ground was soaked with viscous blood plasma, and every step made a nauseating squelching sound.

The school leaders and important guests were surrounded by security, but instead became the primary targets of the monsters.

Two security guards had just raised their riot shields when the razor-sharp tail blades of the monsters cleaved through them and their shields, spilling guts and half-digested food, which glistened strangely in the sunlight.

The head of the Director of Education soared into the air, his perpetually stern face frozen in terror.

The head drew a parabolic arc in the air, landing heavily on a nearby stone monument.

The golden characters "Eighth Academy" were instantly stained a dark red, imbuing the stone, which bore pride and achievement, with a weightier sense of history.

Li Shang led the constables, fighting retreat after retreat, his long gun spitting fire.

"Maintain fire suppression! Aim for the eyes and joints!" he shouted hoarsely.

Bullets whistled through the gun smoke, erupting into sparks against the monsters’ scaly bodies.

Each hit was accompanied by a spray of dark green blood mist, filling the air with a pungent, rusty odor—like a formalin jar full of copper rust being knocked over.

Desperately, it was noted that those gruesome wounds were healing at a visibly rapid speed.

This was because the monsters had charged into the medical tent earlier, using their enormous, ferocious claws to grab some bizarre medical equipment and attach it to themselves.

The expensive life-saving medical devices sponsored by Eternal Life Technology that the corpses had not benefited from were instead being utilized by the monsters?

This sci-fi + fantasy scene hit Li Shang’s mind with such extreme impact that his brain, hailed as the Detective, temporarily crashed.

The monsters were already thick-skinned, seemingly covered in heavy armor, yet they were picking up gear to wear themselves?

Suddenly a series of explosions could be heard in the distance, the ground shook as if under bombardment.

But it wasn’t artillery that came—it was people.

The elite of Arresting Bureau’s third squad leapt over the outer wall, almost without firearms, each wielding fearsome cold weapons.

Serrated tactical knives, chained sickles, and even a two-meter-long hydraulic cutter.

Liu Xie led the charge, not saying a word, directly colliding with the fiercest-looking monster on the scene.

Wall-run! Pivot! Dash!

His form drew a sharp Z-shape in the air with three light taps of his toes, moving so fast as to leave afterimages.

The monster had just sluggishly turned its neck when Liu Xie’s military boot landed on its skull.

"Squelch—"

Amidst the teeth-grinding sound of crushed bones and flesh, the monster’s head was stomped right into its chest cavity.

The robust neck vertebrae snapped like tender bamboo shoots, with dark green blood jetting out at high pressure from its orifices, forming a dazzling rainbow under the lights.

Liu Xie spun and launched himself upwards using the recoil, his right leg becoming a blurred afterimage.

In the whistling scream of air being whipped by his whip kick, the torso of another adjacent monster collapsed instantly—like a soda can crushed by a hydraulic press.

Broken viscera mixed with bone shards sprayed from the monster’s mouth, spilling an abstract artwork onto the concrete.

"Heh..."

Liu Xie gazed at the beautiful picture in front of him, a beatific smile breaking his usually serious face.

"The captain’s smile is truly beautiful!!"

The faces of the third squad members of the Arresting Bureau showed sincere admiration.

"Our turn now!"

The tall and thin sickle wielder attacked first, sprinting three steps before leaping violently, his chains clanging as they wrapped around the monster’s neck.

With the momentum of his descent, the monster was choked, its eyes bulging as he dragged it along, its massive claws plowing deep trenches in the ground.

Crack—

The hydraulic cutter wielder’s every strike brought industrial precision, targeting the tendons behind the monster’s knees. As the jaw closed, pale green marrow squirted out like toothpaste from the bone cracks.

A monster attempted to counterattack, only to find one of its legs bent grotesquely backward.

The shortest female team member fought with a madness, her fingers clawing, tearing open the monster’s abdominal scales to reveal the writhing innards within.

"Here’s some warmth for you~"

She giggled, shoving a Molotov cocktail inside, its flames tracing a path through the creature’s intestines to its chest cavity, spewing blue-purple fire tongues from its orifices.

Li Shang and the constables from the Patrol Office were dumbfounded, all thinking the same thing in unison:

"The Arresting Bureau’s fourth squad, the third squad is truly ferocious, with a reputation well-deserved, and it’s no wonder the Arresting Bureau looks down on us from the Patrol Office, compared to them, we really are a bunch of losers."

The roars of monsters and the screams of humans rose and fell, limbs and viscera were tossed in the air; blood and fire flowed on the ground, making it hard to tell, for a moment, who was the real monster, and who was human!

Gong Qi’s pupils shrank suddenly, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end, alarm bells ringing wildly in his mind.

He originally planned to wait for the opportune moment, to fulfill his junior’s request in the nick of time—to save Hou Wendong.

But now...

The "Big Eater" second senior sister had arrived, and there was no more time to delay.

Gong Qi squinted, a subtle flick of his finger.

A hair-thin silver needle pierced the air, silently entering the monster’s nostril as another silver needle embedded in Hou Wendong’s collar.

The needles were laced with chemical agents lifted from Hong Ya’s Treasure Room.

Gong Qi always carried such knick-knacks, he used to, out of boredom in prison, subtly apply a dab on one or two criminals, then watch the ensuing spectacle to pass the time.

Soon, the monster’s nostrils twitched violently, its murky yellow eyeballs turning sharply in Hou Wendong’s direction, emitting a "cluck" noise from its throat.

"Watch out!"

Guan Chong noticed something amiss, immediately placing himself protectively in front of Hou Wendong.

The 9mm bullets from his handgun burst into fireworks against the scales, comparable to a popcorn machine.

Hou Wendong watched the monster charging directly at him, his face turning pale.

He had just gotten out of the hospital, now was he heading back again? No, this time directly to the crematorium!

Guan Chong’s veins bulged, a sense of helplessness rising in his heart, yet his feet were rooted in place, his mouth roaring back at the monster with equal fury. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Get lost—!"

Guan Chong’s roar even overshadowed the monster’s howls, not retreating an inch.

He could allow himself to die there, but he would never allow Hou Wendong to die here.

Gong Qi’s timing was perfect to the moments of life and death.

Just as Guan Chong was about to be crushed by the monster, a deft sliding tack cut into the battlefield, arms warping around the monster’s right leg as if devoid of joints.

This was not a contest of brute strength, but a skill of using four ounces to shift a thousand pounds—gently hooking the monster, using its forward momentum against itself.

Crack!

The monster’s thick ankle twisted at an inhuman angle, the sound of bone fragments snapping as crisp as snapping a stalk of celery.

The massive body tipped forward, the fist-sized eyeball crashing right upon Guan Chong’s gun barrel—directly piercing half a foot into the iris, viscous vitreous humor gushing out along the rifling.

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