Chapter 1085 - Watching the Night Battle (2/2)
As Jameson saw one of his confidants fall into a pool of blood more than 10 meters away with scarlet and white liquid gushing out from the hole on his forehead, his face turned blue and he looked more ferocious. He quickly squatted in the corner, opened a black suitcase, and pulled a tube of blue agents from it. Then, he extracted it with a syringe and quickly injected it into his right arm.
HOU… HOU…
A howl similar to a beast’s burst out from his mouth. His face twisted and his whole body violently shivered. Strips of blue veins and blood vessels rapidly protruded out and his physique began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, his body had grown taller and bigger a few times.
In the surroundings, tens of Jameson’s men went through a similar situation and began to transform after injecting the blue gene agents. Their eyes turned bloodshot, their speed was faster and they were much stronger than before.
The battle kept going, yet none among Jameson and his men died after several minutes. Although their injuries increased bit by bit, it seemed that they weren’t even affected at all. On the contrary, several people from the Ravengale were killed in a violent charge.
At this time, however, the rest of Jameson’s men who were previously in the hall on the first floor with those 20-plus people sitting cross-legged had now moved to a big room on the third floor, leaving only six stalwart men armed with heavy machine guns.
And yet, those 20-plus mysterious people wearing masks remained sitting cross-legged in the corner.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three shadows flickered and dashed lightning-fast from the distance and came under the building in the blink of an eye. Their speed was extremely fast and seemed like three flashing blue clouds of smoke. They instantly threw three anti-tank grenades to the interior through the window.
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM…
Powerful explosions sent the Speeder’s men to their deaths. But at this moment, two mysterious men wearing black masks suddenly disappeared from their spots. They pulled the crescent scimitars from the scabbards on their backs and overlapping blade shadows swept toward the window.
“Hmph, you’re biting more than you can chew.”
A long white-haired chiseled man in a black robe coldly hummed with contempt. He instantly dashed inside through the window and easily dodged the sweeping blade of the masked man, throwing a bamboo tube the instant after. Right as he attacked the masked man, the sharp sword suddenly formed sword images that filled air formed to clash with the bamboo tube he threw out.
Hiss… hiss…
Two centipedes made strange hissing sounds. Amazingly, there were thin wings like cicadas on the backs of the two centipedes. They flapped their wings and instantly fell down on the masked man’s shoulder and accurately bit his neck.
“DAMN!!!”
The masked man furiously shouted and his black-gloved arms instantly caught the centipedes. But at the moment he smashed them, their terrifying poison quickly penetrated his body through the wound on his neck. The toxin quickly invaded his heart in just a few breaths, causing his burly body to crash to the floor.
At the same time, the other masked man was also slain by two other strong men in black robes.
“KILL THEM!”
Eyes bloodshot, Jameson pointed to the three black-robed men and ordered aloud.
In that instant, tens of strongmen threw their guns and aggressively charged toward the three people. They were barehanded, but every punch they delivered caused whistling winds that would leave even a martial arts grandmaster scared.
“Your men won’t be able to deal with them.”
A light voice entered Jameson’s ear. A bald old man among those 20-plus people sitting cross-legged who wore a string of beads floated out like a ghost. He appeared in the midst of tens of strongmen before his voice faded away. Streams of qi flowed out and forced back six stalwart men, the white gloves worn by the old man leaving its print on one of the black-robed man’s chest.
Puff…
Blood splattered and created a blood mist, yet the white glove remained unstained by the blood. But series of palm shadows filled the air, causing the other two black-robed man’s pupils shrunk. As they were trying to dodge the strike, they suddenly found that the palm’s shadows kept following them and couldn’t be avoided.
“How can this be?!”
The two black-robed old men shouted in alarm. Shortly after, they felt like their chests had been smashed by something weighing thousands of kilograms as they flew upside down and coughed blood crazily. They finally crashed down to the window, and it was unknown whether they were still alive or dead.