“You bastard! You dare be so bold, taking what’s mine…!”
Looking at the stolen Jì Fēn Shǒu Huán, the Bat Monster, Qiángmó, was so furious that his eyes nearly spat out fire. He then abruptly turned his head towards the figure who had taken it, roaring in a voice that was hoarse and filled with rage.
But before he could finish his reprimand.
The figure unexpectedly drew closer.
Then, a light kiss landed on Qiángmó’s lips.
In an instant, a searing pain, accompanied by billowing white smoke and the sizzling sounds of corrosion, radiated from Qiángmó’s lips, causing his entire body to contort in agony.
Then, the hand encased in white silk slammed heavily onto Qiángmó’s cheek. The sheer force of the impact sent him flying backwards onto the bar counter behind him.
“Pa——”
“Uwaaaaahhhh——”
The Bat Monster, flung onto the bar counter, continued to wail in a horrifying manner. The sound echoed through the confined space, sending shivers down one’s spine.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that Qiángmó’s lips, as if splashed with concentrated sulfuric acid, had been eroded to the point where flesh and blood were blurred, and one could even see bone, stained with a horrifying crimson, beneath the remnants of his lips. The sight was truly gruesome and pitiful.
“Mèi Jīnàjiā Dié, it’s your turn now. Are you ready?”
As if expecting Qiángmó’s fate, Bālúbā didn’t even spare him a glance. She simply stepped past him and turned her gaze towards the figure standing before her, dressed in a white patterned skirt and a white patterned hat, asking softly.
“Hmm~~ Why ask?~~ This is something I’ve been looking forward to for a long time~~”
To Bālúbā’s question, Jīnàjiā, from the Mèi Group, first placed the recently acquired Jì Fēn Shǒu Huán on her wrist, then put on a shy act, replying with a voice that exuded feminine coyness.
But beneath the affected shyness, the voice held a distinctly masculine gruffness.
Turns out, Jīnàjiā, this Gulangi, was a man disguised as a woman. He was merely playing the part in his appearance and demeanor, while his actual gender remained male.
After briefly responding to Bālúbā, Jīnàjiā extended his long, flexible tongue, licking the Jì Fēn Shǒu Huán on his wrist while twisting his hips and adding.
“My offering count~~ shall be set at one hundred and forty-four~~”
“The time limit~~ will be thirty-four hours~~”
“Yes, I hope you can complete the ritual on time.”
With that, Bālúbā raised her right hand, the one adorned with the deformed ring, then gently inserted it into the silver-white belt on Jīnàjiā’s waist, personally initiating the ritual for her.
Soon, the Gulangi gathered in this abandoned tavern began to leave the scene one by one.
Only the Bat Monster Qiángmó remained on the bar counter, howling in agony, his cries filled with despair and misery.
“Tony, the ability of this new Gulangi who just appeared... seems...”
Pepper Potts had already witnessed the Bat Monster being bullied by his own kind, so it had become somewhat commonplace for her.
Therefore, her attention was not on Qiángmó, but on the newly introduced Gulangi, Mèi Jīnàjiā Dié, and the special ability she displayed.
Looking at the screen, the Bat Monster Qiángmó’s lips, simply touched by Jīnàjiā, had been eroded to the point of becoming a mess of flesh and blood, with the white bone faintly visible underneath.
Pepper couldn’t help but shiver, and she also gained a preliminary understanding of Jīnàjiā’s ability. However, she couldn’t be completely certain, so she turned to Tony Stark and asked.
“Well, this sign of being corroded by a super-strong acid... If I’m not mistaken, the new Gulangi who appeared this time should have an ability that leans towards the manipulation of toxins.”
To Pepper’s question, Tony quickly responded and then added, “Although this Gulangi hasn’t yet demonstrated any particularly powerful abilities, considering the fact that the screen specially slowed down the video playback, this enemy may be a very cruel challenge for Reed.”
“Is that so... I hope Reed can safely overcome this challenge.”
Listening to Tony’s analysis, Pepper Potts couldn’t help but reveal a worried expression. Even her gaze towards the screen started to become more and more anxious.
And while Tony and Pepper were chatting.
The future video on the screen was also playing rapidly, quickly skipping past the initial process of the new Gulangi Jīnàjiā hunting down her offerings and the police discovering the murder cases.
It eventually stopped on a scene of Reed driving the experimental Tracer 2000 towards the new crime scene.
【New York, Manhattan, in a dark, damp, secluded corner of a light rail station.
“Urrgghhh!”
Amidst the excruciatingly piercing screams, a slightly overweight middle-aged white-collar worker, gripped his neck with both hands in agony, collapsing onto the dust- and garbage-filled ground.
His legs spasmodically trembled violently, and his eyeballs, accompanied by countless spiderweb-like bloodshot veins, seemed about to burst from their sockets, almost protruding.
On his neck, where veins bulged like earthworms, there were countless thin, dark green bloodlines, spreading outwards at an eerie pace, slowly eroding his life force, causing him to ultimately die in a heart-wrenching scream as his body stiffened and he lost all signs of life.
“Hmm~~ That makes nineteen little darlings~~”
Seeing the offering completely lifeless, the hideous monster lurking in the dim corner let out a bone-chilling chuckle, then twisted and transformed back into its human form. Next, it gracefully yet eerily approached the deceased middle-aged white-collar worker, its steps imbued with a strange sense of elegance.
It stood before the man’s blank, lifeless eyes, gently moving the magatama on the Jì Fēn Shǒu Huán on its right wrist, a smug and arrogant expression on its face, as if showing off its cruel and bloody masterpiece.
“Next, there are still one hundred and two…”
“Toooo!”
The affectedly coy words were only half uttered when a furious roar, like a raging wave, swiftly approached with the force of a thunderbolt.
Immediately after, a tremendously thick, crimson-fleshed iron fist, carrying the whistling wind, fell like a falling star, smashing down with a resounding impact.】
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