"That's the sound!"
(That's the sound!)
A slightly twisted smile appeared on Shikijima's face. The cries of women, especially powerful women, filled him with immense pleasure. His engorged member suddenly throbbed, slowly creating a high tent in his nightclothes.
"Snap..." The lights suddenly switched on, followed by Kang De's overjoyed voice.
"Harris-san, you're such a pleasant surprise... you actually caught our policewoman!"
"Now we can have a sisterly lovemaking session!"
The Shikijima man, called Harris, calmly replied, "This woman belongs to me..."
Hearing the two so casually dividing her ownership, Lingxiu's eyes welled up with tears. She twisted her waist and hips even more desperately, kicking her beautiful legs in resistance.
However, Harris's strength was simply too great; her hidden power vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
Her heart sank deeper and deeper, a deep despair rising within her.
*Snap!*
The sensitive soles of her feet felt as if pierced by a sharp needle once more. The intense, tingling, and burning pain caused her ten delicate toes to tremble and spread open. Her small, delicate nostrils flared, emitting a soft, whimpering moan of pain, the trembling ending revealing an extreme agony that even the strong female detective could not endure.
When the pain subsided slightly, Lingxiu was panting heavily. Fine beads of sweat covered her fair forehead, and a few strands of her dark hair clung to her face, making her look extremely forlorn.
Despite being in such a predicament, Lingxiu did not completely give up. Her eyes darted around, and she discovered that the pistol had fallen less than half a meter away from her. Twisting her slender waist, she stretched out her delicate, bamboo shoot-like hands, desperately trying to touch the weapon.
Ten centimeters, five centimeters…
However, just as her delicate fingertips were about to touch the black pistol, she suddenly felt dizzy and spun around. Her waist was trapped under the man's arm, and then her upper body was struck several times in quick succession, all at key points where internal energy was circulating. Her body quickly went numb and limp, leaving her powerless to resist.
At the same time, Kang De, with his protruding belly and his thick penis swaying between his legs, was already close in. The beauty was filled with despair, biting her red lips, her eyes quickly blurring and welling up with tears…
—I'm sorry, Xiaoxuan.
On the bustling street, neon lights flashed, and 3D advertisements projected lifelike holographic images.
This was a very busy pedestrian street. A fashionable girl shopping suddenly looked up because she thought she heard something flapping its wings. She covered her forehead with her hand and looked down, her eyes widening in shock.
A bat… no, a very large bat was flapping its wings and rapidly descending.
"How could there be such a huge bat?!"
Without hesitation, the girl quickly ran into a nearby shop. Looking out through the glass window, she saw that many people on the street had also noticed the commotion; screams erupted, and they began to scatter. Goods were scattered everywhere, creating a scene of utter chaos.
She finally saw clearly that the giant bat was indeed a person, albeit with bat wings. Completely meaningless, this was a crime scene involving a superhuman!
Activities by superhumans exceeding the disturbance level require reporting to the government. Openly displaying such a creature on the street is considered equivalent to carrying a gun, let alone a superhuman of the danger level openly flying into a bustling commercial street!
In fact, due to the increase in superhuman crimes, the public has gradually become more prepared and surprised. Even the Chinese, who are usually most fond of watching a spectacle, dare not gather around superhuman crime scenes to watch, much like the attitude of the other side of the ocean towards gunfights decades ago.
"Won't any superhuman police come to arrest him?"
The girl thought to herself. Legend had it that there was such a unit specifically tasked with dealing with crimes committed by superhumans; no one knew its official designation, but it was commonly referred to as the superhuman police. She was now eagerly anticipating their appearance.
Sure enough, before "Bat" even landed, a deafening blast of air erupted, shaking the glass windows violently. A figure, like a god descending to earth, hurtled down like a cannonball.
"Bang!"
A pair of bare feet slammed into the hard ground, causing it to cave in, bricks crumbling and bursting open like blooming lotus flowers.
Xing stared at Simon fleeing not far away, a faint golden light suddenly emanating from his body. There were too many people here, so he couldn't use his gathered Yang True Qi for an indiscriminate, wide-range attack. After a moment's thought, he decided to resort to more energy-intensive hand-to-hand combat to pursue him.
Just as he was about to step out of the pit, a tearing, burning pain shot through his abdomen. Xing frowned slightly; his injured body couldn't even withstand one percent of its usual true energy. If he didn't finish the battle within half an hour, he feared—
Time was of the essence, so Xing didn't hesitate. He suddenly transformed into a golden streak of light.
Simon frantically turned his head and saw this scene. His heart pounded with fear. He immediately flapped his massive wings, trying to escape at top speed.
But the next moment, an intense, sharp pain shot through his back. Blood spurted out, and his bat wings were ripped off at the root. Simon plummeted from the air with a "thud," rushing like a wild dog into a nearby shop window. A stylishly dressed girl stood frozen there.
Simon was overjoyed. He grabbed the girl, his sharp fingers digging into her neck. Several bright red beads of blood seeped from her pale skin. The girl screamed, her body trembling and tense.
This move indeed stopped the figure radiating golden light. Simon shouted as he retreated, "Don't come any closer! Take one more step and I'll kill her!"
Xing didn't speak, but looked up, then lightly stomped his foot. Instantly, a strange ripple appeared, a cloud of dust burst into the shop, and all the lights went out. In that moment of crisis, Simon unhesitatingly pushed the girl aside, then smashed through the wall beside him, tumbling away in the dust.
Even so, he was slightly slower. A sharp, intense pain shot through his back, from his shoulder blade to his tailbone, as if he had been scorched by fire and then trampled by an elephant.
Seeing that his punch hadn't landed properly, only grazed the target, Xing felt a slight disappointment. His strength and speed were now more than ten times weaker than before his injury. Even his incredibly powerful martial soul, capable of perfectly controlling every acupoint in his body, couldn't make this body unleash power beyond the strategic level. However… compared to before, it was much better.
A touch of tenderness rose in his heart, precisely because of the effects of Xue Tang and Yu Tang's unique constitutions, especially Yu Tang—he wasn't stupid; he already knew Xue Tang's first time wasn't his, after comparing it to Yu Tang's.
She had truly sacrificed so much for him…
No matter what, he couldn't let her fall into any danger.
Just as he was about to take another step to continue pursuing Arrogance, Xing suddenly felt his ankle being grabbed by a hand. It wasn't a strong hand, not even a man's hand. He closed his eyes and sighed.
Turning his head, he saw it was indeed the girl Simon had just held hostage, but her eyes had turned bloodshot, and her beautiful face had become ferocious, baring her teeth and emitting low growls that were almost inhuman.
That snow-white hand was continuously burned by his protective true energy, gradually turning red and then black, but she seemed completely oblivious to the intense pain, not letting go for a moment. "This is the Seven Deadly Sins…" Xing murmured.
The Seven Deadly Sins aren't just strategic-level superhumans; each one can cause immense disaster. Pride, besides transforming into a vampire, can also use a unique ability to turn ordinary people into walking, blood slaves.
Almost equivalent to zombies in movies, except without the ability to spread—and once turned into a blood slave, there's almost no way to revert to their original form.
A trace of sorrow flashed across Xing's face. He gently crouched down and lightly touched the back of the little girl's snow-white neck. With a "plop," a small, completely carbonized hole was left, and she slowly quieted down.
He straightened the girl's body, closing her bloodshot red eyes, restoring a semblance of her former beauty. Then he raised his head, a resolute glint in his eyes. To prevent more victims like this now and in the future, and more importantly, to prevent his loved ones from suffering such a fate.
He had to eliminate all threats!