Half an hour later, Redd appeared at the entrance of the Trouville City Law Enforcement Bureau.
He walked directly into the black building, seeing the law enforcement officers in black uniforms walking around, and he roared, "I am Duke Redd! Tell your director to come out and see me!"
Thump, thump, thump!
As soon as he spoke, a middle-aged Caucasian man quickly walked out and respectfully said, "Duke Redd, I'm here."
"Take me to see that woman who calls herself Lina." Redd's tone was cold. He had already decided how the imposter who claimed to be his wife would die.
"Duke Redd, please follow me. She's in the reception room on the fifth floor." The director said respectfully, leading him to the elevator for the fifth floor.
Ding! The elevator opened on the fifth floor, revealing a corridor with white walls and a red carpet. To the right was a wall, and to the left were the windows of the reception rooms.
Redd quickly walked towards the reception room, roaring as he went, "Who the hell dares to impersonate my wife? I'll make you die!"
Bang! Kicking open the door, Redd stormed in, enraged.
As soon as he entered, he saw a figure in a small white dress sitting on the sofa. He was stunned when he saw that back.
So similar, too similar.
The woman in the small white dress was startled by the sound of the door being kicked open. Her body trembled, and she turned to look at the shabby old man who appeared at the doorway.
Redd was stunned when he saw the woman's face, as if in disbelief.
He rubbed his eyes, "How can this be? How can there be someone so similar? How is this possible?"
His heart trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back. With his strength, he could tell at a glance that the woman's face showed no traces of plastic surgery.
"Who are you? Why do you look so much like my husband?" Lina looked at the appearing Redd. His face slowly matched the Redd in her memories, but he looked too old.
The director also appeared behind Redd at this moment. He said to Redd, "Duke Redd, this Ms. Lina claimed that she remembered nothing when we met her, only your landline number and identity."
Redd ignored him and walked forward, his body trembling slightly. A white aura surged out.
This aura moved towards Lina, but Lina showed no fear in the face of this. For some reason, after seeing this old man, her heart was filled with a sense of security.
As the aura touched Lina's wrist, a familiar sensation came over him.
Redd could no longer hold back. Regardless of why a dead person could be resurrected, he strode to Lina's side, tears welling up in his eyes, and excitedly said, "Lina, it's Redd!"
If he wasn't afraid of startling Lina, he would have embraced her.
The director standing at the door quietly closed it and retreated.
Lina looked at Redd, listened to his voice, and then looked at his appearance, a smile appearing on her face.
She actively stepped forward to touch Redd's face, her voice a little pained, "The Duke Redd in my memory was a handsome man. How did you become like this?"
At this moment, Redd had too many words and questions to share with Lina. He led Lina to sit down... just as Redd met the resurrected Lina.
In an alley in a city in a small country.
"Hahaha, you bastard, you don't even greet us when you see us. Watch me beat you to death!"
Three black youths with arrogant smiles on their faces kicked a skinny, curled-up black youth on the ground.
The black youth on the ground just numbly held his hands over his head, preventing vital areas from being hit.
The three kicked him for more than ten minutes before stopping, looking at the motionless black man on the ground.
A youth with a scar on his face sneered, "Next time you see us, open your eyes wider."
Splash!
Saying that, he took off his pants and directly urinated on the black youth's head. The black youth on the ground only trembled but dared not react.
"Hahaha, this trash, just as useless as his dead grandmother who only picked up trash." The two black men next to him mocked him for a bit, then followed the scar-faced youth away.
The youth lay in the urine without getting up. Only his slightly rising and falling body proved that he was still alive.
Thump, thump, thump!
Just then, a series of footsteps came. The black youth thought it was the people who had beaten him returning, so he quickly hugged his head tighter.
"What a pathetic person. Do you want revenge? Do you want to kill them?" A slightly magnetic voice came.
The black youth on the ground heard that the voice was not from the scar-faced men who had beaten him before, and he slightly trembled as he raised his head.
He revealed one pale eye and one intact eye, looking at the newcomer.
The person was wearing a blue shirt, yellow suspenders, and a small suit fedora covering his forehead.
Lei Xiangchen smiled and half-squatted down, not caring about the smell of urine, "Do you want to kill them?"
A hint of hatred appeared on the black youth's face, but it was quickly covered by numbness. He said in a low voice, "They are members of Dani's gang. They are like gods here. Who dares to touch them?"
One of his eyes was blinded by these scumbags. He was raised by his grandmother picking up trash since childhood and belonged to the lowest of the low here.
Now that his grandmother was dead, he was numbly rummaging through trash cans for a living, like a stray dog on the street.
Lei Xiangchen took off the fedora from his head, revealing his third pure black eye. He looked at the youth and smiled, "As long as you want, I can give you power, enough power to kill them."
The youth looked at the eye rotating on his forehead in shock. That eye seemed to reflect people's hearts and ignite their hatred.
The black youth's body began to tremble. He felt he saw hope, hope of escaping his suffering and no longer being bullied.
"I want power! I don't want to be bullied anymore! Please, let me live with dignity! Even if I die after killing them, it's fine!" The black youth pleaded, his voice choked with tears.
Any person couldn't endure such bullying, let alone a grown man having urine poured on his head and his eye blinded.
Lei Xiangchen's smile did not fade. He took out a syringe glowing with purple light from his Huai, "Inject this, and it will give you superhuman strength."
The black youth tremblingly reached out and grabbed the Enhancement Serum, without thinking, he directly jabbed it into his neck.
Even if it was poison, it would be a good way to end his miserable life.
Lei Xiangchen stood up with a smile on his face and walked outside, not even looking at the black youth whose body was beginning to twist.
As human experiments with the second version of the Tyrant Enhancement Serum became more frequent, the laboratory discovered that if the injector injected it with strong emotions, they would gain a moment of clear consciousness.
This emotion could be hatred, anger, or unwillingness. Dong Guangjie finally concluded that this was the burning of a person's soul will, the final combustion against the erosion of the Phagocyte, helping the host fulfill their last wish.
This was also the reason Lei Xiangchen and his team sought out those filled with intense emotions. Under conscious conditions, the Monster's strength was somewhat stronger than when unconscious.
"Ah—!" A roar came from the alley behind him.