Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 445: Advanced Bio-engineered Human

When the four guys got back to their positions, Old Mo had already disappeared.

"Fuck, you bastard, all you can do is run and launch sneak attacks, is that all you can do? Come out here if you dare, let's fight one-on-one..."

Werewolf Number One roared loudly. In his rage, he punched the wall.

The wall collapsed with a loud crash.

Before the dust had settled, Old Mo seized the opportunity and reappeared not far from them, holding a Gatling gun and continuing to fire at them.

This time, the four guys reacted incredibly quickly. Old Mo's sneak attacks missed them all.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the four guys immediately scattered, and it was indeed impossible to hit them.

That's incredibly fast! They couldn't even hit me with a gun.

Upon seeing this, Lao Mo immediately dodged and hid back in the space.

"Honey, don't go out anymore, it's too dangerous. I just saw it, their reaction was so fast. If we fight normally, we really can't beat them."

Hu Huizhong pulled Lao Mo aside and said worriedly.

Old Mo nodded and said, "I know. Actually, we don't necessarily have to fight them head-on. But I get angry whenever I see these half-human, half-ghost creatures."

"You can't go out even if you're angry. Look, those two guys who were shot aren't dead at all. They're just not fully recovered yet. Look, they're ready to fight again now."

Hu Huizhong pointed to the two cyborgs who had been shot and said.

Old Mo really wanted to throw grenades directly out of the space and blow them up.

Unfortunately, he had already asked the system, and the space simply didn't have that function.

To take something out, you must be outside. You can't take things out while you're inside the space.

This is a minor limitation of the system; otherwise, Old Mo would be invincible.

Old Mo looked at the two cyborgs who had been shot.

The Gatling gun bullets that hit the two cyborgs didn't even penetrate them.

This demonstrates just how formidable their defenses are.

One of the tiger-men reached into the wound, pinched the bullet with two fingers, and pried it out.

Another werewolf used the same method to pry out the bullet.

Then apply some medicine and wrap it with gauze.

Goodness, they're full of energy again.

"You bastards, you should all die!"

Old Mo appeared directly behind the two cyborgs, holding a Gatling gun, and started firing at them.

The two guys were shot and slowed down, so they didn't have time to dodge.

Old Mo's Gatling gun instantly turned them both into sieves.

The other four guys who weren't shot rushed over as soon as they saw what was happening.

Having no other option, Lao Mo had to retreat back into the spatial dimension.

"Fuck... Ouch..."

Werewolf Number One was furious. He roared madly.

He crouched down to examine the corpses of the two cyborgs.

There was nothing they could do; they were truly dead, beaten to pieces. There was no way to save them.

The Gatling gun is incredibly powerful.

They can withstand being shot once or twice, but if they're riddled with bullets, they're doomed.

"Fuck, Old Mo, you come out here! Old Mo, you're a coward! Come out here, I'll fight you by myself! You coward, you sick man of East Asia, come out here! Awooo, awooo..."

Tiger Man Number One roared loudly.

Inside the space, Hu Huizhong and Ye Zimei each held onto Lao Mo, one on each side.

"Honey, don't believe his provocations. They're not even human; there's no need to get angry with them."

The two women frantically tried to persuade Lao Mo, fearing that he would go out and fight them.

"Let me go, I won't go out. I know I can't beat them, but I'll launch a sneak attack. Hehe..."

Hearing him say that, the women were finally relieved.

Outside, amidst the chaos, Bellek stood waiting on the perimeter of the explosion.

At that moment, he saw what appeared to be several dark figures emerging from the dust.

His agents immediately came to protect Bellek.

Bellek's eyes widened, and gradually, he saw it clearly.

Tiger Man Number One and Werewolf Number One, each carrying a corpse, slowly emerged from the smoke and dust.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

Bellek's eyes widened.

"What's wrong with you guys? Did you kill Old Mo?"

As they approached, Bellek loudly questioned them.

Werewolf Number One said expressionlessly, "No, we haven't even seen anyone, and we're already like this."

Bellek's facial muscles twitched.

"So, you can't beat him?"

Werewolf Number One said expressionlessly, "It's not that we can't beat him, it's that he simply won't fight us; he only resorts to sneak attacks. His special ability is very effective against us."

"What kind of superpower does he have?"

"Bellek asked quickly."

Werewolf Number One said expressionlessly, "Teleportation, or perhaps spatial abilities. If possible, I hope you can contact our Bioengineering Minister. Find two more advanced bio-engineered beings to deal with him. We only know how to fight; if he doesn't fight us, we can't do anything to him."

Werewolf Number One speaks the truth.

They felt a deep sense of powerlessness when facing Old Mo. What good is strength if he's just making you hit cotton?

Do you have even more advanced cyborgs?

"Bellek asked curiously."

Werewolf Number One nodded and said, "Yes. Cyborgs that have evolved superpowers. However, there are very few of them. Whether you can borrow one depends on your ability; we certainly can't."

Bellek took a deep breath and waved his hand, saying, "Retreat."

Back home, Bellek immediately picked up the phone and made a call.

"What? Bellek, are you crazy? You want my advanced cyborg? I've never released one of these before, what are you trying to do?"

Bellek calmly replied, "Your werewolf number one said they can't handle Old Mo. They hope you can send two more advanced cyborgs to deal with Old Mo. You don't have to give them to them."

"But let me tell you, two of the six cyborgs you sent are already dead. If you don't send higher-level ones, they're definitely going to die here."

"You bastard, Bellek, you're a devil. I curse you."

The Minister of Biochemistry started yelling. He'd spent years training just one bio-engineered human, and two were gone in just one day! How could he not be angry?

Belleker shrugged and said, "Your curses won't do any good. If we can't handle Old Mo, none of us will have a good time. If your people can handle Old Mo, then of course I don't need you to send out more advanced cyborgs."

Unfortunately, that's what your werewolf number one said. What can I do? Tell me, what can I do?

The Minister of Biochemistry was furious.

"Alright, I'll give you one."