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Chapter 300 - 199 Uncle, Please Have a Bomb_2

Chapter 300: Chapter 199 Uncle, Please Have a Bomb_2

This is outrageous!

How could the killer be such a ghostly thing!

No wonder those missing persons could disappear so much in places that couldn’t be considered uninhabited, with no survivors escaping to alert the authorities or anything.

Running is pointless.

Frankly speaking, such a monster, if it wished, could massacre an entire small town with ease.

Even if ordinary people were armed, they would have virtually no ability to resist.

...

Just as Brian felt the situation was tricky, Green was extremely excited.

This was his first time really letting loose with gunfire.

Although he didn’t know what was coming at them, the roar of bullets, casings scattering on the ground, and the smell of gunpowder was like an adrenaline shot, making his rookie blood boil.

After emptying a magazine, he threw aside his automatic rifle and grabbed two more, continuing to fire excitedly.

Whether he hit anything or not wasn’t the point, the feeling of unleashing firepower wildly was truly thrilling.

Seeing this,

Brian cracked a smile and disappeared from the spot with a flash.

The roar of gunfire suddenly seemed much quieter to Green.

He didn’t think much of it.

Not until he emptied two more rifles and was gasping for breath, with numb hands quickly changing magazines, he turned towards Brian’s position and whispered, "Boss Brian, what’s the situation?"

Boss Brian was an enhancer; he must have seen something to open fire so suddenly.

Green was not as capable.

He hadn’t anticipated night-time operations and wasn’t equipped with Night Vision goggles.

They were expensive, and since the department didn’t use them often, Team B6 hadn’t been issued any.

However, as Green’s words fell, there was only dead silence around him, with no response.

A sense of unease welled up in Green’s heart.

He held his breath and squinted into the moonlight where Brian had been standing, but now in place of Brian’s tall figure, there was a small figure around one meter tall that seemed to be a little girl tilting her head and sizing him up.

"How does that look like a little girl?"

Green couldn’t make out the specific features of the creature in front of him; he could only discern a silhouette in the moonlight.

That’s not right!

It was clearly Boss Brian standing here just moments ago.

How did it turn into a little girl?

Green finally realized what was happening.

An indescribable fear filled his heart.

But Green’s hands didn’t slow down, the barrel of the rifle he had just reloaded jerked up, blindly firing wildly ahead while shouting, "Boss Brian, get down!"

He was still worried about hitting Brian by mistake.

This made Brian, who had appeared a few dozen meters away, feel somewhat guilty.

Fine, he would have to treat Green to a foot massage with the full works when they got back; it was the least he could do.

...

Green’s wild shooting had confused the little monster.

In her simple perception, threats were everywhere.

She suddenly let out a piercing scream, "Ya~~~"

Boom~

A circle of visible sound waves, like ripples, burst outward from the little monster’s mouth filled with sharp teeth, impacting the surroundings.

Green, without making a sound, rolled his eyes and fainted.

Almost at the same moment,

the little monster’s body also shook twice.

Several stray bullets had finally hit her.

Holding a ragged teddy bear and pulling at her tattered dress, she looked down and with blood gleaming in her eyes void of any iris, she uttered a hoarse voice, "The dress is torn, Alice’s dress is torn..."

"Uncle will buy you a new one, okay?"

Brian figured the time was about right, walked back to Green, skillfully kicked him underneath a car to prevent the frantic monster from tearing him to pieces later.

The little monster, calling herself Alice.

Definitely related to that garden!

The problem is... Brian remembered that garden had been around for over thirty years, hadn’t it?

The owner of the garden had first lost his wife, then his daughter Alice ’died’ too, and the garden had been built for his daughter, lasting until now.

So, the little monster in front of me is actually over thirty years old?

...

The little monster looked dazed, not quite conscious.

Despite the copious amounts of blood gushing from the gunshot wounds on her body, dyeing her dirty white dress blood-red, she seemed utterly oblivious, murmuring to herself as she looked down at the tears in her dress.

Seeing this, Brian made no hesitation.

His mind rapidly processed a wealth of data, and then his automatic rifle spat out flames once more.

A sense of danger arrived.

This time, the little monster finally reacted.

She jerked her head up, about to dodge, but felt her once all-powerful body lag as if suffering network latency, stuttering uncontrollably. That hiccup in movement allowed her to be accurately hit by a dozen bullets all over her body.

Her body appeared frail and tiny, yet her flesh was absurdly resilient.

Under normal circumstances,

a close-range burst from this kind of automatic rifle would create bloody holes in a human body, the tumbling bullets would drill through flesh and even through-and-through gunshot wounds would carve paths through the tissue.

A dozen bullets would mean a body riddled with bloody holes for such a small frame.

Yet the little monster’s body simply trembled non-stop.

This meant that the entire impact of the rifle bullets was absorbed and trapped by her flesh.

Such density and toughness explained the excessive speed she could unleash.

...

Watching the monster collapse to the ground, powerlessly, like a malfunctioning robot, limbs twitching arduously and mechanically but with no additional movement,

Brian didn’t let his guard down.

He drew out a grenade while smiling at the girl monster, "Little sister, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Would you like uncle to take a look?"

"Alice is in pain..."

The girl raised her head, her bloody eyes locking on Brian: "Alice wants to eat meat!"

"Eat meat?"

Brian’s face held a smile, but his eyes were cold: "Uncle’s got a bomb for you to eat!"

As his words fell,

he precisely tossed the fragmentation hand grenade, stuffing it into the little girl’s mouth.

A man-eating monster must die!

The next moment.

Boom~

Flames burst forth.

Countless specially-made sharp fragments and steel balls, along with lots of flesh and bone, shot out from the girl’s mouth, sparking a flash in the night...

The smoke cleared.

On the ground lay only a twitching corpse, most of its head gone—only the broken skull and the back of the head remained.

It was proven.

The monster couldn’t withstand an internal explosion, not even one blow.

Still, Brian was astounded by the exaggerated vitality of her body.

The little monster’s body twitched for well over a minute before it finally stilled.

Two dark red Obsession Little Balls slowly emerged.

She was finally dead.

...

Brian finally exhaled in relief.

This battle had been anticlimactic in some respects.

He hadn’t even come to grips with her and had ’easily’ dealt with her.

But the reality was not so simple.

She had not only exaggerated speed but also some kind of preemptive sense, which meant that without a wide array of gunfire, there would’ve been no chance even to hit her.

If really threatened, she would’ve fled.

This little monster had dared to charge because, in her instinct, she believed that just guns would pose no threat to her.

But she didn’t understand that there was something called poison and bait.

Yes, the only reason Green, that fool, could hit her was that his boss Brian had used him as bait, dispersing a large amount of anesthetic gas and neurotoxin around him, carried by the wind toward his front.

So by the time Brian stopped firing and the monster instinctively perceived Green as the final threat, she had already been poisoned.

"Seems like a little girl, but actually a little monster over thirty, let uncle see what’s going on with you."

Brian rubbed his hands together and began the much-anticipated search of the body.

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