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Chapter 8 Danger Approaches 2
Lin Che clenched her teeth, blood oozing out, making her look inexplicably seductive. Blue blood dripped from the corners of her mouth onto the antique floor tiles, sizzling and smoking.

The screams from downstairs suddenly intensified, and a young man shouted, "The dog has mutated! It can climb walls!"

Su Wanqing stopped what she was doing, opened the curtains, and saw five black shadows leaping over the rooftop opposite. The spines of two of them pierced through their fur and stuck out.

The jade bracelet's alarm sound turned into a sharp buzzing sound, and a red countdown popped up on the retina: [47 seconds left for SSS-level superpower awakening].

The landlord's boning knife was hacking at the door lock, and sawdust fell onto her tactical pants.

"Twenty-seven lamps," Lin Che suddenly murmured in Chinese, digging his fingers into the carved crevices of the entrance cabinet. "There are twenty-seven shadowless lamps on the operating table." Su Wanqing pried open his mouth and stuffed a beef strip into it. The oil stains rubbed against the boy's pale lips like cheap lipstick.

The binding progress of the jade bracelet suddenly jumped to 91%, and the energy fluctuations made her palm numb.

The moment the security door was kicked open, Su Wanqing was dragging Lin Che towards the bathroom by his silver hair.

The landlord's bone-chopping knife hit the tiles, sending out sparks. The female white-collar worker in Room 502 was following behind him, holding a desk lamp and hitting him on the back.

The shrill-voiced man suddenly grabbed the female office worker by the waist and threw her to the ground: "Brother Wang, hurry up!"

In the bathroom, Lin Che's nails scratched the bathroom mirror, and cracks exploded like a spider web.

Su Wanqing turned on the gas stove and poured the solidified lard in the pan toward the door.

The torch held by the owner of Room 402 ignited the oil spark, and the flames instantly licked the landlord's polyester pants.

The old man screamed and slapped the flames, then slipped on some grease and hit his head on the edge of the toilet.

"Let's go!" Su Wanqing kicked open the bathroom ventilation window, and the heavy rain pouring down on her face felt like a slap in the face.

Lin Che shivered as he clung to the window frame. The blue blood oozing from his back was washed away by the rain into a strange blue-gray color.

There was a dull thud of something heavy falling downstairs. Looking down from the window, three mutant dogs were eating the viscera of the shrill-voiced man.

A holographic navigation suddenly popped up on the jade bracelet, and the red line pointed in the direction of the rooftop water tank.

Su Wanqing acted decisively, took out her climbing pick and smashed it into the crack in the outer wall. As she slid down, she heard the landlord cursing from within the sea of ​​fire, "I wish I were a ghost." Suddenly, the wife of the owner of Room 402 popped her head out of the third-floor window and said, "Help! I'll take you to the underground warehouse!"

Su Wanqing swung the grappling hook and nailed it into the fourth-floor balcony. Lin Che followed closely behind, his silver hair brushing against her collarbone, making her feel itchy.

The boy suddenly broke free from his restraints and climbed up the outer wall pipe like a cat, leaving five deep grooves on the cement surface with his nails.

The countdown on her retina jumped to [3 seconds]. The jade bracelet felt so hot it seemed to melt into her wrist bone. "Catch it!" She threw a metal box the size of a gum jar. As Lin Che bit open the lid with her teeth, the blue pill rolled into the rain.

The young man suddenly let out an inhuman roar, and two tumors swelled up on his back at an alarming speed, bursting through the bandages and splattering blue blood.

Su Wanqing took out her Tang sword and chopped the mutant dog that was charging at her. The rancid brain matter sprayed onto the air conditioner outside Room 401.

The binding progress bar of the jade bracelet suddenly burst into red light, and Su Wanqing felt as if a red-hot iron wire needle was piercing into her temple.

When Lin Che tore open the throat of another mutant dog, scales actually grew on half of his face under his silver hair.

"Come back." She shook the bag of beef jerky, and the sound of plastic made the boy turn his head.

The young man was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, the scales had already disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only the vertical pupils that still retained the fierce light of a beast.

Su Wanqing poured the last half bottle of mineral water on his head: "Can't you pretend to be good?"

The water tank on the roof suddenly made a twisted metallic groan, and a group of twelve mutant dog corpses were gnawing at the support frame.

Su Wanqing took out the remote control and pressed the detonator. The gas stove in the corridor on the seventh floor exploded, and the flames engulfed the landlord who had chased to the window.

In the firelight, the old man jumped out of the window waving a burning pillow, and crashed into the center of the crowd of corpses, turning into pieces of meat.

Lin Che suddenly threw himself into her arms, biting the glowing strips on her tactical vest with his canine teeth and tearing them apart.

Su Wanqing pinched the chip on the back of his neck and felt the explosive device protruding under his skin: "If you make trouble again, I will throw you to the research institute."

The boy froze immediately, a flattering purr rolling out of his throat, and his wet silver hair tickled her chin.

A green prompt box popped up on the jade bracelet: [SSS-level mutant binding completed].

When Su Wanqing kicked open the rooftop door, she heard the surviving homeowners downstairs crying, "These are all monsters that woman brought in!"

She pushed Lin Che into the shadow behind the water tank and fished out the biscuit bag stained with zombie blood.

"Want some steak?" She shook the vacuum-packed synthetic meat. "Just call me sister and I'll give it to you."

The heavy rain hit the Tang sword, washing away the black blood. The vertical lines in the boy's pupils gradually became round, and when his nails retracted to their normal length, they left a crescent mark on his palm.

(End of this chapter)