Kamen Rider: Damn! I'm surrounded by beauties

At the same time, Changchun, Jilin.

The night, like a thick, ink-soaked curtain, hung heavy over the city. Flashing police lights cut the streets into interwoven fragments of blue and red, while the piercing sirens tore through the otherwise tranquil night.

An Xin was wearing dark blue G3-X reinforced armor, the metal shell reflecting a cold light under the light.

He used his flying attacker to fly around in the sky, looking for the cat-faced old lady.

"Report, patrol team A has not found the target."

"Report, area B has been checked, no clues found."

"Everything is normal in Area C..."

Reports of no progress came through the communication channel, like tiny needles piercing An Xin's already irritated nerves.

That damn "cat-faced old lady", that Gurongi, was like a ghost, a specter existing in legends and panics, perfectly blending into this city of millions, without a trace to be found.

They had already cast a tight net, armed police blocked all major intersections, and patrols combed the streets and alleys like a comb. However, nothing was found.

This feeling is terrible, like punching cotton with all your strength, all the force is silently absorbed without any response.

"Colonel!"

A signalman's voice came, his voice trembling.

"Just...just received a report! Downtown, Xingfuyuan Community...a building..."

He was breathing heavily, as if he was frightened by the scene described by the other end of the phone, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Say!"

An Xin growled anxiously.

“…Everyone in the building is dead!”

An Xin's heart sank. He let go of the signalman and, without hesitation, pushed the flying attacker's horsepower to the maximum and rushed out like an arrow.

When An Xin rushed into the apartment building called "Happy Home", a smell of blood, so strong that it almost became tangible, mixed with the stench of rotten internal organs, suddenly filled his nasal cavity, making his stomach churn.

This is no longer the human world.

This is hell.

Large patches of dark red blood were splattered on the walls of the hall, as if a crazy artist had splashed his paint here wantonly.

The body of a security guard with his chest ripped open fell behind the duty desk, his eyes wide open and a look of extreme fear frozen on his face.

Mutilated bodies can be seen everywhere in the corridors, elevator entrances, and stairwells.

They lay sprawled on the ground, some ripped open by sharp claws, their intestines spilling out.

Some necks were twisted at strange angles, with heads nearly falling off;

There was also a young mother who used her body to protect the already cold baby in her arms until her death, but large chunks of flesh were forcibly torn off her back, revealing her white bones.

Every floor, every household, was like this. Homes that should have been filled with life had now become slaughterhouses of blood and flesh.

Broken furniture and corpses were mixed together. A boring soap opera was still playing on TV, but the owner of the sofa had been torn in half.

An Xin walked up the stairs step by step, and the metal boots under her feet stepped on the sticky pool of blood, making a "pa ji, pa ji" sound.

He saw the young man who was hiding under the bed and was dragged out and killed, and he saw the couple who were drowned in the bathtub in the bathroom. The water in the bathtub had long been dyed crimson.

This is not hunting for the purpose of filling one's stomach.

This is massacre.

It's a game based purely on torture and killing for fun.

The monster didn't just randomly pick its prey on the street. It crept into the building like a child entering an anthill, floor by floor, house by house, happily crushing every "ant" that screamed, cried, or begged for mercy.

And these armed police who are patrolling the periphery are like a group of fools guarding an empty cage.

"Ah……"

An Xin's mouth curled into a cold arc beneath his helmet. He had been fooled. He had been completely fooled by that damned monster.

It is impossible to completely contain this horrific massacre.

Some brave and curious person, or a frightened survivor, took a picture of the tragic scene inside the building with trembling hands and posted it on the Internet.

A series of bloody, blurry yet breathtakingly real photos, accompanied by terrifying headlines such as "The old lady with a cat face is real! She is killing people! In the Happy Home!", exploded like a nuclear bomb in the online social circles of Changchun City.

Panic, like the most terrifying virus, spreads at an exponential rate.

[Holy shit! Is this real? Is this fake?]

[The address is real! My cousin lives nearby and he said the whole building was on lockdown, with police cars and ambulances everywhere!]

[I...I live in the neighborhood next to Xingfu Home...I don't dare go out...I don't dare...]

[The old lady with a cat face... that legend... is true... she'll get in through the crack in the door, and she'll eat children... Mom! I'm so scared!]

The night in Changchun has completely lost its tranquility.

Countless people were awakened from their sleep by calls from relatives and friends, and were terrified after seeing the photos. Residents near the crime scene were especially terrified.

They locked the doors and windows tightly, used sofas and cabinets to block the front door, and curled up in their quilts, shivering. Any slight movement, the slam of a neighbor's door, the sound of footsteps in the hallway, even the howl of a wild cat outside the window, would make them scream.

Fear gripped the entire city.

The telephone lines of local government departments and police were blown up almost at the same time. Countless citizens cried, questioned, and begged, asking whether this was true and whether Gurongi would come to their homes.

An Xin stood on the bloody rooftop, the night wind blowing against his cold armor.

He could imagine the chaos in the command center at the moment, and could also feel that the city was being swallowed up bit by bit by the cloud of fear.

We can't continue to be passive like this.

"Attention all units!"

He gave the order through the G3-X's wide area communication channel, his voice as cold as ice.

"Expand the patrol area! With Happy Home as the center, teams will enter all residential buildings for a blanket search! Repeat, enter the building and search! Report any abnormalities immediately!"

He changed his strategy. Since the monsters liked to hide in the building and play games, they would move the battlefield into the building!

After the order was issued, the large force originally patrolling the streets quickly broke up into small groups, and tactical teams of five people began to enter the surrounding apartment buildings and office buildings.

However, what An Xin was most worried about still happened.

Less than ten minutes later, a burst of urgent calls suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, mixed with violent gunshots.

"This is... C-3 Team! We've spotted a target in the Hongtu Building! It's... it's on the twelfth floor! Requesting backup! Ah—!"

After a shrill scream, the communication suddenly stopped, leaving only a heart-wrenching rustling sound.

An Xin's pupils suddenly contracted. He immediately activated the "Flying Attacker" backpack on his back. Two small turbine engines spewed out blue flames. The huge propulsion instantly lifted him into the air, transforming him into a stream of light and flying rapidly towards the Hongtu Building.

When he smashed the glass curtain wall on the twelfth floor and rushed into the corridor, he saw a scene that made him tear his eyes out.

More than a dozen fully-armed armed policemen, his colleagues, his brothers, had now become cold corpses. Their combat uniforms were torn to shreds, their bulletproof vests were stained with claw marks deep enough to see the bone, and blood stained the entire corridor red.

An Xin understood instantly.

Dispersing the troops into the building to search did expand the search area, but it also further fragmented the originally concentrated force. The five-man tactical team was completely vulnerable to the monster.

That Gurongi was even using his tactics to continue its killing game! It deliberately exposed its whereabouts, lured a group over, and then slaughtered them.

"Son of a bitch!!!"

An Xin roared like a beast, the flames of rage threatening to burst forth from his chest. He hated his own poor decision-making, and even more so, he hated the monster who treated human life like worthless grass.

what to do? How can I do?

Dispersing the troops is seeking death, and concentrating the troops will make them run around in circles and lose all trace of them.

At this moment, a deep feeling of powerlessness washed over An Xin, and a figure flashed through her mind uncontrollably.

Gu Yi... It would be great if Gu Yi was here.

With his Pegasus form and super strong sixth sense, he will definitely be able to accurately locate the position of that bastard in this steel jungle!

"Fuck!" An Xin punched the wall next to her hard, making a deep dent.

"An Xin! What the hell are you thinking! You can't rely on Kuuga for everything! You're the commander here!"

He cursed himself and forced himself to calm down.

At this moment, a majestic and urgent voice suddenly sounded on the internal communication channel of the G3-X helmet. It was his superior.

[An Xin! What's going on? Why are there so many casualties? The online public opinion is out of control! You must come up with a solution immediately!]

solution?

When An Xin heard this, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart.

"If you have the guts, do it yourself!"

He roared into the communicator,

"My people are out here risking their lives, and you're asking me for a plan from the back?!"

After saying that, he unilaterally cut off the communication.

"Zi...ZiZi..."

At this moment, intermittent cries for help were heard again from the public channel intercom, accompanied by dense gunfire and people's screams.

"This is...E-5 team...at...at the World Trade Center! Target spotted! It's going after civilians! We can't hold on any longer! Ah!"

There was another burst of screams and chaotic gunfire, and then deathly silence.

An Xin didn't hesitate at all. The flying backpack on his back started up again, carrying him through the wall, rushing into the cold night sky, and heading straight for the China World Trade Center.

The China World Trade Center was already in chaos. Panicked residents screamed, cried, and rushed down the stairwells desperately, trying to escape this place of death.

Behind them, a creepy figure was chasing them slowly.

She was a hunchbacked old woman, but half of her body had undergone a terrible transformation.

Black fur covered the left half of her face and body, a beast eye flashed scarlet light, and a claw as sharp as a blade, making her look like both a human and a cat, and even more like a demon crawling out of a nightmare.

Ge Blacka Da let out bursts of hoarse and unpleasant laughter, enjoying the scene before him very much.

The fear of the Linduos (humans) is its best entertainment. It stretches out its claws, ready to tear the slowest man into pieces.

At this moment, its ankles were suddenly held tightly by a pair of strong arms!

Blacka looked down and saw a bloodied armed police soldier. There was a huge wound on his abdomen, and blood was constantly gushing out. But he still used all his strength, like a pair of iron clamps, to firmly restrain Blacka's feet.

"Heh, Linduo, why don't you just die?"

Blacka asked with interest,

"Is it interesting to do such useless work?"

The armed police soldier raised his head, and on his bloodstained face, he forced a tragic smile:

"I... I know I'm no match for you... ahem... but... I'm going to drag you here no matter what! Until... until Colonel An Xin arrives!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out all the flashbangs and grenades from his tactical vest and pulled the fuse!

A dazzling white light burst out instantly, piercing Blacka's eyes with intense pain, and he subconsciously closed them. Then, a violent explosion resounded! A massive hole was blown open in the solid concrete floor, and Blacka and the armed police officer fell together!

"boom!"

Blacka landed heavily on the floor below, sending rubble and dust flying everywhere. He shook his head, then opened his eyes with pain, his vision gradually returning.

The Linduo who was holding it had turned into a torn corpse.

Blacka kicked the body away in disgust, and the body broke the window and fell from the tall building.

At this moment, all the black fur on its body suddenly stood up! A strong and deadly sense of danger instantly enveloped it!

It’s G3-X!

It was this feeling of being locked in! It was thanks to this keen intuition of danger that it had managed to dodge the pursuit of G3-X and that damned Kuuga several times.

We must leave here immediately!

Just as Blacka was about to turn around and escape, a cannonball suddenly flew in!

That's Cerberus's special shell - the GX shell!

"Boom!!!"

With a deafening roar, the entire building trembled! The terrifying shockwave of the explosion instantly engulfed Blacka's position. The immense force blew it away from the breach in the building like a rag doll!

Fragments of the glass curtain wall fell like raindrops, and Blacka rolled in the air and fell heavily on the street below, creating a deep human-shaped hole.

It struggled, painfully standing up. Under the terrifying power of the GX bullet, its disguised human form was completely destroyed, and the flesh on half of its body was blown away, leaving only a grim skeleton.

"Ho...ho..."

Blacka let out a painful roar, knowing that there was no point in pretending anymore.

Black granulations grew, squirmed, and intertwined wildly from its bones, quickly covering its entire body.

Its body began to swell, and its bones made crackling sounds. In just a few seconds, it completely transformed into Gurongi's combat form.

It was a giant black cat over two meters tall, covered in black fur, and seemed to be walking upright.

It was clad in strange leather armor, its muscles bulging, its eyes bloodshot, and its claws gleaming with a metallic coldness, imbued with a primitive and brutal beauty. Its injuries healed rapidly the instant it fully transformed into a beast.

Blacka turned around suddenly, his scarlet eyes fixed on the front.

Not far away, An Xin, wearing G3-X armor, was slowly walking out of the smoke and dust.

In his left arm, he held the cold, broken body of the heroically sacrificed armed police soldier. In his right hand, he held the hideous-looking giant Gatling gun—the Cerberus.

An Xin's gaze fell on the young and bloody face of the soldier in her arms.

He recognized this soldier. He had just graduated from the military academy and was assigned here not long ago. He was full of energy and kept thinking about when he could go into battle and kill the enemy like Kuuga.

"……Thank you."

An Xin's voice was hoarse and low, filled with suppressed grief, "You... bought me the most precious time to arrive."

He carefully placed the soldier's body on the relatively clean ground beside him, then slowly stood up.

The red electronic eyes of G3-X seemed to be burning with two balls of angry will-o'-the-wisp fire at this moment, locking onto the black cat Gurongi in front of it.

"For him, and for all the people you killed..."

An Xin's voice was cold and emotionless. He raised the Cerberus in his hand and aimed the rotating barrel at Blacka.

"I must, kill you!"

The moment the words fell, the Hellhound Gatling roared! Countless nerve-damaging bullets flashing with dark blue electric light formed an impenetrable death barrage, sweeping towards Blacka crazily!