Super God: There's a mischievous Xi in my head

Tianhe City

"Sigh, if only I had mustered up the courage to ask him for his contact information that night..."

Qi Lin, who was patrolling in a police car, felt a pang of regret.

Ever since that chance encounter with Cang Yu at the seafood market that night, his image seemed to have taken root in her mind.

Whether it was his quick thinking in tripping the thief earlier, or his alertness in quietly observing the crowd and being ready to deal with danger at any time, it all replayed in her mind.

Ultimately, Qi Lin is a young woman in her twenties, and naturally harbors longings for beautiful emotions.

Cang Yu's handsome appearance and outstanding temperament are easy to like, not to mention the sense of justice and composure he unintentionally showed, which perfectly match the values ​​of a policeman.

She originally thought that since he had appeared in that bustling neighborhood, he probably lived nearby and she would have a chance to run into him again.

For this reason, she even changed her route home from get off work, making a detour to that seafood restaurant every night, pretending to pick out seafood, but her eyes were always secretly searching in the crowd.

But so many days have passed, and that figure has never appeared again.

A relationship that hadn't even begun seemed destined to end silently.

Thinking about this, even during her routine patrol today, Qi Lin was somewhat absent-minded, filled with regret.

Why couldn't I have been more proactive back then?

He Weilan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had just finished her call with the command center when she turned her head and saw her friend looking so absent-minded.

She leaned closer, teasing him with a mischievous smile:

"Hey, what's wrong with our Comrade Qilin? She's been so restless these past few days whenever she's in this area. Could it be... she's thinking about that handsome guy who 'defeated the enemy with one kick'?"

Qi Lin snapped back to reality, her ears turning slightly red, and forced herself to remain calm as she stared straight ahead:

"Focus on your duty and stop talking nonsense."

"I'm talking nonsense?" He Weilan raised an eyebrow, deliberately drawing out her words. "Really? Then why does our Miss Qilin go to that seafood restaurant every day?"

She patted Qilin on the shoulder, her tone teasing and friendly:

"If you really had feelings for her, you should have left your phone number under the pretext of 'cooperating with the investigation.' Now look at you, in this vast sea of ​​people, where are you going to find your 'helpful citizen'?"

Qi Lin sighed softly, her fingers tightening slightly on the steering wheel, as if her secret had been exposed.

But just then, the vehicle radio suddenly transmitted urgent instructions from the command center:

"Attention all units! A vicious assault has occurred on Chuhua Street West. Nearby patrol vehicles are requested to proceed to the scene immediately!"

The two instantly composed themselves, exchanged a glance, and nodded simultaneously.

"Roger that!" Qi Lin replied crisply, then sharply turned the steering wheel, and the police car made a clean and swift turn, siren blaring as it sped off toward West Street.

Police cars sped through the evening rush hour traffic. Qi Lin gripped the steering wheel intently, her earlier tender feelings completely suppressed, replaced by calm and competence.

The police car screeched to a halt at the intersection of West Street, its tires screeching against the pavement.

Qi Lin and He Weilan quickly got out of the car, and the scene before them made their hearts tighten.

The crowd was scattering in terror, their cries and screams mingling together.

Not far ahead, several police cars were blocking the middle of the road as cover, and several officers were firing their guns from behind the car doors.

The rapid gunfire erupted like popping beans, and flashes of light flickered in the darkening twilight.

"What's going on? They didn't even bother with negotiations, they just opened fire?"

He Weilan exclaimed in surprise, the scene that defied the usual procedures made her realize that something was wrong.

The two men quickly drew their guns and crouched down to approach their colleague in front of them.

However, when they crossed the cover and saw the figure roaring amidst the hail of bullets, they instantly understood why such extreme measures had been taken.

That wasn't a "person" at all!

It was a hideous monster about two people tall, its entire body covered in dark, rough carapace, its head shaped like a twisted sea cucumber, and it brandished claws that resembled tentacles.

When bullets hit it, they only produced a few sparks and left faint white marks, as if they were merely tickling it.

Qi Lin and He Weilan quickly used the police car as cover, raised their guns and aimed, and the scene in front of them made them gasp.

"What...what the hell is this?!" He Weilan's voice trembled with disbelief.

She witnessed a pistol bullet strike the monster in the chest, but it only produced a burst of sparks and left no trace.

"Attention all units! Conventional weapons ineffective! Repeat, conventional weapons ineffective!" the on-site commander shouted hoarsely into the walkie-talkie. "Requesting special forces support!"

Just then, the evil beast let out a piercing roar, and its thick tentacles lashed out, overturning a police car.

Several police officers who were unable to dodge were thrown into the air by the enormous impact and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Save them!" Qi Lin rushed out without hesitation, with He Weilan following closely behind.

Braving flying debris and glass, the two dragged their injured colleague to safety.

The monster seemed enraged by the continuous attacks, and it strode heavily toward the police car cover, the ground shaking with each step.

The monster's heavy footsteps shook the ground like a death knell.

Another tentacle-like claw swept across, sending a police car flying and crashing heavily into the roller shutter of a roadside shop with a deafening bang.

"Zhang! Cover!" the captain shouted hoarsely, but it was too late.

A young police officer was struck in the thigh by flying metal fragments while trying to retreat, bleeding profusely and collapsing to the ground groaning in pain.

The firepower network was breached due to casualties. The Evil Ginseng Beast seized the opportunity, its twisted mouth opening to spew out a stream of dark green, viscous liquid.

An elderly police officer, unable to dodge in time, was splashed on the arm with liquid. His blast suit was instantly corroded and started smoking. He screamed in pain as the blast shield in his hand fell to the ground.

"Old Li!" He Weilan's eyes were bloodshot as she tried to rush over, but Qi Lin held her back tightly.

The area ahead was already covered by the corrosive liquid; rushing forward would only increase casualties.

The scene was a mess, with the groans of the wounded, the anxious calls over the radio, and the monster's continuous roars all mixed together.

Among the wrecked police cars lying in disarray, less than half of the officers were still able to stand and continue firing.

An atmosphere of despair began to spread; conventional weapons became completely ineffective, and reinforcements were slow to arrive.

Qi Lin bit her lower lip tightly, her fingers gripping the gun turning white from the force.

She had never felt so powerless. The police's duty was to protect the public, but now they couldn't even protect themselves. Were they just supposed to watch this monster continue its rampage?

All they could do was pray that reinforcements would arrive soon, and all they could do was hold out until the troops arrived, preventing the monsters from harming the people.