12dz Chapter 592 - 576: Don’t Die Too Quickly
Chapter 592 - 576: Don’t Die Too Quickly
Wang Cong has been very busy lately.
Since his resurrection, he’s been like a clockwork top.
Every morning when the lights of Upper City come on, he shows up in Lu Chenjia’s office as if punching a time clock, a habit he learned from Feng Mu.
In a match, the key to winning is to win over the judges’ support.
After leaving in the afternoon, he goes to Light Prism TV Station to build rapport with Director Wei Guangming and carefully plan the post-’Octagonal Cage’ strategy.
From venue selection, ticket pricing, VIP systems, to the persona and packaging of the contestants, every detail is meticulously polished.
He often doesn’t leave the station until late at night, dragging his tireless body back to Second Prison.
He still has to rush back to prepare a midnight snack for Feng Mu; someone who has died once doesn’t need sleep, allowing them to outwork the living.
Tonight.
Wang Cong left the TV station and sat in a Second Prison official car.
He prefers solitude, but President Lu insisted on arranging a security detail, which he couldn’t refuse.
The car was spacious, and he sat in the back seat, a giant gourd next to him, his fingers caressing its surface.
The headlights pierced the darkness, speeding down the highway. As they drew closer to Second Prison, the buildings on either side became sparser.
The final stretch was flanked by scraggly trees and wild grass, which rustled in the night wind like countless headless corpses swaying at the roadside.
Maybe he had been in prison too long, but everything Wang Cong saw seemed like dead bodies to him now.
Dead bodies are good, especially fresh ones, as they can be divided three ways: first for Feng Mu, then for his parents, and finally, a bit left for himself.
Just as Wang Cong was lost in thought, suddenly—
"Ambush!"
The driver shouted suddenly, slamming the brakes to the floor, wrenching the steering wheel!
"Boom—!"
A flash of fire erupted from the wild grass, something scraped against the car, and a massive impact launched the vehicle into the air, its steel frame twisting and flipping through the night sky in a spiral.
As the car spun in midair, even before it hit the ground, the deformed car door was kicked off!
Several figures shot out of the car, one of them wrapped an arm around Wang Cong, moving like a monkey, rolling to absorb the impact, and landing steadily.
"Alert!"
Three security members quickly got up, forming a triangular formation with Wang Cong in the center.
Their electronic eyes flickered with cold light, swiftly scanning the surroundings and assessing the threat level.
Wang Cong slowly stood up, his clothes torn in several places, looking rather disheveled.
He looked down at the gourd, noticed a crack on its surface, his face turning grim.
The night wind howled, wild grass rose and fell.
He lifted his eyes coldly, slinging the gourd on his back, and looked towards the wild grass.
The wild grass swayed, revealing several dark figures.
They looked different, yet all wore cat-and-mouse playful expressions, their eyes sweeping over the security guards as if selecting a delicious dish.
"One, two, three, four, just enough for each one, no need to fight!"
One of them grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth.
As soon as he spoke, he kicked off and jumped five meters high, like a giant toad, pouncing directly at one of the security guards.
Though he claimed not to fight, he was eager to act.
Being plenty doesn’t mean being satisfied; a bowl of braised pork and a bowl of boiled meat taste different, don’t they?
"Stop him!"
The security captain shouted lowly, his electronic eye flashed blue light, and his iris surfaced with dense data streams, quickly analyzing the enemy’s movement trajectory.
However, his view was suddenly blocked; a baby-faced opponent appeared first, ahead of the giant toad, right in front of him.
As expected of the captain, always the fastest and most accurate to strike in the team.
"Pong—"
A fist pounded down, the impact sound echoing like a cannon blast.
The security captain crossed his arms to block, his clothing instantly shredded, and the terrifying impact forced his feet skidding back two meters, plowing deep ruts into the ground!
The security captain’s face changed dramatically, the embedded force sensors in his arms precisely calculating the fist’s power through electronic signals.
Fist Power: 81.4
Fist Speed: 107.9
Two frightening numbers flashed before his electronic eyes!
"Fifth-Grade Fist Power, Sixth-Grade Fist Speed?!!"
The security captain was slightly surprised; those numbers posed a lethal threat to him.
"You guys are..." He just opened his mouth.
"Food doesn’t need to know who’s going to eat you, just enjoy the pain!"
The baby-faced opponent tilted his head with a smile, his fists raining down like a torrential storm, with a cold nail clippers hidden between his knuckles, eagerly waiting to strike.
"Ugh ah—!"
The security captain was caught off guard, bitten, his entire nervous system disrupted, letting out a howl of pain.
His body quivered violently as if electrocuted, all the joints of his implanted prosthetics seized up.
Then his whole body soared, shooting backward like a cannonball, smashing into the deformed car, leaving a human-shaped dent.
The other two security members were immediately distracted, each grabbed by their respective opponents, and after two thuds, were blasted 10 meters away into the distant grass, scattering a pile of dead leaves.
The baby-face and two White Masks didn’t continue their attack, instead letting them crawl back up before walking leisurely towards them.
In an instant, only Wang Cong was left in the middle of the road.
He looked coldly at the last attacker approaching him.
This person was lean and bony, an olive-green tight suit covering his scrawny body, and his inverted triangle eyes overflowed with sinister cold light.
"All the good stuff was picked already, I’m late again..."
He spat furiously, then grinned as if he thought of something amusing, pulling a transparent insect egg from his pocket.
The egg was about the size of a chicken egg, with some bio-form squirming inside, pressing its membrane-like wall into a hideous bulge.
"Oh well, I’ll just have some fun with you."
He tossed it casually.
"Crack!"
With the crisp sound of the egg shattering, a black-red afterimage burst forth through the air.
It resembled a hybrid of a fly and a venomous bee, its compound eyes scarlet, its syringe-like proboscis dripping with fluorescent green venom.
The next second, the creature locked onto Wang Cong, its black-red wings vibrating at high frequency, emitting a "buzz-buzz" sound that pierced the eardrums painfully.
"Bone-eating Fly, loves drilling into human eyeballs and slowly gnawing the bones from inside the skull."
The inverted triangle-eye man smiled sinisterly, his voice echoing.
"Don’t die too quickly; I want to play a bit longer."
Wang Cong’s pupils shrank, his gaze quickly scanning the area; the security members were entrenched in a fierce battle with the attackers.
He quickly turned around, darting towards an empty direction, sprinting deep into the wild grass.
"Buzz-buzz-buzz—"
The sound of the insect wings felt like a bone-attached curse, constantly at his back, accompanied by the assailant’s mocking laughter:
"Run faster, quicker, it’s about to catch you, hahaha—"