Urban All-Round Master
Chapter 959 - 988: I’m Just Not Used to It

Chapter 959: Chapter 988: I’m Just Not Used to It

"So what should we do now? The war corpses have just awakened and still have many shortcomings. Should we wait a few days?"

"No! We must immediately inform Sect Leader Luo Mulin. He is the master of these twelve war corpses."

"What about the female corpse? How should we deal with her?"

"Erase the memories from her mind as well..."

At this moment, the experimental corneal recognition instrument’s door automatically opened, welcoming a tall and mighty man.

"Sect Leader!"

Everyone nodded in unison toward the man.

"How are the experimental subjects?" The man’s piercing blue eyes swept around slightly, causing everyone’s legs to tremble involuntarily.

"The experimental subjects have completed the primary activation stage," an elderly man said shakily.

"Can they still remember any past events?" The man’s cold voice was as mechanical as it was disconcerting, his deep and desolate eyes immeasurably hollow, his unassuming demeanor paradoxically making him stand out.

Even Kelly, the War God from the Heavenly Gate Mountain, would have to respectfully call him master before him.

"Sect Leader, all memories in the minds of the twelve war corpses have been completely erased. The only thing they can remember is you, Sect Leader. They are like blank sheets of paper now, ready to do anything you wish for them to do, without hesitation."

The man was silent for a moment, his handsome, stern face revealing a faint bitter smile between his sharp features.

Suddenly, Romison lifted his head and revealed a subtle, devilish grin to everyone: "Ok."

"Bang! Bang! Bang...!"

Almost simultaneously with Romison’s words, the twelve war corpses charged out of the laboratory.

"Leave no one alive!"

Romison coldly enunciated each word.

Clang! Clang! Clang...

All the cell tubes in the laboratory burst out, shattering the surrounding glass into countless pieces.

"No! Sect Leader, you can’t treat me like this..."

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Three fresh heads were suddenly hacked away by a hand.

Everyone realized something was wrong.

But the twelve war corpses lunged at them like irrational beasts.

Instantly, the entire laboratory was filled with wailing, as everyone involved in the activation experiment was brutally slaughtered...

...

"Boom! Boom! Boom...!"

Suddenly, a massive tremor shook the mountain beneath the laboratory.

"What’s happening?"

Romison’s sharp eyes scanned the area.

At that moment, Lin Zifeng and his team attacked from all directions.

With the cover of the Martial Arts Alliance and the Ability Society, Lin Zifeng’s target was to demolish the base at Heavenly Gate Mountain, based on what Black Hawk had originally mentioned.

The bodies of the Twelve Eagles should be within this base at Heavenly Gate Mountain.

Lin Zifeng had always been reluctant to talk about this matter, but now that he’s here, his goal is to find the bodies of the Twelve Eagles!

"Lin bro, they should be here," Black Hawk said in the cockpit, his eyes bloodshot, clutching a sharp Nepal in his hand.

As the helicopter approached, his emotions surged even more.

Standing at the cabin door, Lin Zifeng tried to activate his clairvoyant ability, but the distance was too far, and he couldn’t see anything.

"Wait a moment. You lead the Martial Arts Society’s Seventy-two Earthly Fiends to guard outside, while I take Hidden Kill straight to the base’s core. Kill anyone who enters or exits!"

"Alright!" Black Hawk nodded vehemently, his eyes filled with sorrow as he sighed, "Lin bro, I’ve been following you not just for a day or two. You must promise me one thing."

"Stop with the nonsense." Lin Zifeng grabbed his neck, pressing his forehead against Black Hawk’s head, shouting fiercely, "Listen carefully! I’ve already lost my twelve best brothers, and I don’t want to lose you too. Live well for me!"

"Lin bro! No matter what, you must bring back the bodies of the Twelve Eagles because we are brothers! We are brothers who have put our lives on the line for each other!"

Saying that, Black Hawk broke free from Lin Zifeng’s arm and pounded his chest with his fist, his voice filled with immense sadness, "We once swore, how long do brothers stay together? As long as our hearts are still beating, we will always be brothers!"

"I, Lin Zifeng, swear that as long as the bodies of the Twelve Eagles are still here, no matter who it is, I’ll go to any lengths to retrieve them, because we are brothers! We are brothers who exchanged our lives!"

At that moment, everyone in the cabin fell silent.

The two locked eyes, and an inexplicable feeling of sadness rose from Black Hawk’s inner world.

...

Ten minutes later, according to Lin Zifeng’s plan, Black Hawk led the Seventy-two Earthly Fiends to lie in wait around the base. If any Heavenly Gate hounds appeared, they were to leave none alive!

Meanwhile, Lin Zifeng stealthily led the Hidden Kill members into the base laboratory. Inside, the mechanisms were numerous, most designed with the latest technology in corneal recognition instruments. Without specialized personnel, the misty gate was almost impossible to open.

The so-called misty gate was actually a ’door’ formed by dense water vapor. It was more accurate to call it a cloud of mist rather than a door.

The mist contained a lot of moisture, and within that moisture were interwoven powerful currents. The moment a person walked through, the high-voltage currents could incinerate a body into blood mist in the blink of an eye!

"Lin bro, should I give it a try?" Bu Chen asked.

"Are you sure you’re fully confident?"

Lin Zifeng glanced at him coldly, "Don’t rush. Wait a bit longer. Someone inside will definitely come out."

"But I can already smell the thick scent of blood inside. If we wait any longer, I’m afraid..." Bu Chen didn’t finish his sentence. As a former elite Special Soldier, his sixth sense was particularly strong, especially his innate ability to recognize the smell of blood.

But Lin Zifeng also sensed that something unusual was happening inside.

"Lin bro, don’t wait, let’s charge in!"

Ten minutes of waiting had exhausted Bu Chen’s patience. His eyebrows twitched, causing unease to stir in his heart.

"Lin bro!"

Bu Chen could endure no longer, his dry voice reaching its lowest pitch.

"Just wait a bit longer." Lin Zifeng’s determined gaze flickered continuously.

"But...!"

"Buzz..."

Almost as soon as Bu Chen spoke, the ’door’ shrouded in mist began to gradually dissolve.

What appeared before everyone was twelve men exuding a dense aura of death.

All twelve war corpses had their muscular upper bodies completely bared, their robust muscles intimidatingly like coiled dragons.

But the next moment...

"Twelve Eagles!!!"

Lin Zifeng’s eyes widened in shock, almost roaring out loud.