He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

The expected scene of fleeing in panic did not occur. Instead, they watched with amusement, their faces full of mockery as they stared at the gun in Kiko's hand.

The bullet never left the chamber; it fell to the ground as soon as it came out of the gun and remained firmly in place.

This godforsaken place completely blocks firearms!

"You all step back and provide cover," Zhang Beixing ordered.

The black man at the front of the line felt a blur before his eyes, and Zhang Beixing, who was standing in front of him, vanished instantly.

Then there was a loud bang in his ear, followed by a sharp pain in his back, and the Black man stumbled forward.

This is teleportation!

After being struck by Zhang Beixing, the black man staggered forward a few steps but managed to regain his balance.

This speed is something that can be barely achieved if one's own five red rose genes are used to their fullest potential.

However, this also comes at a great cost. It's important to understand that maximizing the potion's effects throughout the body comes at the cost of one's life.

Having curbed his arrogance and conceit, the Black man became extremely cautious.

He stared intently at the unassuming but incredibly pressured little man in front of him, and slowly began to speak:
"Again!"

With a thud, the Black man sensed Zhang Beixing move to the right.

His body reacted quickly, instantly dodging to the left—

However, a shadow suddenly appeared on the left side of the body—

The Black man suddenly darted forward!
A silver-white scalpel barely grazed his left shoulder, leaving a trail of blood; the clothes on his left shoulder were instantly soaked with blood.

The Black man broke out in a cold sweat. If he hadn't dodged quickly, that knife would have been taking his head.

He turned around shakily and stared at Zhang Beixing:
"Who exactly are you?"

Zhang Beixing had no intention of answering him; his mind was racing.

This was the first time Zhang Beixing had encountered such a perilous situation since acquiring the system. He was about to face an ambush by nearly twenty powerful enemies.

They were not the opponents he had encountered on the battlefield. Thanks to the genetic modifications, their physical abilities were now almost on par with his own.

Most importantly, even his most proficient firearms had become useless.

Zhang Beixing was deep in thought when he glanced around and spotted the four mosquitoes huddled together in a corner.

Oh, and he's got four weaker companions with him. What to do? This feels even more difficult.

After calmly assessing the disparity in strength between himself and his enemy, and considering his current available resources, Zhang Beixing realized that besides his own strength, he also had other resources at his disposal.
That's the scalpel in my hand.

Well then, let me show you the power of the scalpel. I've never seriously fought a group of people before.

With a whoosh, Zhang Beixing charged into the enemy ranks like a dragon. The originally small and delicate scalpel became powerful and unrestrained in his hands.

With an indomitable spirit, the blade seemed poised to cleave a person in two when it struck, yet the force was exquisitely controlled.

Shoulder, thigh, knee—these are the body's vulnerable points; attack those areas.

Silver-white blades flashed repeatedly in this space, appearing and disappearing unpredictably, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, aimed directly at a person's throat.

The man couldn't dodge in time and watched helplessly as the knife tip pierced his throat, drawing blood.

As he turned, a large black hammer hurtled toward Zhang Beixing's head. His brain buzzed, screaming: Danger!

Zhang Beixing kicked the man in front of him in the chest, using the momentum to leap into the air. A scalpel flashed from his hand, flying directly towards the black man's chest.

Seeing that his attack had missed and he was being attacked instead, the Black man unleashed the full power of the Rose in that life-or-death moment, instantly increasing his speed to a whole new level and dodging the deadly scalpel.

Before the Black man could catch his breath and feel relieved, Zhang Beixing turned his knee into a knife and smashed it down on the Black man.

The Black man quickly raised his hands to block. The instant Zhang Beixing struck, the Black man seemed to hear the sound of his wrists snapping.

Stepping forward, side kicking, and horizontal slamming, Zhang Beixing continued his attack on the black man without even taking a breath.

Under Zhang Beixing's relentless attack, the black man was utterly powerless to resist and could only clench his fists and endure the blows. His once-swaggering black hammer became nothing more than a decoration.

After dozens of rounds, dodging the stick that swept across the ground towards his ankle, Zhang Beixing lunged forward and took the black man's life with a single stab.

After dealing with the Black man, Zhang Beixing clearly felt that the enemy's attacks were no longer as intense as before.

Has the morale of the army collapsed after witnessing someone stronger than themselves fall before their very eyes?
The blonde woman, who had miraculously survived the battle, was trembling in her right hand, which was gripping the dagger. Her eyes were filled with terror as she looked at Zhang Beixing.

Where on earth did this demon king come from? Black Hammer was the successful product of the Five Roses, and he killed him just like that. Has he reached that legendary realm?

Seeing the remaining few opponents looking timid, Zhang Beixing called on Lu Lilong to join him in attacking.

Although he was much weaker than Lu Lilong in terms of strength, he had the advantage in terms of momentum and courage to face death.

The two quickly dealt with everyone. Only Zhang Beixing and his four companions remained standing in the space.

Seeing that the situation was safe, Mosquito and his crew, who had been hiding in the corner and acting timidly, immediately dropped their large guns and began cleaning up the battlefield.

The weapons that the dead men were carrying were clearly top-quality.

Mosquito picked up a dagger for self-defense, while Kiko took a stick from the corpse's hand—lightweight and durable, it seemed perfect for him.

"I think this sledgehammer is definitely a good thing, but it's a bit too heavy for me. Why don't you take it, Zhang Beixing?"

Andy's eyes swept over the weapons on the ground, and he finally decided to grit his teeth and give up the best one.

After all, he was someone who needed to curry favor with a powerful figure. As long as the powerful figure was strong enough, he was sure his life would be safe.

Mosquito and Kiko, who were looking down at their new weapons not far away, looked up when they heard this.

Having been immersed in the weapons industry for many years, they could tell at a glance that this sledgehammer was indeed the most lethal weapon at present, no matter who wielded it.

Moreover, if I manage to get out of here alive, the price of this sledgehammer will definitely not disappoint me.

However, for the sake of the bigger picture, they chose other weapons and wanted Zhang Beixing to take over—only in his hands could everyone's safety be better guaranteed.

Zhang Beixing, who saw through their little schemes, smiled slightly.
Whatever the reason, they still remember to keep the best for themselves.

“Give it to the tiger, I have something better,” Zhang Beixing said.

Seeing that the big shot had refused his offer, Andy did not object and handed the black hammer in his hand to Lu Lilong.

Anyway, the big boss has his own plans. As underlings who can only cling to his coattails, all they need to do is unconditionally obey his orders. After fully arming themselves, the group stared intently at the snow-white door before them. Beyond this door lay the true core.

It contains the antidote to the gene serum, the secrets of this base's technology, and possibly the successful specimens of the six roses that have been causing everyone so much anxiety.

Zhang Beixing turned to look at the crowd, and with the characteristic sternness of a Chinese soldier, asked, "Are you all ready?"

In a foreign land, about to embark on a battlefield where life and death are uncertain, with no brothers to share life and death with, no Wolf Fang, but carrying the blood and spirit of China.

This Twilight Resources Strategy Company has clearly touched upon the world's most top-level secrets. Zhang Beixing cannot back down; he must be at the forefront, for the sake of his motherland.

Throughout China's five-thousand-year history, it has suffered too many losses due to technology; this time, it cannot back down.

Mosquito and the others looked back at Zhang Beixing firmly and answered in unison:
"Ready."

Upon hearing the answer, Zhang Beixing turned around swiftly and kicked the door that concealed so many secrets.

Knowing that the door might not be easy to open, Zhang Beixing used all his strength in this kick, sparing no effort, in order to get it open in one go.

With a power comparable to Captain America's full-force kick, it easily sent the door, which even the owner of the Six Roses would have difficulty opening, flying straight out.

With a loud "bang," the floor-to-ceiling door stirred up a huge wave inside.

Behind the door was a vast space. Standing beneath it, the mosquito felt as if it were standing inside an ancient Chinese structure called a pagoda.

Although it was magnified several times, I still recognized it at a glance—luckily, I had personally visited a tower-like structure when I went to China.

The mosquito proudly introduced itself to everyone:

"Isn't this the Tower of China?"

The mosquito's reminder instantly snapped Zhang Beixing out of his daze.

From the wooden doors full of ancient Chinese style at the beginning to the tower-shaped main building now, what is the connection between this place and China?
All you see here are people in white protective suits, busily working on every floor, as if they don't even see us.

Holding test tubes filled with liquids of different colors, they ran briskly to test or add something to them.

only……

The moment they kicked the door open, it caused a small commotion on the first floor. They were caught off guard by the sudden destruction and didn't know what to do.

They whispered around the door for a while, and one of them blew on something.

A piercing sound emanated from the entire tower, and because of the tower's echoing, the sound took a long time to disappear.

Soon a figure dressed in red appeared.

A stunningly beautiful young woman with fair skin, a perfect figure, and an irresistible charm, walked step by step towards Zhang Beixing and his group, ascending the steps that seemed to appear out of thin air.

The woman in red chuckled twice, then pointed with her slender, white finger at Mosquito and the others behind Zhang Beixing, and said:
"I already kindly let you four half-finished products go before, so why did you show up in front of me again with those ugly flowers?"

Her voice, like her personality, was incredibly alluring.

Mosquito and Andy, their eyes filled with fear, hid behind Zhang Beixing—this woman was a bit scary.

After saying that, she stopped moving and stared intently at Zhang Beixing, looking as if she were about to bite off a piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh.

Zhang Beixing felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze and asked:
"Are you the one in control here? Did you orchestrate all of this?"

Upon hearing Zhang Beixing speak, the woman in red stepped forward, touched Zhang Beixing's forehead through the void, and instead of answering, asked:

"You're the one who summoned me, how about we make a deal?"

After being touched by the woman from a distance, Zhang Beixing felt a slight tremor in his internal system, which greatly shocked him.

Since its inception, the system has remained firmly rooted in my mind and has never fluctuated due to any external reason. Just who is this woman in red?
Seeing Zhang Beixing's wary expression, the woman in red smiled and touched her earring.

"Then, let me show you my sincerity first."

After he finished speaking, eight people in protective suits appeared in front of Zhang Beixing and his group, carrying two boxes that were almost as tall as a person.

After carefully placing the box down, he turned around and opened the lid so that Zhang Beixing and the others could see the contents at a glance.

"hiss."

Upon seeing what was inside the box, Mosquito and the others gasped in shock.

One box was filled with test tubes containing colorless liquid, and another box was filled with test tubes containing purple liquid, both were completely full.

"The colorless one is the antidote to the gene-editing drug, the purple one..."

Andy spoke up, clearly knowing what the purple thing was, but he was too shocked to finish his sentence.

"It's a gene serum for six roses."

The woman in red answered, then said sweetly:
"How about it? Tempted? As long as you bring back these potions, you can create thousands of superheroes for your China. I've always admired your China."

Zhang Beixing looked at her black hair and black eyes and responded:
What do you want?

The woman in red, with an expression that said, "I knew this would happen," gradually approached Zhang Beixing.

"This woman gives off a very unsettling vibe. We don't even know what kind of monster she is. Brother Beixing, be careful."

Kiko whispered a reminder to Zhang Beixing from behind.

Zhang Beixing smiled, revealing his bright white teeth:
"You all step back, I'm about to discuss a big business deal."

Upon hearing this, Mosquito and the others quickly retreated, sensing that Zhang Beixing was about to do something big.

In the blink of an eye, the woman in red had already stepped in front of Zhang Beixing, slightly raised her hand, and her jade-like fingers were about to lightly touch Zhang Beixing's brow.

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Beixing's eyes, and a silver-white scalpel suddenly appeared in his hand, which he slashed directly at the woman in red.

The woman in red retreated instantly!

Zhang Beixing took a step forward, the scalpel continuing to slice towards his throat—

The woman in red groaned and placed one hand against her throat.

Seeing that his attack had been blocked, Zhang Beixing raised an eyebrow as expected and even whistled leisurely at the woman in red.

On the surface, they were all friendly, but their strength was anything but. (End of Chapter)