Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 430 The Chen family must be wiped out; there is no other way!
Inside the research institute building, alarms blared, and a flurry of footsteps rushed in from all directions. A dozen fully armed security guards, armed with specially modified blast-proof equipment, quickly formed a perimeter.

The research institute not only has six strong security guards at the gate, but also patrol teams of three to five that patrol the institute non-stop.

Zhou Minhao flexed his wrists, his eyes gleaming with eagerness, and volunteered, "Mingfei, you go inside and enjoy the air conditioning. I'll take care of these minor roles."

He knew that if a major battle broke out later, he might not be of much help, but he would be more than capable of dealing with these minor characters.

Lu Mingfei nodded slightly, which could be considered as tacit approval.

The dozen or so burly security guards were enraged when they saw this man, who looked like a pretty boy celebrity, acting so arrogantly and actually preparing to take on ten of them by himself.

"You think you're Ip Man, trying to take on ten of us?!"

"Brothers, grab your weapons and charge! There's no need to talk about chivalry with these bastards with this kind of equipment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of security guards rushed forward with a roar, just like when they saw Stephen Chow standing shoulder to shoulder with the Shaolin Eighteen Bronze Men after he angered the abbot.

However, they were ultimately just a group of well-trained ordinary people. Even though they were all skilled at taking on three opponents at once, they were no match for the powerful hybrid warriors.

Zhou Minhao was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, his punches and kicks swift and powerful.

His movements were clean and swift, each punch hitting vital points precisely, yet he controlled the force just right, only temporarily incapacitating the security guards.

After all, they are just ordinary people who earn a living; there's no need to go to extremes.

If something really happens, he'll have to pay a huge sum of money.

One by one, the security guards fell to the ground. Zhou Minhao strolled leisurely through the crowd, occasionally throwing a few stools at him in an attempt to ambush them, only to be knocked out with a single punch.

In less than two minutes, all the security guards were lying on the ground groaning.

"Ouch, my elbow!"

"Ouch, my herniated disc!"

"Oh dear, my corrugated cap!"

"Ah—my corpus cavernosum!"

"Aaaaaaaah, my lone, solitary wanderer!"

There are so many dramas!
Zhou Minhao suspected that these security guards were all from Tianjin.

"Not bad." Lu Mingfei affirmed, then strode towards the main building of the research institute.

Zhou Minhao wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, a smug smile on his face, and followed them into the main building.

There was no one at the front desk. Lu Mingfei didn't even need to ask; the snakes had already emerged from his mental realm and crawled all over the entire building.

I walked through the lobby and came to the elevator. The elevator doors opened just then, and inside stood a beautiful woman in a suit and skirt.

She has a great figure, a cold demeanor, and striking features. Although she wasn't wearing an employee badge, she looked like the kind of person who works as a dean's secretary.

The woman pushed up her glasses, frowned, and looked at the two of them: "Who are you?"

Zhou Minhao couldn't help but laugh. The alarm had been going off for so long, what were you pretending for?

Without Lu Mingfei even giving any instructions, he grabbed the woman by the collar and threw her out without saying a word.

After closing the elevator doors, he snorted at the woman, whose face was filled with disbelief and a hint of grievance, "Uninvited guest!"

Looking at Zhou Minhao, Lu Mingfei felt that this guy truly deserved to be called a Sigma man, he was awesome.

The elevator only showed that it went up to the second basement level, but Lu Mingfei knew that the second basement level was just the limit of this elevator, not the limit of this building.

The elevator doors opened, and Zhou Minhao shook his shoulders a couple of times to warm up, preparing for a thrilling battle, but unexpectedly a hand pressed down on his shoulder, rendering him unable to move.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Lu Mingfei close the elevator door again and lightly tap the door with his toes.

"boom!"

In an instant, the elevator car seemed to break free from the program's control and slid all the way to the bottom of the elevator shaft at the same speed as normal operation, but the display screen kept showing error messages. Clearly, this was not the elevator to the kindergarten.

After descending more than 20 meters, the elevator stopped on the fifth underground floor. After the doors opened, there was a wall made of reinforced concrete.

Zhou Minhao stared at the wall, blinked twice, and looked down at his fist, seemingly wondering if his fiery fist could break through the wall.

If we unleash our full power, it shouldn't be a problem.

The problem is that if this punch lands, the entire elevator shaft might explode.

Before he could make a decision, he saw Lu Mingfei raise his hand and lightly tap the concrete wall:
"Open Sesame."

As soon as he finished speaking, the airtight wall in front of him instantly collapsed, and the steel bars and inner steel plates inside made a teeth-grinding creaking sound.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the exit, perfectly aligned with the elevator door, appeared before Zhou Minhao.

Before the astonishment in his eyes could fade, a strong smell of disinfectant, chemical reagents, and a faint, inhuman stench hit him, almost knocking him over.

He couldn't help but frown, and when he looked up, the sight he saw almost froze his blood.

This is a huge, unimaginably bright underground space, divided into countless transparent isolation rooms.

Each isolation room contained creatures of different forms, some of which still barely retained their human shape, but had grown scales and bone spurs on their bodies.

Some of them turned into completely twisted monsters, frantically slamming against reinforced glass in the confined space, their crimson-gold eyes devoid of reason, filled only with utter madness.

What's even more chilling is that in the central area of ​​the underground space, there are rows of culture chambers, filled with all sorts of indescribable biological tissues.

Some are underdeveloped Deadpool embryos, some are human-Deadpool hybrids with visible human structures, and some are even deformed variants that seem to be pieced together from the limbs of various organisms.

Even more appalling, some of the incubation chambers contained living fetuses, which, or rather, already showed obvious dinosaur-like characteristics, were wriggling helplessly in the nutrient solution.

“This…this is…” Zhou Minhao’s voice trembled with anger, his golden eyes ignited uncontrollably, burning with intense golden light as if to burn all the filth before him to ashes.

Lu Mingfei did not answer, but simply stepped out of the elevator, his eyes as cold as knives.

In the distance, in what appears to be the testing or observation area, several researchers in white lab coats are hurriedly destroying documents and transferring and destroying computer data.

Others, dressed in protective suits, were injecting unidentified drugs into the culture chambers. The writhing creatures inside convulsed violently under the influence of the drugs and then quickly lost their life signs.

Further away, perhaps at the duct connecting the isolation ward to the ventilation shaft, several people wearing hazmat suits and gas masks were pouring some kind of agent into it. Soon, thick white smoke filled the nearest isolation ward, and Deadpool, who was violently slamming against the wall, began to convulse violently the moment he inhaled it.

Deeper inside the isolation chamber, the experimental subjects, still in human form, saw this scene. Their numb eyes showed no fear, only a hint of relief that they had finally waited for today.

Clearly, the head of the research institute already knew who the intruders were, and the intruders were absolutely certain that their disguise on the upper levels of the experimental base could not fool them tonight. They immediately notified their subordinates to destroy all witnesses and evidence.

The commotion caused by Lu Mingfei forcibly creating an exit had attracted the attention of a researcher who appeared to be a supervisor. He activated his golden eyes, pointed a gun at the two men, and demanded sharply:
"Who are you?"

"I am your father!"

Before Lu Mingfei could even speak, Zhou Minhao, whose eyes were blazing and hands were flaming, rushed out in a rage and used his Flame Fist on the researcher who was brandishing a gun as a warning!
Enraged, Zhou Minhao unleashed his full power. His iron fist, engulfed in flames, drew a long line of fire and slammed heavily into the researcher's face before the researcher could pull the trigger.

"boom!"

The punch, delivered with venom, landed squarely on the nose, sending the gunman flying backward.

The man was in mid-air, blood gushing out, his nose crooked to one side, as if a sauce shop had been opened, with sour, salty, and spicy sauces all rolling out at once.

In the distance, fully armed base guards quickly arrived. These were all hybrids with ignited golden eyes, and they raised their guns to aim at the two uninvited guests who had forced their way into the research institute.

The laser sight activated, and Zhou Minhao was instantly marked with over a dozen red dots on his vitals. But he remained completely calm, merely squinting at them, or rather, at the man they were surrounding in the center.

He was a young man dressed in an expensive suit, with a pale face. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Chen Motong's. It was no surprise that he was one of the eldest sons of the Chen family head, who was already capable of standing on his own and sharing his father's burdens.

The eldest son of the Chen family didn't even glance at Zhou Minhao, who could be torn apart by bullets at any moment. Instead, his gaze passed over Zhou Minhao and fell upon Lu Mingfei, who was strolling out from behind him. His expression was utterly calm, and he stood with his hands behind his back.

"Lu Mingfei, I have long admired your name. May I ask what brings you here tonight?"

Lu Mingfei ignored him completely, his gaze sweeping over the imprisoned experimental subjects before finally settling on a Deadpool fetus that had just been injected with a lethal drug.

The fetus had a higher degree of dragonification and was more resilient. It was still convulsing, its tiny claws weakly pounding against the glass wall of the incubation chamber, and the light in its golden eyes dimmed rapidly, like a candle flame being extinguished.

At that moment, the guard, who already knew of the formidable reputation of this strongest dragon slayer, noticed a change in Lu Mingfei's expression.

If before it was merely scrutiny, now it's a palpable killing intent.

"I've changed my mind," Lu Mingfei said softly, his voice not loud, but it made the temperature in the entire space drop sharply.
"As expected, scum like you are just wasting air by living."

Chen Jiahao's eldest son's expression changed drastically. The composure he had just feigned vanished, and he hurriedly retreated, shouting, "Stop him!"

His guards simultaneously pulled the triggers, chanting dragon-script incantations as various spell domains were unleashed.

Without any egg drop soup, Zhou Minhao was the first to be hit. He clenched his fists, ready to unleash a furious roar and melt away the incoming bullets with extreme heat.

But before he could open his mouth, a clear, youthful voice rang out from behind him:
"Your Majesty!"

These two simple words seem to evoke the power of antiquity.

A terrifying aura spread out from him, enveloping the vast space, and the immense pressure of the Word of Power and Royal Authority descended upon him.

Chen Jiahao's eldest son and the guards who were delusional enough to fight against the monster with their mortal bodies all knelt down on both knees, their knees hitting the hard ground with a sickening cracking sound.

The researchers were all crushed to the ground, and some even fainted from the sudden, terrifying pressure after hitting their heads on the ground.

The only ones unaffected were the imprisoned, still rational hybrid experimental subjects.

They stared blankly at everything before them, and for the first time, a faint light appeared in their long-numbed eyes.

Lu Mingfei didn't even look at the people kneeling on the ground, and said to Zhou Minhao, "Go and release those who can still be saved."

Zhou Minhao had faced the terrifying, abyss-like dragon spirits inside the Dragon Severing Platform, but compared to the powerful "domain" that Lu Mingfei unleashed at this moment, those life-giving creatures were like mayflies gazing at the blue sky.

Even though he wasn't the target, he could still feel the suffocating pressure.

He nodded quickly, ran over, and used his Flame Fist to open each of the isolation rooms.

Most of the hybrid test subjects were too weak to move on their own, and some had even inhaled inactivating agents and were on the verge of death. Even though the door was open, they were powerless to embrace the long-awaited freedom.

Zhou Minhao had no choice but to hold his breath and rush in to bring the person out.

Lu Mingfei, with a slight twitch of his fingers, caused the four steel supports in the distance to detach with a crash, piercing directly into the shoulders and hips of Chen Jiahao's eldest son, forcibly lifting him up to face the enraged king.

Chen Jiahao's eldest son was forced to raise his head. Before he could even beg for mercy, he saw a pair of rotating golden eyes. Instantly, his consciousness was drawn into a dark, gloomy space that reeked of a strong stench.

This is a room filled with all sorts of tools. Rust covers the iron operating table, sharp knives gleam coldly, dried, blackened bloodstains are hidden in the teeth of the bone-cutting gears, and iron hooks hang from the ceiling, swaying in mid-air.

The thick, pungent smell of blood lingered in the air. This was no house; it was clearly a slaughterhouse where countless lives had been annihilated.

This is Herzog's Dead Servants' Dissection Room.

Compared to the clean and tidy research base, this place has no regard for sterility or dust-free conditions; it's just a simple, brutal, and bloody combination of Russian and German styles.

Meanwhile, Chen Jiahao's eldest son was locked on the dissection table, watching helplessly as a tall figure emerged from the darkness wielding a vertical saw. Under the light, the face of his most beloved father was revealed.

Words of Power: The Realm of Man!
Chen Jiahao's eldest son's pupils suddenly dilated, and his body, pierced by the steel frame, began to convulse violently, as if he were experiencing the most extreme horror in the world.

In the illusion created by Senro, he personally experienced all the suffering endured by those experimental subjects: being imprisoned, dissected, injected with drugs, and watching helplessly as his own body underwent horrific mutations...

All of this was given to him by his most beloved father.

"No! Father! Please!"

"Ah! No! Not there!"

Chen Jiahao's eldest son roared wildly, saliva mixed with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Under Senluo's torment, his mind completely collapsed, and he confessed everything as if spilling beans.

This research institute is just the tip of the iceberg of the Chen family's secret research, which mainly focuses on the special breeding and domestication of Dead Servants.

Tonight, among the research institutes targeted by Lu Mingfei, one focuses on hybridization experiments between mixed-race individuals and Deadpools, while the other is dedicated to cultivating new bloodlines for the Chen family patriarch, which involves artificial reproduction using genetic technology, commonly known as surrogacy.

Lu Mingfei took a few documents that hadn't been destroyed yet, glanced at them briefly, and found that many of them were consistent with Herzog's research ideas.

They then pressed further, asking who was leading the Chen family's research and whether it was related to a Russian named Bondarev.

But this was clearly not a secret that Chen's eldest son could access; the only answer was ignorance.

Disappointed, Lu Mingfei let go, and Chen Jiahao's eldest son, under the influence of the Word of Power: Royal Authority, crashed to the ground again, letting out a painful groan.

But this was just a subconscious physical action; he was already limp on the ground like a lump of mud, his eyes vacant, clearly on the verge of a complete mental breakdown.

Behind him, the guards and researchers had already succumbed to the exponentially increasing pressure exerted on them and passed out.

Just as Lu Mingfei finished interrogating them for information, Zhou Minhao had already rescued all the hybrid test subjects.

These hybrid experimental subjects included men, women, and children of all ages, and most of them were in critical condition, with their pupils already dilating and their lives hanging by a thread.

“Mingfei, they…” Zhou Minhao looked at Lu Mingfei, hesitating to speak.

He knew that Lu Mingfei had the ability to bring the dead back to life, but that was clearly not a reason for moral blackmail, and he had no right or qualification to tell Lu Mingfei what to do.

Everything depends entirely on Lu Mingfei himself.

Lu Mingfei is a man who does everything from showing off and slapping people in the face to murder, arson, and dragon slaying, but he is a good person.

Therefore, looking at the half-bloods who were on the verge of death after inhaling the drug, he frowned slightly and gave the order:
"You are not allowed to die."

These three simple words seem to possess a magical power to reverse life and death.

The moment the words fell, the dying hybrids seemed to be injected with a powerful stimulant. An incomparably strong life force was forcibly poured into their broken bodies, and they began to breathe heavily. Their wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhou Minhao stared in disbelief at all of this, which was completely beyond his understanding of the power of words.

However, when you think that Lu Mingfei was the one who created this miracle, it doesn't seem so hard to accept.

In no time, all the mixed-race individuals, whose life force was on the verge of extinction, regained their vitality. Looking incredulously at their renewed bodies, their previously despairing and even numb eyes gradually regained hope, and they looked at Lu Mingfei, who had saved them from their dire situation, with tears in their eyes.

Lu Mingfei did not accept their thanks. He simply pointed to the researchers and guards on the ground who were either putting up a stubborn resistance or unconscious, indicating that they should seek revenge or vent their grievances.

Having been granted permission to take revenge, the half-breed, filled with resentment and unwillingness, transformed from the experimental subject into an avenger, repaying the pain and torment he had suffered in the past to these demons and their accomplices!

In an instant, the pristine, clean experimental base was filled with screams and the sounds of flesh being torn apart.

Zhou Minhao watched all this and fell into a long silence.

He thought tonight was the first shot fired against the Chen family, never expecting to see such a cruel and bloody scene. He also never imagined that with the rules set by the mixed-blood ancient clan, someone would dare to commit such an immoral and unethical act in private.

As expected, the Chen family must be eliminated; there's no other way!

(End of this chapter)