Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 391 390. Beware of those who break their promises under false pretenses! (rd update)
So-called respect usually depends on the knowledge, morality and social environment of both parties.

Some people do not deserve respect. For example, they possess knowledge that is beyond the reach of most people, but use it to help evil, or even think that what they are doing is just "ordinary" work.

The alarm was blaring, and Cypher stared at the guy who looked like a researcher, loading the magazine in his hand. Then, right in front of him, Cypher pulled out a dagger from his ribs.

The man's expression changed, and behind him, some equipment for storing fragile organs was ready next to the operating table.

But that was all. The other party looked at Sefer indifferently - all the glass here was not simple bulletproof glass. Even if it was hit by an armor-piercing rocket, it could not be penetrated as long as the caliber was not large.

Could this guy possibly blow it up with one punch? Impossible, absolutely impossible, even if the guy in front of him relied on a fusion engine to generate his punch, there was no such possibility.

Cypher couldn't do that, but he could do another thing.

He used a dagger to pry open the control panel of the door, ignoring the jumping sparks, and directly stabbed it into the complex pipes. As the cracking progressed, Cypher pulled out the dagger and the door slid open at the same time.

He walked directly into the room, and the few people who had just felt like they were behind the glass in the wild animal area of the zoo were all stunned.

"Good afternoon and good evening. Why, are you surprised?"

Seifer glanced at the few people who had temporarily stopped struggling because of his arrival, their eyes filled with disbelief and uncontrollable joy, and then continued:
"I have a little time. Please explain to me how you handle the goods?"

"Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can still spare your lives."

The man who looked like a researcher was terrified and had completely lost his composure - how does the saying go, through the glass, even the most ferocious animals are just animals.

But now, he must face this danger!

While asking, Seifer suddenly grabbed the scalpel with his backhand, and without caring how sharp it was, he directly grasped the thing that looked more like a butcher knife and broke it casually.

The man who sneaked up behind him felt his hands go empty. Before he could speak, the scalpel, along with the blade and handle, pierced his neck from trachea to esophagus.

He staggered and fell to the ground. The fatal wound did not damage any vital organs, so he had to slowly enjoy the process of blood continuously pouring into his lungs and finally choking to death.

Without caring about the horrific situation he had caused, the door that was locked again after Seifer came in had already decided for everyone present - someone suddenly had an idea and immediately rushed to the operating table where the four people were tied up.

This unreasonable guy who rushed in must have been trying to save these little devils. If he was threatened...

"Bang, bang"

If they knew that Cypher's body was essentially a killing machine, these people probably wouldn't have jumped to such a conclusion so rashly.

But there is no if. The guy who tried to threaten the hostages at the first moment was shot in the head one after another at such a close distance. Seifer specially picked the bullets to deal with armored units, and easily blew open the heads of several people.

Literally.

The girl who was tied to the bed and was already very gloomy, although she talked about using bombs every day, was stunned the moment she saw someone's head explode.

The four of them had special devices stuffed in their mouths to prevent their tongues from being bitten. The shots to their heads were too stimulating, but the only one who actually vomited out... was Xiaoxia, whose sense of crisis turned into a sense of security immediately.

She felt her stomach churning, and tried to tilt her head, but due to the restraints, she could only... well, let's talk about it later.

Ignoring the radiating tissue and blood as well as the bodies lying on the ground oozing blood, Seifer drove the remaining people to the door. Some people tried to open the door, but unfortunately they couldn't.

"So, back to the question, what are you going to do with my students? Looking at these instruments, are you planning on harvesting their organs for later use?" The researcher gritted his teeth. "I can... tell you what I know, but since you're their teacher, after I tell you... you have to let us go!"

"Okay, in the name of the Academy City Martial Arts Teacher, if you tell me what I want, I'll let you go."

The researcher relaxed a little after hearing the promise: "These little guys tried to come to our park to investigate the secrets of the entertainment company."

"The people above captured them and sent them down to us to pre-process them as normal cargo. In short, we took away anything valuable first, while ensuring they were alive."

"The brain tissue is then gradually removed and cultured for later use."

Cypher raised an eyebrow (active control). "You have such high-tech technology, and you use it for this? So what do you need brains for?"

The man hesitated for a moment, and the guy next to him, who was terrified of death, quickly came out to make amends: "I know, I know. Let me tell you, we use our brains to deal with these hard-to-sell goods..."

'Boom! '

He had just begun to speak, his face still showing the hope of survival, but a burst of brilliant electric sparks erupted from his chest and the back of his head at the same time.

Maintaining that expression, the man collapsed to the ground, completely dead.

"Hmm... anti-leakage mechanism, but I guessed that. Brains are only good for so much anyway, so you don't have to tell me."

Seifer clutched his gun, crossed his arms, and said, "They're probably just going to be used as wetware. After all, your autonomous combat machines are so weak, getting decimated by all sorts of independent mercenaries. At best, they can only bully those without robots."

This made the researcher unhappy. He suddenly glanced at the security team rushing in outside and said, "That's all I can tell you. Now, shouldn't you..."

He was hinting that he could release the person, and Seifer nodded, raised his hand to raise his gun, and pulled the trigger.

A few gunshots rang out, and several people except the researcher were killed on the spot. He shouted angrily: "Didn't you promise to let us go?"

Seifer tilted his head slightly. "Honestly, this isn't a society ruled by law. It relies on relationships between companies... and my commitment is as a teacher."

"But teaching is just my part-time job. My main job is an independent mercenary, my friend."

As he spoke of his friend, as the other man hysterically rushed forward to make a desperate (but futile) fight, the last bullet killed him on the spot.

After putting away the gun that was still steaming, Seifer turned his head and looked around on the operating table. All the restraints were released at the same time, and the craniotomy saws, probes and other things hanging over the heads of several people were finally retracted.

The moment he was released, the joy of surviving the disaster and the fear of the aftermath mixed together. The moment he saw Seifer's almost indifferent face...

Xiaoxia showed the kind of crying expression that only appeared after he raided the factory and pinned her to the ground and almost beat her up.

With that dirty shirt, the moment she pounced on him, Seifer subconsciously dodged and pointed to the clothes on the changing rack.

"Hurry up and change your clothes. We have to go back to the surface. There's something wrong with the sound in this underground space."

This is also what Xiang said. She said it felt like a strange sound like "the whole area was crawling."

Planning to have no evidence?
(End of this chapter)