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When the black umbrella opened, the purple smoke in the laboratory seemed to come alive, desperately trying to escape through the umbrella's surface.

The tip of the black umbrella pierced Li Haotian's eyeball, accompanied by a whistling sound that stirred the air.

Li Haotian dodged to the side, swinging the long sword in his hand horizontally.

He suddenly opened his mouth, his teeth biting down hard on the cold blade.

The movement was as fast as lightning; his hands were free, and golden-red flames emerged from his fingertips.

He lunged forward, his hands precisely gripping the edge of the black umbrella.

The fabric on the umbrella was as slippery as snakeskin. Li Haotian exerted force with both hands, and the golden flames between his fingers burned along the umbrella ribs.

With a "sizzle," the umbrella was burned with a hole the size of a washbasin.

The golden-red flames, like a swarm of starving ants, quickly crawled onto the other person's arm.

The man with the black umbrella let out a low groan, and his right hand suddenly pulled back, causing the umbrella handle to slip from his grasp.

Li Haotian kicked the umbrella handle with a flying kick, and the broken umbrella spun and flew into the nutrient pool next to it.

He spat out the long knife from his mouth, caught it with his backhand, and pointed the tip of the knife at the black-umbrella man's nose.

"That's it? I thought Old Man Han had invited some kind of deity."

Li Haotian wiped the purple blood from his chin, his eyes full of mockery.

"Your skills wouldn't even rank among the top square-dancing grandmas. You should go back to breastfeeding as soon as possible."

The black-umbrella-wearing man's pale green eyes flickered in the shadows, his chest heaving violently.

"Li Haotian, do you really think you can get out of here just because you're strong?"

The man with the black umbrella's voice changed, revealing a hysterical anger.

He clasped his hands together abruptly, and the surrounding purple mist suddenly began to churn wildly.

A series of eerie grinding sounds came from the mist, and dozens of purple shadows emerged from the smoke.

These shadows all looked exactly alike, each carrying a long black sword formed from condensed mist.

Dozens of murderous auras locked Li Haotian in place, and the surrounding air was as cold as if it had frozen.

"I stopped playing these kinds of tricks when I was three years old."

Li Haotian sheathed the long sword behind his back and slowly closed his eyes.

His breathing became extremely slow, and the golden light from his heart traveled through his blood vessels to his ear canals.

The buzzing in the laboratory disappeared, leaving only the faint sound of dozens of shadows cutting through the air.

The leftmost step was a little heavier, kicking up a bit of dust when it landed.

Li Haotian suddenly ducked, dodging three purple blades that were about to strike him.

He stepped on the broken tiles, and like a fully drawn cannonball, he shot straight ahead.

"Found you, old tortoise."

Li Haotian ignored the illusory shadows and stomped his feet heavily on the ground.

He tilted his shoulder slightly, concentrating all his strength on his right shoulder.

This is an extremely standard and fierce "mountain-sticking" stance.

Before the black-umbrella figure could disperse, Li Haotian bumped into him.

The crisp sound of bones breaking was particularly jarring in the confined space.

The man with the black umbrella was sent flying and crashed heavily into the beating black heart behind him.

"Bang!"

The black heart was shattered by the impact, and the outer purple membrane burst open.

Large swathes of viscous purple liquid cascaded down the black-umbrella-wielding man's head like a waterfall, emitting a foul stench.

Li Haotian rushed forward and slashed the gap open with the bronze dagger.

He thought he would see Lin Mo, and reached in and rummaged around for a long time, but instead touched something hard.

As the liquid receded, only a crumpled little piece of paper remained deep within his heart.

Li Haotian tore open the note, on which three large, crooked characters were written: "You are a pig."

Next to those three words was a simple pig's head drawn in red pen, grinning at him.

"Han Dehai, I'll fuck your grandpa."

Li Haotian crumpled the note into a ball, and the golden flame in his palm burned it to ashes.

A sharp laugh suddenly came from a corner of the laboratory; it was a pre-recorded electronic voice.

"Li Haotian, seeing your brain-dead state, I really feel sorry for your father."

Han Dehai's voice echoed across the rooftop through several hidden speakers.

"While you were playing in the mud here, what I wanted had already left the city."

The black-umbrella-wielding man's body slowly dissolved in the purple liquid, eventually turning into a wisp of smoke.

This is clearly another clever decoy, or rather, some kind of mirror projection.

Ignoring the vanished afterimage, Li Haotian turned abruptly and charged towards Su Wan.

Su Wan was still hanging on that machine, and the purple veins on her face had climbed up to her forehead.

"Boss... don't worry about me... hurry and chase after them..."

Su Wan's lips moved slightly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Li Haotian remained silent, and a dense golden light condensed in his right palm.

He slammed his fist down on the complex machine behind Su Wan with all his might.

"Cut it off!"

The raging flames poured into the metal casing, and electrical sparks crackled and exploded.

The purple tubes inserted into Su Wan's spine were forcibly burned into charred fragments by the golden flames.

A piercing scream emanated from the tubes, as if the tubes were alive.

Li Haotian picked up Su Wan and casually ripped the gag off her mouth.

Su Wan's body went limp, and she nestled into Li Haotian's arms.

Her white coat was tattered, and there was something bulging in her pocket.

Li Haotian looked down and reached into her pocket, pulling out half a half-eaten compressed biscuit.

The biscuit wrappers were still stained with blood and had been crushed into pieces.

Su Wan opened her eyes, stared at the cookie for two seconds, and forced a bitter laugh.

"I was planning to save it... for a late-night snack... but before I could even eat it... it ended up in their hands."

Li Haotian stuffed the half-eaten cookie back into her hand and tightly wrapped his right arm around her waist.

"Save your life, and I'll take you to a real feast."

A loud rumbling sound came from the ceiling above the laboratory.

The red warning lights turned a deathly gray at that moment.

"The exit... is on the left... behind that ventilation vent..."

Su Wan pointed to the corner of the wall, where her prosthetic limb emitted a piercing electrical interference sound.

Li Haotian, holding her in his arms, leaped away before the thick purple fog could rise again.

His boots sizzled and corroded as they stepped on the purple slime.

"Lin Mo was taken out of the city by them; I can sense the coordinates."

Li Haotian placed Su Wan under the vent and removed the heavy alloy grille with one hand.

Su Wan wiped the blood from the corner of her eye and quickly tapped the terminal on her arm with both hands.

"Boss, the signal is coming from the container terminal in the northern suburbs."

"There are their evacuation ships over there, and... a lot of mirror reactions."

Li Haotian nodded and carried Su Wan on his back.

He used his belt to restrain Su Wan, his eyes as cold as iron.

"If they want to go to sea, they'll have to ask my knife if it will allow it."

He crawled into the narrow pipe through the vent; the night outside was already pitch black.

In the distance, on the horizon of Donghai City, purple beams of light had already formed a continuous line.

Screams from the street carried on the wind, and the thick smell of blood fermented in the air.

Li Haotian climbed to the top of the pipe and looked at the lights of the dock in the distance.

He felt the golden seed in his heart vibrating wildly, a yearning for the enemy.

"These bastards, none of them will live today."

Li Haotian took out the last piece of purple beacon fragment from his pocket and casually threw it on the ground.

He took Su Wan and jumped off the top of the 30-meter-high ventilation tower.

The wind whistled past his ears, and the bronze dagger in Li Haotian's hand emitted a dazzling light.

In the direction of the dock, several huge cargo ships were slowly raising their anchor, black smoke rising into the clouds.

And deep within that mist, yet another terrifying shadow is slowly emerging.

The shadow was terrifyingly tall, looking down at the fleeing crowd.

"Han Dehai, you don't have a chance this time."

Li Haotian landed on the ground, smashing a hole in the concrete beneath his feet.

He glanced at the dock again, where a black ship was slowly leaving the port.

That was the target he had to intercept.

He gritted his teeth and, carrying the heavily injured Su Wan, ran towards that deadly place.

Hook: Who was on that black ship leaving port? Is the huge shadow that appeared at the dock a new mutated creature? How long can the purple virus in Su Wan's body be suppressed?