CHAPTER 383: CHAPTER 381: I JUST WANT TO BE A GOOD PERSON

"Moo——"

The bison, crashing through walls along the way, leapt over a hundred-meter lake, landing heavily at the School of Animal Science, its hooves covered in mud, not daring to stop, plowing through the grass like an excavator.

"Here!"

The bison toppled the Cullinan blocking the road with its head, stopped in front of Master Fox, and stood at attention. But when it saw Master Fox wielding two large hammers, it felt a bit guilty.

Master Fox’s hammer hurts the bison a lot...

If it hadn’t fainted quickly last time, it might have been hammered into beef balls by Master Fox.

"Turn right and keep charging forward! I need to go back and fry some scorpion essence!"

Master Fox stepped onto the bison’s shoulder from the pickup truck, holding onto the beast’s back with its claws, raising the hammers high.

"Moo!"

The bison’s hooves sank slightly, but knowing Master Fox didn’t intend to make beef balls, it charged full-speed toward the dormitory area, with Master Fox’s hammers resting on its head as they crashed back into the Agricultural Research Institute.

"Master Fox is so healthy!"

Lin Bingyun recorded the entire process of Master Fox transforming into a bison knight with her phone.

She sent the video to Lin Ying, then typed out a message:

[Miss, we have identified a female member of the Meredici Family here in Chang’an, appearance 19–23 years old.]

Less than twenty seconds later, Lin Ying replied.

[Send her to Treasure Island and transfer her to America; we should not get involved in these matters to avoid gossip.]

[Understood.]

Although Lin Ying didn’t specify how to handle it, Lin Bingyun already knew.

It’d be no more than taking that woman’s photo and sending it to the Meredici Family demanding compensation.

No compensation, no problem.

An aristocratic girl newly debuted can still embarrass them.

Joking aside, real solid 3 billion dollars is no financial game. Even 100 million dollars in cash is enough to inspire murderous thoughts. With 3 billion dollars of failed investment and subsequent losses, the Lin family had long viewed the Meredici Family as a thorn in their side.

It was an investment in a medical group to build a new drug research institute in Bharata, saving on significant R&D expenses during the testing phase. However, the entire fund for land acquisition, greasing palms, and lab equipment was swallowed.

The Meredici Family used political means to swallow all the Lin family’s investments.

Shooting them all in the street worked decades ago but isn’t effective now.

Usually, it’s about killing one when you see one. Try to handle matters quietly without causing public uproar affecting the group’s reputation and stock price. If not for such considerations, they’d have driven a tanker into the estate at night.

...

"Our oxcart has no plates; just roll over it!"

Master Fox tapped the bison’s spine with his foot, and though pained, the bison felt its anger rising and compounding, but didn’t dare speak out against Master Fox, channeling its energy into its feet instead.

"Moo——"

With two large hammers blocking the way, the bison charged into the group of Scorpion Men, each formidable and armored like steel, sent flying in every direction.

"!?"

Bianchi’s eyes widened, feeling trouble, hurriedly praying to Jesus’ mother in his heart.

"Damn! Lamborghini charge!"

Watching Master Fox charge on the bison, the Golden Leopard among the Scorpion Men couldn’t help but mutter. Seeing the Golden Leopard hesitate, the Scorpion Men quickly waved their tail stingers.

But they were too slow, seeming like slow motion to the Golden Leopard.

The Golden Leopard’s muscles rippled, pinning the whole Scorpion Man to the asphalt, ripping its tail off.

"Land curling——"

After one round of charging, with a squeeze from Master Fox’s legs, the bison understood as if telepathic, maintaining a speed of 80 or 90 kilometers per hour, crashing into the remaining Scorpion Men.

Standing on the bison, Master Fox swung hammers left and right at the Scorpion Men along the way, the crisp sound of skulls shattering continuously echoed.

The Scorpion Men hit by Master Fox’s heavy hammer, at the very least, spun midair, flying over a hundred meters high, landing heavily and sliding dozens of meters.

Where Master Fox passed, Scorpion Men lay scattered, on trees, in lakes, dug into the ground or launched as astronauts.

"Boom——"

Amid a drizzle of Scorpion Men, Master Fox surveyed the surroundings, puffed his chest, and let his arms fall to the sides, slamming the enormous hammers onto the ground, causing a tremor as if hammering his enemies’ hearts.

"You over there at the door, come here!"

Addressing the laboratory building, the Scorpion Man who had run inside the staircase naturally squatted at the base, hands on its head, with an awkward smile on its face.

"Master Fox... please don’t hit me, I’m from Xia Country."

"Summer my ass, clearly a Japan native." Master Fox cursed without further attention, shifting his gaze to the white werewolf.

The macaque in the hallway raised its gun stock toward the self-claimed Xia Country Scorpion Man, smacking its mouth, then gripping the barrel, knocking the stock against its knees.

But the macaque lacked force, unable to cause actual harm to the Scorpion Man.

Both stared silently at each other.

"Put some force in it, knock me out!"

"Squeak....."

......

"......."

The dire wolf, covered in chemical glue, seeing the Scorpion Men mostly depleted, yet unable to break through the Security Bureau’s defenses, fell silent.

Tonight’s situation.

Far exceeded Bianchi’s expectations, as weapons not meant against humans and assorted high-tech nearly knocked him out.

To them, he didn’t even seem human.

But...

The strategic target was barely met.

"Puhaha——"

"From your strength, I can tell you must be crucial to the Security Bureau!"

"Although we didn’t catch the commander, having you should be just as effective."

Bianchi laughed; his actual objective wasn’t the lab all along but seizing a valuable bargaining chip.

Targeting city management would provoke military response, leading to bombardments.

The ideal target, the Security Bureau’s elite.

Bianchi waited for a chance, hoping the bureau’s elite would approach him, who appeared weak.

"Crack——"

Bianchi squeezed the injector in his hand, injecting all its contents into himself. His werewolf figure, nearing two meters tall, continued rising with the injection.

His form grew, fur turning from white to brown, sabertoothed fangs sprouting from his jaws, muscles on his chest swelling and covered in black armor.

In his new state, Bianchi’s mammoth-like face showed ecstasy, looking at his muscular, black-tipped clawed hands, faintly saying:

"Unlike those Scorpion Men, my injected genome was extracted and mutation-induced from theirs. My claws can shred anything, and my physique is unmatched..."

"I just want to escape, not commit evil, nor do I wish to be your enemy. Can you give me a chance?"

Bianchi brushed off the glue, confidently looking at Master Fox five meters away.

"You have quite the imagination...."

"But unfortunately, I’m just an albino red fox living on campus freeloading. Not any Security Bureau chief or employee, just coincidentally more capable...."

Master Fox laughed, activating the button on the New Energy Warhammer. The hammer’s core expanded and contracted, igniting fiercely like the sun, illuminating all around.

"The fox is right! Our Security Bureau leaders are all on the rooftop having a barbecue!" Li Wenkang, sensing Bianchi held slivers of hope, used the school broadcast to address him:

"We rarely engage directly, preferring heavy firepower and robot sweeps before moving in, otherwise, my robots are a waste!"

"That fox lives in the back mountain; you trampled his turf so he hammered you."

"See that hammer? It’s the coins I dropped when he hammered me!"

"F**k you!"

Bianchi immediately broke down.