CHAPTER 89: CHAPTER 32: FIGHT 2

They could only pray for the police to arrive quickly.

If Su Xiaocai died, it would be their turn next.

To outsiders, the fight seemed extremely fierce, but both combatants knew this battle wouldn’t last long.

With each exchange, the Insect Man would lose a bit more of its body parts.

The more they fought, the more alarmed the Insect Man became, unable to maintain calm and retreating step by step.

It suspected Su Xiaocai wasn’t human, but an Insect Race like it.

If things continued like this, it would die.

Knowing it couldn’t win, the insect no longer lingered in the fight, using its last remaining tentacle to pull a signboard to block Su Xiaocai’s path and turned to flee.

Su Xiaocai wouldn’t let it get away; she had fought so long without dealing a fatal blow just to ask it some questions.

She picked up a metal rod torn off by the Insect Man, one end was sharp.

She fiercely threw it at the back of the Insect Man, the metal rod pierced its thigh, causing it to lose balance and crash into a table in the middle of the street.

Su Xiaocai casually grabbed a broken wooden stick, using both hands to force it into the Insect Man’s shoulder, but unfortunately, its body was too hard, only penetrating the skin.

The Insect Man sneered, "You think I’m really running away?"

The intact tentacle rose up, aiming at the back of Su Xiaocai’s head.

The tip leaked black liquid; just a drop would cause this human’s head to rot.

"Goodbye."

Before the Insect Man could finish its show-off, Su Xiaocai swung her knife back, cutting off the last tentacle.

She smiled innocently, "Did you forget I have weapons that can slice you into insect food."

With the knife held at its throat, Su Xiaocai stood over it, "What are you?"

This Insect Man was too weak, even worse than the weakest cowardly insect soldier.

The cowardly insect had no brains, yet its combat power was more than twice that of the Insect Man before her.

With just one encounter, Su Xiaocai knew it was nothing.

The Insect Man looked frightened, unwilling to speak. But with the knife pressed against its neck, a slight pull would mean instant death.

Su Xiaocai didn’t waste words; why was an Insect Man with such a high level of intelligence so weak?

In her past life, Insect Men with intelligence comparable to humans were all combat power top tiers, without exception.

She had to operate the most powerful Mecha to spar with them.

"Talk or not, I have no patience, killing you isn’t illegal."

"Don’t kill me, I’m not..." Its throat struggled to make a sound, it suddenly trembled all over, eyes bulging, the broken tentacle desperately trying to grasp something in the air.

With a shrill voice, it uttered its last sentence: "I am... help me..."

A sharp insect screech shattered a nearby glass table, then abruptly stopped.

Su Xiaocai furrowed her brows tightly, not turning her gaze away to prevent it from having a final burst of strength in a death struggle.

But ultimately, she overestimated the life force of this Insect Man, it died.

An unnatural death.

And before dying, it didn’t reveal any information, a wasted effort.

Su Xiaocai felt unsatisfied, kicking it, finding it limp and thoroughly dead.

The whole affair reeked of conspiracy.

Su Xiaocai couldn’t believe the Insect Man just died like that, she squatted down, turned over the body, tore open its clothes, pressing its belly, chest, carefully feeling the texture with her fingertips.

See how the Insect Man was disguised.

Having killed countless insects and humans, Su Xiaocai was familiar with the feel of the human skin it wore, it was genuine human skin.

Could it be that the Insect Race evolved into parasites? This was illogical, parasites, no matter how capable, could only control thoughts, unable to completely change a person’s genes.

The core beneath the human skin was a completely Insect Man’s body.

It was the first time Su Xiaocai had seen such a situation.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t perform the dissection herself, it seemed she needed to expand her connections and get in touch with people in the law enforcement system, having acquaintances would make things easier.

The onlookers trembled in fear, this woman wasn’t satisfied with just killing the insect, she was perverse enough to abuse the corpse, and seemed quite skilled at it, not like it was her first time.

Su Xiaocai didn’t notice anything amiss, she took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands and dialed Wu Qingqing’s phone.

"It’s taken care of, come over."

Wu Qingqing sprang up from the chair, telling the anxiously waiting Feng Wansha and others, "Caicai said she already killed the Insect Man, we can go over."

Hu Ping: "Then let’s hurry, I want to see a real Insect Man."

President Hu: "What nonsense are you spouting? You should be concerned about how the other person is doing? With such a straightforward nature, how will you chase girls in the future?"

Liu Xun and Pan Mingjie showed a face of disapproval, Hu Ping was the best at sweet talking, delighting the girls in their class.

Only President Hu considered Hu Ping direct.

The group quickly moved, jogging towards Su Xiaocai’s location.

Cough, cough, actually, they also wanted to see an Insect Man up close; once the police arrived, they’d set up a perimeter.