"Bang!"
The biochemical muscle elder and 1 clashed together.
Both had ferocious expressions, returning to the most primal form of combat.
Grappling, roaring.
1's veins bulged all over his body, every muscle strained to the extreme.
At this moment, even if a steel knife were to strike him, it would undoubtedly shatter.
2 held an Eight-Cut Blade, moving back and forth, combining offense and defense, his movements short and dense.
A cold glint flashed, revealing its sharpness.
He used a unique footwork, engaging in close combat with the biochemical muscle researchers.
His sticky blade technique forcefully intercepted the researchers' movements.
What was unexpected was that 3, the shortest of them, fought with astonishing ferocity.
Hidden beneath his clothes were muscles like poured steel.
Every punch, every kick, was wide and sweeping.
Either a double peak through the ears or an elbow to the heart.
He wielded the extremely powerful Eight Extremities martial arts with mastery.
For a time, the Three Little Ones fought back and forth with six or seven researchers, not falling into a disadvantage.
Baozi Ge's gaze was calm, fixed on the glowing yellow earth dragon blood amber behind the operating table.
In the chaos, his presence was minimized.
Only for that fleeting moment of opportunity.
Suddenly, a clear path appeared in Baozi Ge's vision, leading directly to the earth dragon blood amber!
"Boom!"
A louder explosion than 1's previous one rang out, and the ground seemed to tremble.
Now, besides luck, the most reasonable explanation for why Baozi Ge was allowed to take the earth dragon blood amber finally emerged.
His greatest pride was his speed.
It was a speed that even the owner of the White Court's steamed bun shop couldn't catch!
The value of that was self-evident.
Everyone felt their vision blur as terrifying speed created streaks of afterimages.
Some Yaowang Valley researchers even got distracted by how realistic the afterimages were.
"Stop him!"
The muscle elder, who was brawling with 1, roared.
Once the experiment succeeded, the side effects of refining medicine with human blood could be perfectly eliminated.
Yaowang Valley would undoubtedly rise to glory once more.
"Crash!"
The vessel containing the earth dragon blood amber shattered, and Baozi Ge grabbed it in his hand, turning to leave.
Suddenly, two dark figures loomed over Baozi Ge.
Baozi Ge showed no panic, glancing calmly before fleeing without hesitation.
"Bang!"
The dark figures' heavy punches landed, but Baozi Ge was not harmed.
2 and 3 suddenly appeared on either side of Baozi Ge, using their bodies to block the punches.
The Eight-Cut Blade was severely twisted by the punch, and 3's knee sank heavily into the floor.
"Pfft."
Both spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, their eyes filled with extreme determination.
They absolutely had to get the earth dragon blood amber back.
Streaks of dark figures, taking advantage of 2 and 3's weakened state, pounced like malevolent specters.
"Your brothers seem to be unable to hold on," the elder sneered.
1 was bruised and bleeding all over, his eyes resolute: "This is our destiny."
"And who said they couldn't hold on?"
"Boom!"
Five or six researchers flew backward, and 2 and 3 stood up bare-chested, blood gushing down their steel-like muscles.
Arms, chests, shoulders, and backs.
Every part had missing flesh.
But the two acted as if nothing had happened.
"Clink, clank."
Two syringes rolled from 2 and 3's hands, and they twisted their necks, stretched their arms, and looked at the seemingly immortal Yaowang Valley researchers.
"Round two, you inhuman monsters," 2 said coldly.
As soon as his voice fell, true qi surged.
At this moment, the two seemed like devils that had crawled back from hell.
"Ha, old immortal," 1 grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth, "Now, it's our round two too."
"Crunch."
1 bit the pill hidden in the corner of his mouth, and his robust body gradually became scorching hot and crimson.
"Roar—!"
1, who had been at a disadvantage in the grappling match, suddenly let out a beast-like roar, forcefully suppressing the elder.
On the other side, Baozi Ge sprinted along the way he came, a clear optimal route to the tunnel forming naturally in his mind.
No turns, only forward.
"Crash!"
"Rumble!"
All obstacles on the path shattered.
At this moment, time was more precious than his life.
"He's here! Catch him!"
Dense footsteps sounded as reinforcements from Yaowang Valley arrived.
Baozi Ge's heart sank; judging by the footsteps, there were many Yaowang Valley reinforcements.
But he couldn't stop; he didn't know the exit of the experimental area.
To go back, there was only that one tunnel.
Soon, Baozi Ge saw the broken floor in front of him.
He leaped in, grabbed something on the way, and sped through the tunnel.
But just as he entered the tunnel, figures appeared in the laboratory behind him.
"Detonate the experimental area, and send people to search the valley entrance!" a leading Yaowang Valley member quickly gave orders.
"Yes!"
Baozi Ge, who was fleeing at top speed, suddenly felt a great terror rise in his heart.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Explosions rang out incessantly, the tunnel shook violently, sand and soil fell, and it looked like it was about to collapse.
Baozi Ge stopped, looking up slightly.
Sand and gravel fell on his cheek, and he gave a helpless smile: "Damn it, there's a self-destruct setting too?"
He sighed softly.
Sorry, brothers.
It seems I can't get out.
"Boom—!"
The tunnel completely collapsed, obscuring Baozi Ge's body...
In the core experimental area, the battle... was already nearing its end.
1 knelt on the ground, blood gushing from his body.
His arms hung limply at his sides, his arm bones completely broken.
The elder's arm was gone, and his chest and cheek were deeply caved in.
For an ordinary person, such injuries would have been fatal long ago.
Not far from 1, 2 and 3 lay in pools of blood, surrounded by the corpses of researchers.
But there were many more.
Their breathing was faint, and the light in their eyes, looking at the Yaowang Valley members, gradually faded.
At the end of their lives, their past flashed before their eyes like a revolving lantern.
When did they give their lives to the Jiang Family, to the Young Master?
Ah, I remember...
It was that snowy night.
As children, the three of them relied on each other, begging to survive.
Every day was spent without enough food.
One day, an Aunt Zhao gave them a hundred yuan.
But in the eyes of the Three Little Ones at the time, this Aunt Zhao who offered help was not gentle, even making them a little afraid.
After putting the banknote into their bowl, she said in an extremely cold tone: "You won't survive by begging."
"What if you're young? What if there are many limitations?"
"If you don't rely on yourselves, your ultimate fate might be to die in a gutter, a sewer, unnoticed."
With that, she turned and left.
On that snowy night, the Three Little Ones received three things.
A hundred-yuan banknote, a cold remark, and a strong desire to survive.
From then on, they were willing to do anything, willing to learn anything.
Selling flowers, making cakes...
Learning to sing, learning to paint, learning photography, learning to operate.
They ran roadside stalls, dodged urban management.
To survive, they tried their best, growing resiliently like weeds.
When they were twelve, it was another snowy night.
The malice of the world seemed to descend entirely that day.
Their means of livelihood were destroyed, their money stolen, and they were severely beaten to the brink of death.
It seemed that at that time, they were lying helplessly in a dark alley, just like now.
Only then, there was a tender child's voice: "Aunt Zhao, are these the 'Three Little Ones' you often talk about?"
"Yes, Young Master."
"You must learn the qualities they possess."
"Those who help themselves are helped by Heaven, those who abandon themselves are abandoned by Heaven."
At that time, they only saw the young Jiang Junyi frown, and finally say:
"Then can I be 'Heaven'? I want to save them."
"Of course."
From then on, Jiang Junyi was their Heaven.
1 lowered his head, blood mixed with saliva constantly flowing from his mouth.
2 and 3's eyes were also reduced to their last sliver of light...
Sorry, Young Master.
"Boom!"
The laboratory ceiling instantly shattered, and dazzling light poured in.
A dark figure crashed down like a meteorite into the center...
Amidst the swirling shadows, crimson eyes glowed from a golden-patterned white mask.
"Sorry, I'm late."
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