"I find this truly bizarre..."
Zhou Chen's arm of solid steel shot out, its hammer-like fist smashing into the fleeing modified woman and shattering all her Matrices. He then manipulated the metal remotely, crushing her brain into a pulp. The woman's violently struggling body went still.
"Knowing my strength, you still dared to ambush me. Are you that confident, or just that loyal?"
Zhou Chen's two steel arms shot out and back like rubber springs, his hands transforming into iron hammers. He caught up to the other two modified people, who had fled in separate directions. With one hammer blow for each, he shattered their Matrices, then manipulated the metal to crush them to death.
It all happened in a flash. By the time the two screaming, green-faced imps were twenty meters away, Zhou Chen had already wiped out their allies. Terror flashed across their faces; they tried to stop, but it was too late.
