Each burst of rage only brought another wave of humiliation.
And… it was a doubled effect.
"It really is a monster after transforming."
Alex Johnson's eyes flashed with killing intent.
Snap!!
He snapped his fingers, and without much hesitation, he transformed into an air cannon, completely shattering the opponent's head.
Next, it was the others' turn.
Alex's gaze swept towards the garden area in the distance; the personnel who had been shouting through megaphones earlier seemed to have already sensed something was wrong and began to retreat secretly.
But how could he let them off so easily?
Hmm… To Alex's surprise, the girl in the pink dress didn't hide.
Instead, she was chasing down enemies, pulling out a butterfly knife from who knows where and throwing it with precision, piercing through a soldier's head…
Whoosh!!
Although this girl was wearing a pink dress, her chasing movements were not slow. The butterfly knives tied to her legs beneath her skirt were all thrown out at will, hitting the enemies' backs one after another.
Not to mention, she casually picked up an automatic rifle from a corpse on the forest path.
Click!
After loading, she quickly shouldered it and pulled the trigger. The entire action was seamless, and her precise burst-fire ability mowed down the enemies like grass, killing them all.
This girl… Alex was also slightly startled, never expecting such a young girl, probably only a little older than his own sister, to be proficient in so many firearms. Her exquisite throwing technique also surprised him.
After dealing with the monster, Abomination, Alex's next target was naturally the personnel who had spoken earlier.
Buzz!!!
A gust of wind suddenly rose from the ground. Alex's long black hair stood straight up, and his feet left the ground. At this moment, his figure soared into the sky, tracking with his keen hearing, and flew directly out of Central Park.
Want to escape?
A cold killing intent flashed in Alex's eyes towards the General who kept calling him by the X-Weapon Base number.
"Oh no!!"
The driver of the armored vehicle, which had just driven out of the forest path, immediately cursed loudly. Outside the car window, a figure like a cannonball directly slammed into them.
Bang!!
Under the terrifying impact, the right side of the armored vehicle directly caved in, and the entire vehicle rolled several times in the air, completely flipping over onto the ground.
All of this was simply because Alex had charged at it with his own body.
His slender and lean physique was already stronger than steel plates forged from fine steel. Billions of cells throughout his body were filled with surging vitality. Even a slight clenching of his right fist could unleash a powerful force.
Let alone an armored vehicle, Alex was confident he could even overturn a train.
Bang!!
Gunfire suddenly erupted as the figure in the driver's seat continuously pulled the trigger.
However, the pitiful handgun bullets merely struck Alex's skin, shattering their tips and ricocheting away.
"Damn it, what's wrong with this guy's body?"
This was a concept that all the soldiers found unimaginable.
From the very beginning of planning the operation, they had discovered that Number 5162, whom they were supposed to apprehend, simply did not fit their definition.
The information recorded in the black box was very limited, as many of the surveillance devices in the laboratory corridor had been destroyed by Alex.
According to General Stryker, who initially took over, this was merely a self-healer, whose cellular activity was at least several hundred times stronger than Wolverine's, possessing astonishing vitality, and was the so-called key for humanity to achieve eternal life.
They weren't too surprised that he could survive a nuclear blast.
Because Wolverine also had such a feat in World War II.
However, Wolverine was dismissed by their military, and in the past, they had successfully molded him into a killing machine, successfully launching the X-Weapon project.
So, regarding Number 5162, everyone knew that some changes had occurred in him, but they still dismissed him from the bottom of their hearts.
What kind of waves could a 13-year-old kid stir up?
But now… Abomination was defeated.
Even General Ross would probably find it difficult to escape death.
Whoosh!!
With a thought from Alex, the figure in the driver's seat had his neck snapped by a powerful Telekinesis.
Subsequently… the figure of the General in the back compartment was forcibly dragged out by an invisible pulling force.
"Ah!!"
He screamed in pain because his feet were stuck, and now being forcibly dragged out by a force caused his leg bones to completely shatter.
"It seems you are not General Stryker."
Alex's words were somewhat cold.
He had searched on his phone and naturally knew what the infamous General Stryker looked like.
The appearance of the man before him clearly didn't match.
"Damn little beast, Number 5162, don't think you can escape our sight…"
General Ross cursed.
Even under duress, this cold and iron-blooded General continued to curse at the enemy before him, without a hint of pleading.
Alex's youthful face showed no emotion, but his eyes fixed on the other's face, and he said word by word, "Remember my name is Alex Johnson. In your next life, be a good dog."
Crack!!
Without saying much more, he directly twisted General Ross's neck in mid-air.
He still seemed unsatisfied.
An air cannon formed by Telekinesis directly blasted his corpse into pieces.
The large X-Weapon Base in the snowy plains, and even the associated Number 5162, seemed to have become a dream of the past. It seemed that all nightmares had completely ended.
But the sudden arrival of enemies told him that it wasn't over yet.
At this moment.
Alex's heart surged with more and more thoughts of revenge, and his original wavering immediately vanished without a trace.
"If I don't bring everything to a complete end, the peaceful life I desire will never come."
The killing intent on his face grew stronger.
"Alex…"
A gentle voice came from behind him; it was Hit-Girl Mindy, who had witnessed everything, walking over.
She probably understood what had happened to the young man, and the tenderness that welled up in her heart made her want to hug him.
"Let's go."
Mindy invited him again, directly taking his hand.
They couldn't stay in Central Park any longer.
Although the commotion here would be difficult for outsiders to detect in the dead of night, the enemies who would eventually pursue them would arrive sooner or later.
With her rich assassin experience, she could take the young man to her safe house without any risks.
This time.
Alex didn't shy away.
Because he understood that this girl was the first good person he had met in Manhattan.
However, what the two of them didn't realize was the immense trouble that awaited them next.