Ke Lan glanced at the man and said, "Be careful when you attack, don't kill him."

"What? You want to capture him alive too?" The old dog turned his head in confusion. "Bullets don't have eyes, especially at this distance, and in an indoor gunfight. If a ricochet hits his head, there's nothing I can do."

"No, I just don't want him to become a monster." Ke Lan shook his head. "From the fact that this guy evaded detection and the abilities he just showed, I guess he is probably a parasite of the Corrosion Seed... Old dog, do you still remember the first parasite we encountered... the guy who called himself the 'Prophet Messenger'?"

"……Remember."

"Before the guy was devoured by the Seed of Corruption, he stabbed his own heart with a dagger... The agents of the Security Bureau seem to call this behavior a 'sacrifice ritual'. The second parasite, the missionary we just killed, also became like that after being shot in the head by you."

"you mean……"

"Unlike Ivan, these people should be a special kind of parasite, or... 'container'. They can borrow the power of the Seed of Corrosion, but they are also the shackles used to bind the Seed of Corrosion. If you want to completely release the Seed of Corrosion, one of the necessary conditions should be the death of the 'container'. Only then can the monster imprisoned in the 'container' break free."

"No wonder those soldiers didn't shoot at first."

"They probably don't know much about this matter. They probably didn't open fire because of orders from above... and those high-powered weapons should be prepared for the Seeds of Erosion that have completely broken free from their restraints." Ke Lan said as he checked his pistol magazine. There were six bullets in it, plus the one in the chamber, a total of seven special hollow-point bullets with a caliber of .45 inches. This type of bullet is not very lethal, but has a strong stopping power, which is just right for the current situation.

"Get ready—" Ke Lan nodded to Layton, "Get started!"

The moment the word "hand" was spoken, Ke Lan stood up and pulled the trigger at the man's gun-holding hand.

“Bang!”

Direct hit! The bullet made a bloody hole on the back of the opponent's hand. At the same time, Layton also let out a low roar, suddenly jumped up, rushed in front of the man, stretched out his mechanical arm, grabbed the Type 01 rifle in the opponent's hand, and twisted it hard. The alloy-cast barrel had turned into a metal twist!

Immediately afterwards, Lao Gou and Liao Zilang attacked at the same time, and flames spewed out of two submachine guns. Large pools of blood suddenly burst out from the man's shoulders and knees, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

The whole process took less than two seconds, and the four people who cooperated well had already suppressed the man.

At this moment, the man suddenly pulled out a short knife from his pocket and stabbed himself directly in the heart.

About half an inch of the knife tip pierced the skin, but Ke Lan, who had rushed forward, had already grasped the blade tightly with his hand, and used his palm to hold the blade against the jaw, making it impossible for the knife to move forward even a bit!

Bright red blood flowed from his palm and dripped onto the other person's chest. Under the man's astonished gaze, Ke Lan clenched his other hand into a fist and hit him heavily in the face!

One punch! Two punches! Three punches!

These three punches almost exhausted all of Ke Lan's strength, and the front ends of his fists were torn into pieces - of course, as the one being beaten, the man's face was even more horrible, and even the hand holding the dagger subconsciously relaxed a little. Ke Lan immediately snatched the dagger and threw it far away.

"Layton! Take out his teeth!" Ke Lan clamped the man's cheeks with her hands and forced his mouth open.

"Understood!" The hard mechanical finger slammed into the man's mouth roughly, twisting it left and right, breaking all of his upper and lower rows of teeth.

Liao Zilang and Lao Gou also pounced on him and in the blink of an eye they broke the joints of the man's limbs, making him completely unable to commit suicide.

"Ke Lan, is your hand okay?" asked the old dog.

"It's not a big deal, just a minor injury." Ke Lan glanced at the palm of her hand. Although the two bloody cuts looked scary, they were not very deep. With the medical technology of this era, injuries like tendon rupture can be healed in just an hour, and this level of repair surgery can be completed in Ivan's private clinic.

Ke Lan tore off a piece of his sleeve and bandaged his injured palm briefly, then waved to the garrison soldiers who were holding their guns in the distance and were completely dumbfounded: "What are you still standing there for? The matter has been resolved, why don't you come over and kidnap the person?"

…

"The situation on number thirty-four has been resolved? Great... What? It wasn't solved by our people? Then who were they? Four relic hunters? What?! That guy Nick is among them?! Is 'that person' also at the scene? No, no, no... Don't arrest them... But don't let them go either, I'll be there soon! Remember, never conflict with them! If they have any demands, except leaving, satisfy them all!"

A middle-aged man sitting behind a luxurious large solid wood desk hung up the phone in a hurry, grabbed a military jacket on the hanger next to him, and walked out of the office quickly.

Gold star and shield emblem, this is the rank of general officer in the Ark Guard, and on each side of the epaulettes of his coat were two gold stars.

…

"You mean to say that we have to wait here until your superior comes in person before we can leave, right?" Lao Gou stared at the garrison officer in front of him with a bad face. The other party's rank was only a major, three levels lower than Lao Gou's previous rank, and in terms of momentum, he was suppressed by Lao Gou -

"Yes... yes." The major obviously knew Lao Gou. His eyes were filled with deep fear and he didn't even dare to look directly into Lao Gou's eyes.

"Bullshit!" The old dog's saliva sprayed directly on the major's face. "I know your efficiency very well. There are still a lot of messy troubles behind. Do you know what I hate the most? Trouble!"

"Mr. Nick, please be patient..."

"What the hell did you call me?" The old dog glared at him viciously.

"Gudong." The major's Adam's apple slid up and down, and he swallowed with some difficulty. "Mr. Hound, the general just wants to know something, so..."

"General? Which general? Is it that fat, bloated pig from Maginot or that old man from Luke who is already half buried in the ground?"