There's no doubt that Thomson is one of the people from the Devil's Concentration Camp, and like Xiao Feng once was, his status is among the upper-middle instructor positions.

If one word could describe this person, it would be 'ruthless'. He is ruthless not only to others but also to himself.

His favorite thing to do is conduct all sorts of bizarre experiments on his targets, and once the results are improved and mature, he starts experimenting on himself.

To some extent, Thomson is one of those opponents Xiao Feng least wants to face, because the mindset of such a person cannot be fathomed with common sense.

Yet, no matter how you put it, Thomson has already taken action, and Xiao Feng cannot refuse to engage.

"Clang!"

The sound of a dagger clashing with iron claws reverberates through the street.

Xiao Feng shakes his slightly numb tiger's mouth, feeling an irresistible urge to curse.

During a fight, ordinary people often say: "We're all two shoulders carrying one head, no one has more arms or legs than the others, what is there to fear!"

However, this saying obviously does not apply to the fight between Xiao Feng and Thomson right now.

Sure, Thomson doesn't have extra arms or legs, but the problem is his arms and legs are made of steel, so when you kick or punch him, it doesn't affect him at all, instead, it's yourself who is painfully hit.

For a moment, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel that he is not facing a person, but a highly mobile and highly intelligent machine; fighting head-on is surely not an option.

"Clack clack clack clack..."

Thomson retracts the iron claws into his mechanical arm, it keeps rotating at the wrist, emitting an unpleasant noise.

"Yanhuang, I've told you a long time ago that your broken dagger should have been thrown into the steel mill for melting. Let me modify it for you, and I promise it will elevate your strength to a higher level."

With that said, Thomson gives a sinister smile: "Honestly, I'm very interested in transforming you. As long as you agree to cooperate, I might consider sparing your life.

Trust me, I will turn you into the most perfect creation, and then you'll know what true power is. You will surely thank me!"

"Thank your mother!" Xiao Feng curses angrily, suddenly exerting force with his feet, like a swift leopard, initiating an attack towards Thomson.

It's a simple truth, if we compare Thomson to a killing machine, then his head is the control center of this machine. If the center is destroyed, the machine naturally ceases to move.

Of course, this notion seems a bit like stating the obvious; not only Thomson but any ordinary person whose head is relocated won't be able to live either.

Watching Xiao Feng charging towards him, Thomson doesn't show the slightest hint of panic, instead revealing a disdainful smile: "Truly ignorant."

Just after his words fall, there's a "hum" sound, Thomson suddenly jumps five meters high, Xiao Feng passes through his standing position, unable to even touch his hem.

"Damn!"

At this moment, Zhao Guo'an can't think of any word to describe his feelings.

He stares blankly at Thomson, who effortlessly leaps to an astonishing height, unable to help but wonder, is this a human or a monster?

"Crack!"

Thomson lands stably on the ground, and upon landing, there's a momentary decrease in his height, which quickly restores to normal.

This proves without doubt that his legs have undergone modifications, and it is highly likely that a jumping device has been installed, similar to the principle of a spring.

Realizing this point, Zhao Guo'an can't help but feel sad, because his first indelible black history in his life is rooted in "springs".

Despite missing the strike, Xiao Feng is not discouraged, holding his dagger, he slowly walks towards Thomson, his other hand stealthily reaching into his pocket.

"Now do you feel what true power is?" Thomson reveals his jagged silver teeth, chuckling: "Yanhuang, right now, in my eyes, you're just a low-grade creature. As long as I want, I can crush you at any time."

"You think so?" Xiao Feng retorts: "A monster neither human nor ghost, what qualifications do you have to rampage in front of me!"

With that said, the hand in his pocket suddenly extracts, pulling out that bottle of potent anti-rape spray, while exerting force with his feet, he starts sprinting at extreme speed.

"Zzz…"

Spray bursts out the moment it's released, yet Thomson is still smiling.

Calmly, he presses a button through his clothing at his waist, and the steel plate on his chin instantly rises, thoroughly covering his mouth and nose, finally closing his eyes, displaying a serene demeanor, as if showcasing the most profound contempt.

"Damnit!"

Despite Xiao Feng's strong psychological profile, even he can't help but curse at this moment.

Moments later, Thomson opens his eyes, retracts the steel plate on his chin, and speaks coldly: "I'll give you one last chance; if you don't agree to my transformation, then you'll just have to die."

"Old Xiao, should I just retreat for now?"

Seeing that Xiao Feng will most likely struggle against Thomson, Zhao Guo'an timidly suggests.

Annoyed, Xiao Feng immediately replies: "If you're afraid of getting ambushed along the way, then leave, and also inform Mu Shihan to keep them from coming over."

Zhao Guo'an is startled: "Are you planning to tackle this monster alone?"

Judging from the current situation, Zhao Guo'an thinks that for Xiao Feng to maintain a draw is already very challenging, as for winning the battle, the difficulty is beyond normal.

Firstly, Thomson probably doesn't feel pain, meaning that even if Xiao Feng breaks his mechanical arm, it won't disable him.

Secondly, from Thomson's performance, he clearly has more unimaginable tactics up his sleeve that he hasn't used, Xiao Feng's situation is beyond difficult.

However, at this moment, Thomson turns his head to look at Zhao Guo'an: "You… what did you just call me?"

Zhao Guo'an shudders immediately, forcing a smile even uglier than a cry: "Don't, don't misunderstand, what I meant is that your transformation is very successful, truly eye-opening!"

"You have great insight." Thomson nods in satisfaction, then grins: "Do you want to become as powerful as me?"

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

This is clearly a deathtrap of a question.

What if saying no makes him mad and leads him to snap my neck directly?

But if I answer yes, and he really goes ahead with the modification…

Zhao Guo'an feels if he really turns into this semi-human and semi-ghost form, it'd be better off dead.

"Hey! I'm asking you a question." Thomson impatiently urges.

Zhao Guo'an looks at Xiao Feng: "Old Xiao, I've decided, we two will stick with this monster to the end!"

"Alright!" Xiao Feng nods: "You go first, I'll cover you."

"..." Zhao Guo'an.

Is there still a way for me to survive?

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