The two gently clinked their glasses, both wearing relaxed smiles, everything unspoken.
Xu Wanqing took a small sip of wine, put down the glass, and then sat at the piano, her slender and white fingers lightly gliding over the keys, producing a beautiful melody.
Mu took out a thumb-sized crystal bottle, gently shook it, and inside was a blue liquid, dreamlike and ethereal, emitting an eerie glow.
This was the new drug, a rare substance that could stimulate the potential of mutants, difficult to extract but with astonishing effects.
His gaze was gentle, as if admiring the most moving treasure, playing with it while waiting for the results.
"Everything is already fated," he murmured to himself.
In the mountains, among the thirteen mutants, four had already fallen to the ground, dead, with blood gushing from their mouths and noses.
Their mental states were already in intense fluctuation, and after being stimulated by the sound of the wild bull, the fluctuations exceeded their current limits, unable to bear the consequences.
The other mutants were also screaming, in unbearable pain, their faces contorted, some rolling on the ground, clutching their heads, unable to endure it.
Some of the mutants were banging their heads against trees, and with the thuds, some thick old trees were directly broken, leaves scattered everywhere.
The blue drug was very mysterious, with extremely strong effects, giving them great power, but the results were also very terrifying.
The thirteen mutants were all experts, but in a moment, four were dead, all because of a mental shock from the outside, causing this disaster.
"This is the result of my hard work, it can still be improved, there must be a way to improve it." In the distance, the old pharmacist muttered, falling to the ground, his mouth full of blood foam.
He had not taken the drug, his mental state was normal, but he was just a mortal, and under Chu Feng's roar, he was also severely injured.
"Roar..." Suddenly, a mutant lunged forward, his body huge, nearly three meters tall, drooling at the corners of his mouth, his pupils dilated.
The intense mental fluctuations had affected his mind, leaving him dazed and severely brain-damaged.
This mutant grabbed the old pharmacist, then forcefully tore him apart, accompanied by a scream, the scene was horrifying, blood splattered everywhere.
Chu Feng couldn't bear to watch, even though he had acted ruthlessly earlier, he wasn't this brutal. These mutants had gone mad, their ferocity was terrifying, beyond comprehension.
On the ground, the other mutants were rolling, entangled with each other, starting to attack, but without any strategy, purely instinctual, a return to their animal nature.
Chu Feng didn't hesitate, he strode over, sword in hand, blood splattered, and several mutants were decapitated on the spot.
If these mad mutants broke out of the forest, they would cause great harm to nearby towns.
At the same time, Chu Feng had no intention of letting them go. Since they had come to ambush him, they had to pay the price.
Moreover, as mutants, when they thought of harming others, they should have been prepared for the possibility that one day, they themselves might also be killed.
Chu Feng's sword was swift, not a bit hesitant, the black short sword sharp as a blade, cutting through, one head after another fell.
In an instant, six or seven mutants were decapitated.
Even those who had already died and fallen to the ground, he went over and delivered a final blow, since he had already acted, he wanted to finish them off completely, leaving no隐患.
One of the mutants opened his eyes, though his eyes were lifeless, he staggered, but he regained some consciousness, both shocked and terrified.
"Can you be more ruthless than you? So many people came to kill me, bringing all kinds of heavy weapons, anyone else would have been dead long ago." Chu Feng responded coldly.
This mutant roared, though his pupils were dilated, he struggled, still bursting forward, charging at Chu Feng, ready to fight to the death.
It wasn't that he was fearless, but he knew that if he didn't fight back, he was destined to die, only by fighting did he have a slim chance of survival.
In an instant, his body turned to stone, like a statue, but his movements were not slow. With a boom, the ground trembled, he raised his fist and punched forward, enveloped in a yellow mist.
Wherever he went, many objects turned to stone.
Chu Feng was secretly surprised, he had been paying attention to this mutant, earlier he had seen his half-flesh, half-stone body, now it was all stone.
Chu Feng wielded the short sword, not using the Bull Demon Fist because he was unfamiliar with the situation, afraid of being sealed in a stone form.
The black sword cut through, the stone hand was sliced open, red blood flowed out, and a yellow mist enveloped Chu Feng.
His face changed slightly, he exerted his full strength, using the Bull Demon Fist, his body instantly became crystalline. When the yellow mist enveloped him, it only made his arm numb, and with his full vibration, the fist glowed, his skin unharmed.
The so-called petrification was blocked.
He could feel that when the Bull Demon Fist vibrated, a layer of secret power covered his body, isolating the yellow mist, preventing it from harming him.
Chu Feng was now confident, with no more hesitation, he attacked with full force.
After several collisions, he delivered a powerful punch to the mutant's chest, sending him flying, and in mid-air, he heard a cracking sound.
The stone body disintegrated, breaking apart in mid-air, and when it landed, some parts were stone, others were bleeding.
But the stone mutant was ultimately dead!
"Whether you are a bull, ghost, god, or snake, one punch to kill!" Chu Feng said calmly.
The last remaining mutant was the one who had made Chu Feng feel danger, with lava at his feet. Now he was sitting there, holding his head, leaning against an old tree.
This mutant was exceptionally strong, even though he was suffering from backlash, his mind nearly torn apart, he still retained some consciousness, his pupils red, staring at Chu Feng.
"All dead, stepping on the bones of mutants, hands stained with blood, I never thought a so-called mortal would be such a great expert."
He knew Chu Feng, having seen his portrait, as he was the leader of the mutants, aware of the hidden details.
"Time to go," Chu Feng said, his voice not loud but firm.
The mutant's body burst into a radiant light, red flames shooting up dozens of meters, instantly turning the surrounding trees to ashes.
He didn't want to be captured, roaring and using his last strength, charging at Chu Feng, his punch accompanied by a large amount of lava.
The earth and stones on the ground were melted by him, erupting with his punch, the scene was terrifying.
It had to be said, this mutant was very powerful, a great expert, rarely anyone could stand against him under normal circumstances.
But now his condition was very poor, his head ached, and after his strength increased tenfold, it quickly weakened, not having the desired effect.
Chu Feng, after several battles, had gained experience, using the Bull Demon Fist, unleashing his strongest power, a black bull appeared, charging forward with his punch.
The forest was destroyed, ancient trees shattered, a massive explosion occurred!
All of this was due to their confrontation.
In the flames and lava, the mutant coughed up blood, clutching his hair, his head aching, and was further shaken by the bull's roar, blood streaming from his seven orifices.
At the same time, his chest was slightly indented, having suffered a heavy blow.
Chu Feng's punch condensed the ultimate form of the bull, its power immense, piercing through the flames, dispersing the red lava, and colliding with the mutant's chest.
"The new drug has misled me!" the mutant roared, his eyes red, face twisted, very unwilling, unable to even use his normal strength.
He looked formidable, but now he was just a shell!
At the same time, Chu Feng sensed danger, looking up at the sky, a military helicopter was roaring, returning.
He quickly moved, dodging out of the way.
Earlier, the pilot in the air had also suffered a terrifying sound wave attack, even at a distance, his mind nearly collapsed, almost crashing.
He wobbled in the distance, circling for a long time before recovering, and launched another attack.
The forest exploded, rocket-propelled grenades falling, destroying the area.
The mutant leader was thrown back by the impact of the flames and debris, feeling a chill on his neck, and then saw his opponent.
Chu Feng, holding the short sword, slashed down, like a black divine rainbow, cutting off his head, and calmly walked away.
The mutant leader's eyes were full of despair and shock, this opponent was too terrifying, daring to approach in the midst of the explosion, taking his life.
Chu Feng struck and quickly retreated, disappearing into the forest, calm and composed.
Soon, he found a base, with several people holding heavy weapons. Chu Feng infiltrated, and in the terrified gazes of those people, he acted ruthlessly.
A moment later, he heard the roar of the helicopter again, he picked up a rocket launcher, walked out, and fired.
In the air, flames splashed, the helicopter disintegrated, exploding violently.
In a mansion in the county town.
The piano music was like a gentle stream, or fluttering butterflies, light and lively, each note leaping from the white fingers.
This represented Xu Wanqing's mood, she was very relaxed.
The music stopped, she stood up and looked at Mu, smiling, "The results are in, right?"
"Almost. There won't be any suspense," Mu smiled, believing the outcome was already determined.
At this moment, the communicator rang, and both people in the room smiled.
"Dead... everyone... all dead!" came a heavy breathing from the other end, the person extremely frightened, his voice hoarse.
"What did you say?!" Mu sat up abruptly.
"All mutants were killed, he... was like... a demon god!" came heavy breathing from the other end, the person was still alive but terrified.
"Explain clearly, what happened?!" Mu's face changed, he shouted at the person, telling him to explain slowly.
"No... ah!" This was the person's last sound, filled with fear, the voice abruptly cut off, and nothing more could be heard.
In the forest, Chu Feng picked up the communicator, listened, but there was no sound, very quiet, the other side no longer speaking.
He remained silent, standing still.
Finally, the person quickly hung up.
Chu Feng again disappeared into the forest, continuously searching, and dealt with several more groups of people holding heavy weapons, destroying some of the traces he had left behind.
Half an hour later, the forest was completely quiet.
Chu Feng wiped the blood off the black short sword, sheathed it in his boot, stepped on the fallen leaves, and walked down the mountain path toward the county town!