CHAPTER 11

Su Chen's eyes flashed with a cold killing intent as the general from the experimental base incessantly called him.

"Not good!"

The driver of the armored vehicle, just emerging from the forest road, shouted as a figure shot out like a cannonball, slamming into the car's window.

Boom!

The impact crushed the right side of the armored car, causing it to somersault several times before crashing onto the ground.

All because Su Chen collided with it.

His slender frame, tougher than stainless steel, brimmed with vitality. His slightest touch exuded immense power. He could easily overturn not just an armored car, but even a train.

Boom!

Gunshots rang out as the figure in the driver's seat frantically pulled the trigger.

However, the bullets merely burst upon hitting Su Chen's skin, failing to penetrate.

"What's wrong with this guy's body?" the soldiers wondered in disbelief.

From the onset, they realized that the individual marked as number 5162 defied their expectations. Despite limited information due to destroyed monitoring equipment, General Stryker deemed him a superhuman with regenerative abilities surpassing Wolverine's.

Though they had seen Wolverine's feats, they still regarded number 5162, a mere 13-year-old, with disdain.

But now...

Disgust turned to dread.

Even General Ross might not escape death.

Whoosh!

Su Chen's gaze alone seemed to shatter the figure in the driver's seat.

Then...

An invisible force dragged General Ross out of the car's rear compartment.

"What!"

He cried out in agony as his bones snapped from the force.

"You're not General Stryker," Su Chen stated coldly, having already identified the real Stryker.

With a click, Su Chen swiftly broke General Ross's neck.

Confusion lingered as the air cannon, transformed into a force of thought, obliterated his body.

The once imposing experimental base and the captive number 5162 now felt like a distant nightmare, ended by an unexpected intruder.

At that moment, Su Chen harbored an insatiable thirst for revenge, his desire for peace fading.

"If this isn't over, I'll never have the peace I seek," he declared, his killing intent palpable.

"Su Chen..."

A gentle voice interrupted him—Mindy, the super-killer, who had witnessed everything.

She understood his plight and longed to comfort him.

"Let's go," she offered, extending her hand.

Central Park wasn't safe anymore.

Despite the late hour, the commotion would draw attention, and their pursuers would soon arrive.

Relying on her expertise, Mindy guided Su Chen to her safe house without incident.

This time, Su Chen didn't resist.

He recognized Mindy as the first kind soul he encountered in downtown Manhattan.

Unbeknownst to them, greater challenges awaited.

Their fates were about to take another turn.

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Actually, it wasn't just Damon who stumbled upon the investigation into Su Chen by certain intelligence agencies within the Ministry of National Defense.

...

There were also efforts to uncover the clandestine organization behind the Ministry of National Defense—a rising tide of elite hackers from around the world. These hackers observed the actions of intelligence personnel with keen interest.

Don't underestimate these hackers; even S.H.I.E.L.D. recruited many.

The future superhero, Daisy Johnson, is a prime example.

"Come, quickly! There might be big news!"

Not long ago, a vigilant hacker noticed the Intelligence Bureau's backstage coordinating surveillance of a teenager in Manhattan.

Boldly, they hacked the official channels, disregarding the risks, to intercept information.

"The **** is going on..."

"A superpowered individual escaped from a major experimental base."

"General Ross has taken over the pursuit."

"Destination: Central Park, downtown Manhattan..."

"Let's move, guys."

In an instant, a team of filmmakers set out for Central Park, aiming to capture footage covertly and sell it to the highest bidder.

Simultaneously, the Influx Organization packaged the intel they hacked and sent it to the Ministry of National Defense—more of a warning than a goodwill gesture.

If not?

They'd sell it to the media, further sensationalizing the incident.

Soon, a shocking video arrived at Manhattan TV's doorstep.

The station was stunned.

Exclusive footage of a young man eluding the military's grasp was invaluable. They had to secure it for their broadcast.

With such demand, freelance photojournalists flourished.

The footage provided by the Influx Organization was electrifying!

"Oh my god, wire the money to the Influx Organization. We need this footage exclusively."

An attention-grabbing headline formed in the director's mind: "Shock! Our Military Fails to Contain a Young Man's Assault. What's Happening?"

...

Su Chen remained unaware of the unfolding events as Mindy escorted him to her secluded suburban hideout.

Mindy McCreddy!

Su Chen recognized the name.

In no time, they arrived at a quaint single-family home.

"Welcome..."

With pride, Mindy introduced her safe haven to Su Chen, showcasing her weaponry like prized possessions.

"Barrett Sniper Rifle..."

"M16 Series Automatic Rifle..."

"Carbine..."

"These aren't available in the civilian market."

Gazing at the arsenal lining the walls, Su Chen couldn't help but wonder about Mindy's upbringing.