Chapter 00045: The Transformer, Transform!
# The Transformer, Transform!
Chapter 45
Novel: Above Destiny
Chapter 45: The Transformer, Transform!
"Did we really capture him?"
In the office, Jiang Jin, fidgeting with anxiety, suddenly turned around.
"Is that true?"
"I saw it with my own eyes in the video! That kid, I’d recognize him even if he turned to ash!" Qi Qin assured.
"They say he walked right in while trying to catch that little girl... Damn, I thought something had gone wrong after all this time wasting."
Unable to restrain himself, Jiang Jin stood up and pondered for a long while, pacing back and forth in the office before he nodded firmly.
"Good, this is a fine job by Ming Zi."
He pointed at the big man at the door, who merely chuckled but didn’t reply.
The older man continued, "Prepare yourselves. I’ll contact ‘them.’ Once they arrive, send him over immediately, to avoid any complications. If you handle this well, the money and rewards will be yours. Make sure to do it right! Bai Yi, you get ready too; don’t let that little brat come up with anything nasty."
"Understood, boss."
From the shadows in the corner, a slightly frail man nodded.
After making a call, Jiang Jin returned to his chair.
Looking out at the busy streets beyond the window, he couldn’t help but smile.
If that kid was really the chosen one... then this time, they would hit the jackpot!
He leaned back in his chair, finding a comfortable position, enjoying the view of the bridge outside.
At moments like this, it felt as if the entire city of Ya City was right in front of him.
It was intoxicating.
Despite the nearby elevated highway with its constant traffic noise, the convenience of transportation was unmatched, allowing for quick escapes if necessary.
However, after today, perhaps he could consider moving to a better place.
If he managed to clear his name and secure the outsourcing deal with the security bureau, he might even climb higher…
Yet suddenly, he spotted a faint red light rising through the colorful neon outside, drifting softly.
Like a bird.
Soaring through the night sky and hovering closer, peering in through the window.
That was…
"A drone?"
Jiang Jin felt a moment of daze, instinctively sensing something was wrong, but the drone that Ji Jue had borrowed from Laila swiftly gained altitude.
It cleared a path.
Then, a screeching sound came, rapidly growing louder—accompanied by two dazzling headlights!
At that moment, just outside the window on the elevated road, a dilapidated minivan suddenly accelerated—its tires spinning wildly, producing a sharp screech, almost sparking in the night.
In an instant, it made a sharp turn, smashed through the guardrail, invading the oncoming lane, and without missing a beat, it crushed the broken guardrail, its front lifting and breaking free from the edge of the elevated highway, bursting out!
It resembled an athlete vaulting over hurdles, strikingly agile.
It zoomed through the air!
Towards the towering building standing amidst the night, it lunged!
Blinding beams from the headlights surged forward, like monstrous eyes, rapidly magnifying from the sky just outside the window…
“Run!”
Jiang Jin couldn't even process whether that van seemed familiar; he instinctively bolted.
In a critical moment, the bodyguard Bai Yi reached out and grabbed him, moving faster than the eye could see, dashing out of the office.
Only Qi Qin stood frozen, staring dumbfounded at the enlarging lights, instinctively reaching out, desperately shouting, “Help—”
Boom!!!
The glass shattered upon impact, exploding into pieces like a rainstorm, showering in every direction.
Meanwhile, the unexpected guest descended from above—crashing directly into the entire office!
It smashed through with unstoppable force, crushing the lavish Huanghuali wood table, possibly running over someone in the process.
The tire blew off, yet it continued sliding until it finally obliterated half the wall before coming to a dead stop.
Dust and smoke swirled in the air.
After the deafening explosion, only the haunting sound of music remained.
From the stereo in the van, joyous tunes sang out.
Songs about a beautiful life, a bright future!
Outside, Jiang Jin’s expression twisted in confusion, trying to grasp what just happened, yet his gaze was caught by the bloodied face beneath the vehicle.
Qi Qin was gasping, blood spilling from his mouth, struggling to reach out to him, his lips moving in silent plea.
But then, a foot stepped down on his face and crushed it.
With a crunch, there was no sound.
"Please, everyone stay calm, we are peace-loving Transformers!"
Through the spreading smoke, a young face gradually emerged, enthusiastically introducing itself, "I am Optimus Prime, the leader of the Transformers! I’m here to take you all back to Cybertron for the New Year’s Spring Festival, let’s make dumplings together!"
Boom!
Before they could grasp the situation, a bright, deadly fire exploded out from the dissipating smoke.
Like dozens of fire wires erupting suddenly, piercing through fog and dust, racing forward!
In Lu Feng's hand was the robust Type 9 submachine gun, known for its reliability praised by federal forces and even terrorists—a street war weapon; sturdy, durable, stable, and dependable.
Nine millimeter bullets, with a modified magazine carrying 45 rounds.
With the trigger pressed firmly, within a gap barely three seconds long in this battlefield, he emptied the magazine!
The short, continuous explosions rang out as Lu Feng swept the barrel, locking onto the figure scrambling in a panic.
Suddenly, Ji Jue could only hear the sound of wails and screams.
Outside, those still trying to figure out what had happened fell easily to the ground, like tender wheat blown over in the wind.
Meanwhile, Lu Feng had discarded the emptied submachine gun and, with a swift action from behind, pulled out another, squeezing the trigger!
In his left hand, he took out a stun grenade, skillfully bit off the pull ring, and tossed it along the ground.
The grenade rolled, crashing against the corner of the wall outside, and exploded, bringing fresh terror and surprise to those who narrowly escaped death.
“Kill him! Kill him!!” Protected by his subordinates, Jiang Jin’s eyes gleamed with fury as he roared.
In front of him, a burly man spread his arms wide.
He shielded Jiang Jin, standing directly in front of Lu Feng's gun.
Taking on over sixty percent of the bullets himself!
His skin transformed to a silvery hue, gleaming like metal, sharp metallic spikes and crystalline shards sprouting from his body, encasing him in heavy armor.
Yet his face remained the most vulnerable, revealing an ominous monstrous visage!
Metallicized!
This was the Chosen One of the Wasteland Path.
Although the exact matrix was unclear, it was undoubtedly a higher tier than Ji Jue’s; ordinary bullets could not breach that advanced defense!
Of course, it could not compare to Sister Wen—Ji Jue thought to himself, but after having experienced a brutal teamwork slaughter with her, he understood the horrifying gap between their powers.
What was a trivial opponent for her could kill him hundreds of times over!
“Feng Ge, keep firing the stun grenade!” Ji Jue shouted.
Clearly, the earlier flashes and tremors temporarily disoriented the enemy, but since they had control, they should finish them off!
Lu Feng knew this logic even better than Ji Jue.
Stepping through blood and spent shells, he advanced, having emptied his submachine gun, he pulled out the ‘Exterminator’ shotgun from his back.
Shooting from it were specialized slugs prepared for such high-defense targets!
The thunderous noise was unending.
With each shell ejection, one could see the giant man’s armor caving in, pieces of deformed projectiles either blasting off or embedding in, the horrifying force slowly pushing him backward!
“Bai Yi—”
The chosen one behind the monstrous face bellowed hoarsely.
Outside the office, in the chaotic area, the chosen one who had dragged Jiang Jin into the corner finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around, he raised his hand to his lips and whistled without sound.
Under the flashing lights, shadows began to stir.
Those shadows writhed, congregating, coalescing, eventually taking shape into a bizarre creature with six legs and eight arms, continuously moving forward, light as a feather, rushing straight towards Lu Feng.
Bullets hit it, ripping a large hole, yet immediately, the shadow creature's wound sealed itself, suffering only a small expenditure of aura, as it remained practically unharmed!
After the first attack failed, Lu Feng turned his attention back, fully concentrating on suppressing the ghost-faced chosen one before him.
Not even glancing back!
Meanwhile, in the office behind him, there was no need for Ji Jue to wave; the eagerly waiting mechanical creation also lunged out!
Seemingly ordinary, the small mechanical sheep leapt up, its shell splitting from mid-air, countless mechanical modules churning and transforming.
By the time it completed its rotation, it had morphed into a dragon-blood monster, roaring loudly!
While its roar sounded no different from a horn, at least it maintained its momentum.
Thus, it collided with the unbothered shadow beast, falling in a plummet from above.
The shadow beast trembled violently, its silent screams echoing as limbs shot out, tangling and morphing into sharp blades, seemingly tearing it apart in an instant.
Yet, soon, a deafening screech sounded, sparks flying!
Perhaps Lawrence was right, the Wasteland Path was material itself, left behind by dragons.
The bull-horse fused with dragon blood looked like a plastic motorcycle, but its strength surpassed many earthly special alloys! Even if it hit a fully-loaded truck, it could still leave a motorcycle-shaped hole!
Though, whether Ji Jue would live or die perched atop it was another matter entirely…
At this moment, the bull-horse was in its strongest driverless form, utterly mad for the promised unlimited chicken leg feast!
Chicken legs, yum!
Unlimited chicken legs, an unlimited delight!!!
Amidst the loud, sharp horn blaring, its five claws tore and clawed, rolling the shadow beast, crashing and gnawing.
What should have been a resilient target for ordinary materials, the shadow beast now showed panic and fear under that massive maw's bite.
Its damaged limbs and body seemed unable to heal!?
“Damn it!”
Amid the continuous shotgun blasts, the armored chosen one Ming Yan roared in anger.
In the ongoing daze from the stun grenades, the clusters of steel on his body suddenly swelled again, forming a continuously broken yet constantly repairing large shield on his bent arm.
In this manner, he pushed the large shield before him, braving the relentless slugs, inch by inch, closer to Lu Feng.
The grin on the ghostly face twisted even more grotesquely.
Yet in that instant, Lu Feng actually lowered his gun muzzle, without hesitation, he tossed aside the nearly glowing shotgun and lifted his hands.
"Feng Ge, it's done."
As Ji Jue’s voice came through the earpiece, he perfectly executed an exaggerated, exaggerated posture—kneeling with his head down, elbows touching the ground, as if worshipping a deity...
That was the textbook anti-artillery prone position!
(End of Chapter)