The Last Gentleman

Chapter 102

“Little Grape, you go left, I’ll go right!”They split their focus, swiftly scanning the diseased canine’s body for the pathogenic core.

As they conducted their visual

When Yi Chen looked over, the final moments of the battle unfolded.

The chainsaw had been completely destroyed by the chief's brute strength. The pig-headed figure hung from a nearby house, with broken saw blades scattered across the ground.

However,

Thanks to an earlier abdominal wound, Jin had managed to thrust her entire right arm into the chief’s body.

This had been her plan all along—laying the groundwork to penetrate the chief's iron-hard flesh.

Her right hand, buried inside the chief’s abdomen, gripped a "compressed meat bomb."

On its surface, crimson lotuses blossomed.

[Ultimate Explosion.]

A blinding light engulfed the two combatants as a terrifying mushroom cloud rose from the explosion’s epicenter.

When the smoke cleared,

Jin’s right arm, along with the village chief’s torso, had been obliterated.

Swish! A pre-prepared "synthetic flesh syringe" was quickly injected into Jin’s severed right arm, beginning a slow regeneration process.

As her arm gradually recovered,

Jin walked lightly toward the village chief, who now lay paralyzed. His torso was blown open, with a massive hole exposing shattered bones, rendering him incapable of movement.

Even the village chief's internal —a heart encased in steel—was visible. Cracks covered its surface as life essence seeped out, leaving him on the brink of death.

"Nothing special," Jin sneered. "Other than your hard, durable body, you don't have much going for you. Lucky for me, my specialty is countering brute strength and speed."

"Now, let me think… what kind of weapon should I turn you into?

A warhammer? Too inconvenient to carry around.

A giant axe? Too similar to William’s weapon, doesn’t quite fit.

Full-coverage gauntlets? Hmm, now that’s an idea…”

"Hold still for a moment; I’ll make you into my exclusive weapon once we return to Zion for further processing."

With that, Jin blew the chief a playful kiss before placing her hands on his dying body, ready to begin his transformation.

But suddenly, a strange sensation struck—

A surge of vitality emerged near the chief’s abdomen, entirely different from his decaying flesh. It was young, fresh, like that of a newborn infant.

The next second,

a bizarre umbilical cord shot out, wrapping tightly around the chief’s neck!

It didn’t target Jin but instead hoisted the four-hundred-pound chief into the air, leaving him hanging like a noose victim.

“Jin! Watch out!”

Yi Chen’s warning came immediately, but Jin stood frozen,

perhaps captivated by the strange phenomenon,

perhaps hearing an indescribable whisper that invaded her mind,

or perhaps out of sheer curiosity to observe the unfolding situation.

The village chief, who should have been dead, suddenly opened his eyes.

The tumor-like sack on his shoulder expanded and enveloped Jin, instantly swallowing her whole.