The bullet hit the tiled floor next to Bai Chunian's face, and the shards of the blasted porcelain scraped several thin bloodstains on the faces of the two of them.

The bullet was emptied, Dragonfly alpha simply threw the gun and focused on hand-to-hand combat. Bai Chunian didn't let him get his wish, grabbed his entire arm and threw the dragonfly into the stairwell.

The dragonfly held on to Bai Chunian desperately, and the two rolled down the stairwell together, the hydraulic door closed automatically, and the human eye suddenly entered the darkness from a bright place, and they would become blind for a short period of time. in the dark.

The position where Dragonfly fell was lower than that of Bai Chunian. This fall also made him sober. Instead of fighting with Bai Chunian to the death, he groped downstairs.

He hid in Tibet in the chaotic debris in the Middle East, causing trouble for Bai Chunian to pursue him, but there was no sound behind him. Dragonfly thought he was not chasing, so he concentrated on running down.

Suddenly felt a chill in neck, as if a sharp object had slipped through the carotid artery.

He touched it, and felt a warm, sticky patch, and smelled maybe blood.

Bai Chunian stood silently behind him, holding a bloody blade between his fingers.

The moment he fell into the stairwell, he changed the bandage wrapped around his left eye to his right eye. The injured left eye had already recovered, and he had been wearing the bandage to hide the chip and avoid surprise inspection.

The bandaged left eye is opaque and can suddenly adapt to the dark. From the moment he fell into the stairwell, Bai Chunian has mastered the entire trajectory of his prey.

The dragonfly lost the ability to resist due to a large amount of blood loss, but it would not die in a short time. Bai Chunian held his neck with a strip of cloth and dragged the half-dead body back to the floor where he was just now. In the corridor of the medical staff, in full view, he dragged the killer's collar all the way back, with a long trail of blood trailing behind him.

He threw the dragonfly to the armed police: "It's still alive, if it's cured, it can be tried."

Du Mo was in shock and stared blankly at Bai Chunian, who was covered in dried blood.

A siren sounded from the window, and four helicopters from the International Police Department rushed to the outside of the custody building. A drone carrying a special anesthetic agent flew in through the window and fired at the pastry chef, who had fainted on the ground.

Bai Chunian stared at the pastry chef, the drone locked him, and opened the hatch to launch a special anesthetic.

Suddenly, the pastry chef arched his body and pushed out a pair of translucent bee wings from behind.

Bai Chunian realized the danger, jumped forward, grabbed the anesthetic needle that was still ready to be launched in the drone cabin, pulled it down, rolled forward, and stabbed the dessert chef at the back of the neck.

The pastry chef suddenly raised his head, his face completely turned into a bee, and there were many ontological features on his entire body, his wings fluttered, and a harsh buzzing sounded.

"Remove, move away...Quick!" Bai Chunian was the first to react, but it was already too late. The armed policemen who were holding handcuffs close to the dessert chef to capture melted instantly and rotted into pools of rainbow syrup.

Du Mo widened his eyes, grabbed the grid gun and fired it at him, before pulling the trigger, the pastry chef flew straight towards him with a buzzing sound.

"You idiot, you still want to confront him." Bai Chunian threw Du Mo, and the dessert chef flew over their heads. His sharp wings cut the load-bearing wall into two extremely deep ravines, and the ceiling began to collapse.

Du Mo grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted hoarsely, "Get out of the building and hand it over to the police station!"

The pastry chef gains flight ability and area infection ability after deteriorating. As long as he gets close to him within a certain range, he will immediately rot into syrup.

The helicopter of the International Police Agency was equipped with a howitzer specially designed to deal with the experimental body. The grenade flew all over the sky for a while, blasting deep pits on the ground, and splashing countless sand and leaves.

The pastry chef flew very fast, and the buildings he went were rotting, the surrounding buildings deformed, softened and collapsed like rotten persimmons, and colorful syrup dripped out of the collapsed gaps in the buildings.

He was like a giant bee dealing with the helicopter in the air. A helicopter was picked up by him, softened and fell in the air, and turned into colored syrup together with the police officers above.

Everyone was shocked by the destructive power he showed, and Bai Chunian was no exception. The power of the deteriorating experimental body was far beyond his imagination.

"...There are only so many resident police officers... Now it's too late to dispatch from various countries..." Du Mo's fingertips were shaking, and he was clutching the walkie-talkie and didn't dare to press the talk button.

Bai Chunian took off the bandage on his eyes, took out a tiny chip from under his eyelids, and stuck it on the suppressor combination lock on the back of his neck.

Three seconds later, the code was deciphered, and the suppressor fell off his neck.

Du Mo's eyes widened, his trembling hand raised the pistol to the back of Bai Chunian's neck: "What do you want to do..."

"International Prison does not have the qualifications to supervise the experimental subjects. All these materials will be sent back to ioa, and your proposal will be rejected." Bai Chunian turned his gun away, "I advise you to immediately, now, immediately seek emergency help from ioa."

The police station on the high seas has already sent help to the headquarters, and the international police can only make a request for assistance to the PBB peacekeeping force, so the pbb should ask the ioa group stationed closest to the international prison to take the lead in providing assistance.

A helicopter painted with the ioa Freedom Bird logo rises above the International Prison.

Xiao Xun reclined on the helicopter, holding the hanging sniper rifle to aim coldly, the vines of Bilan rose from the four corners of the open space, controlling the dessert chef at a height where he could not escape the prison wall, and gradually reduced the encirclement.

Holding the laptop, Han Xingqian stated in a low voice in the communicator: "Deteriorating the differentiation ability of the pastry chef j1 "beeping knife wings": The edge of the wings has the ability to cut like a chainsaw, so that his own flight is not hindered at the same time.

Deteriorating Pastry Chef's m2 differentiation ability "Honey Flow Color": a group injury type ability, randomly select ten targets for saccharification. The targets are not limited to living bodies. When the named person's level is lower than him, it will immediately rot into syrup and die. He can also consume glandular energy to resist saccharification. When the energy is exhausted, it will rot into syrup and die completely. If the level is higher than him, it will not saccharification. Unless there is physical contact, the contact surface will be saccharified. "