My Silly, Sweet Wife

This scene left Ye Guichen and the others dumbfounded.

Luo Huasheng placed one hand in a Buddhist gesture: ”Amitabha, there really are werewolves among the people of the world!”

Indeed, there were five werewolves there.

Each of them, after mutating, stood nearly three meters tall.

They had sharp teeth and claws, even their limbs became incredibly sharp, encircling Feng Guoguo in the blink of an eye.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, even Ye Guichen couldn’t have imagined the Genetic Laboratory would be so terrifying, capable of producing werewolves straight out of a sci-fi movie.

Feng Guoguo’s swordplay was like the wind, but he gradually struggled under the encirclement of five werewolves.

The werewolves’ speed was astonishing, reaching the level of top-class experts.

Though Feng Guoguo’s swordsmanship was exquisite, with only a dozen seconds passed, he’d already cut off one of the werewolves’ heads.

But the scent of blood drove the remaining four werewolves even more berserk.

They howled, releasing their most primal ferocity, completely disregarding Feng Guoguo’s saber that emitted a heavy killing aura, coming at him wildly.

After successively killing three werewolves, Feng Guoguo’s strength clearly started to wane.

Caesar smiled faintly: ”Big Saber Feng Guoguo, truly deserving of his reputation, but my slaves are all ready to die for me. Let’s see how many more you can kill.”

He waved his hand again.

Several more people let out wolf-like howls, transforming one by one.

”Captain, if you don’t save him now, it might be too late!” Luo Huasheng cried out urgently, knowing they couldn’t just stand by and watch.

Although their interaction time was short, they could see Caesar was a devil, a devil with an expanding ambition to the extreme.

Caesar definitely wouldn’t let them go today; he just wanted to keep intensifying their fear to reach his own sick satisfaction.

Moreover, he wanted to use their companions as test subjects right in front of them.

This was unacceptable.

”If I do not enter hell, who will?” Luo Huasheng saw Ye Guichen remained silent and roared: ”Empty Cicada Institute, charge!”

He waved the half iron rod in his hand and rushed toward the werewolves.

Other disciples of Empty Cicada Institute knew that today they would either turn into those werewolf-like monstrosities or die here.

Everyone’s blood burned hot inside.

But they understood, despite the intense allure of the title Martial Arts Grandmaster, becoming a werewolf was worse than death.

Besides, Caesar viewed them as ants, as slaves.

Seeing Luo Huasheng charge ahead, the other disciples of Empty Cicada Institute followed suit, waving their iron rods and rushing forward.

The site instantly fell into a stalemate.

The battle reached a fever pitch in the blink of an eye.

Dragon Teeth and the others also felt their blood boiling.

But Ye Guichen hadn’t given the order, so Jiang Long and the others, although eager, didn’t act.

”Boss, what should we do?” Jiang Long asked impatiently.

”Do nothing!” Ye Guichen knew testing Caesar’s methods wouldn’t be easy; just those mutants made it impossible for anyone to get close to Caesar.

”Your task is to protect Murong. Without my permission, do not act rashly!” As Ye Guichen finished speaking, the Golden Snake Dagger was already in his hand.

He tapped his toe lightly, his figure like a ghost, and charged forward in the blink of an eye.

The moment he rushed out, the Golden Snake Dagger had already sliced through a werewolf’s neck.

A colossal wolf head fell.

As the mutant fell to the ground, he transformed back into his original human form.

”These mutants are nothing special!” Ye Guichen moved gracefully, like a dragon playing with a phoenix, almost every step leading to a werewolf head dropping.

Ye Guichen charged forward in a straight line, reaching within five steps of Caesar in just the blink of an eye.

”Caesar, you’ve schemed so much, just to make me your slave. Even if I become the king of slaves, I’d still be just a slave!” Ye Guichen stared directly at Caesar, lightly shaking his head: ”But I don’t like being someone else’s slave, I am myself. If you don’t mind, I can make you the king of my slaves, how about it?”

”Haha, kid, you truly are arrogant to the extreme!” Caesar laughed wildly: ”In here, I am like a god. You want to be my master? Well then, let me show you what qualifications you have!”

A slash in the void.

Not far from Caesar, a person’s head from the Vermilion Bird Tower fell cleanly.

”Do you have such skill?” Caesar’s eyes carried a mocking smile: ”Do you know how powerful my strength is? Haha, so, do you still think you can be my master?”

Ye Guichen’s face turned grim, killing someone right in front of him.

Although not part of Dragon Teeth, they were companions in this competition.

In Caesar’s eyes, they were like ants, a precious life gone just like that.

”Let’s give it a try!” Ye Guichen knew Caesar cared no more for human life than grass. If they stayed any longer, Caesar might kill even more people. With a loud shout, he charged at Caesar.

Caesar’s eyes showed disdain, lightly shaking his head: ”You have no idea of my power. Since you wish to disgrace yourself, let me show you my strength! Haha, haha!”

Caesar raised his hand again, punched fiercely though still a few steps away from Ye Guichen.

That punch seemed to bridge the distance and struck directly at Ye Guichen’s chest.

Ye Guichen was knocked back, flying away.

Caesar’s smile grew more triumphant: ”Did you feel it? This power is something you cannot resist at all!”

Ye Guichen shook his head, dusted off, swung the Golden Snake Dagger killing another approaching werewolf, then raised his head: ”Is that all you’ve got?”

Caesar was stunned, looking at Ye Guichen oddly.

The strength of that punch could easily kill an elephant, but it felt like merely scratching Ye Guichen?

”Caesar, from childhood until now, nobody has ever struck me. You do have some skill.” Ye Guichen walked towards Caesar again: ”But I just wanted to test you earlier. Now I understand, your mutation is no more than petty tricks.”

”Really?” Caesar’s pupils shrank, his expression grew serious, and he gripped his hands together, chopping downward like a slash.

An overwhelming pressure descended on Ye Guichen’s head.

This feeling was not unlike profound energy, but stronger.

As the slash descended, it felt like a mountain pressing down on Ye Guichen.

Those fighting werewolves, including Feng Guoguo, felt the pressure surge suddenly.

Though seeing nothing, an aura of danger spread invisibly.

”Retreat quickly!” Feng Guoguo shouted first, retreating rapidly.

Luo Huasheng did not dare delay, quickly leading Empty Cicada Institute disciples to retreat at least a hundred meters.

Just as quickly, a huge boom echoed.

Centered on Ye Guichen, a massive pit formed from the impact.

Those werewolves did not have time to escape and were instantly buried within the pit.

Even Ye Guichen was smashed into the pit.