“Let’s skip the pointless questions.
I’m here for him,” 2B said expressionlessly, pointing at the gunman.
Hearing this, terror instantly washed over the gunman’s face.
Although he didn’t recognize 2B, he knew full well what he had done.
Since she singled him out, he knew why without even thinking.
Without another word, he frantically opened fire at 2B, prioritizing a preemptive strike.
To his absolute shock, every bullet he fired was parried by the katana in 2B’s hand.
The scene left everyone present dumbfounded.
“How is that possible?!” The men stared, eyes wide with disbelief.
While they were still frozen in shock, 2B, who had been over ten meters away a moment before, leapt into the air and landed right in front of them.
A flash of silver light swept past.
Of the four lively men from a moment ago, only one remained standing.
The sole survivor was the gunman 2B was looking for.
Without wasting words, her katana thrust through his shoulder, pinning him to the wall behind him like a kabob.
Instantly, a blood-curdling scream erupted from the man’s throat like a slaughtered pig, completely devoid of his earlier ruthless demeanor.
Seeing him like this, 2B didn’t pull the katana out.
Instead, she raised her hand and flicked the blade.
The entire katana vibrated violently, sending waves of unbearable agony through the man.
“If you want to make this easier on yourself, answer every question truthfully.
Try playing tricks or wasting my time, and I’ll make you beg for death,” 2B said, looking at the man with a cold, expressionless face.
The man was consumed by overwhelming terror, his face pale from blood loss.
Hearing 2B’s warning, he nodded frantically, not daring to utter a single word of defiance.
“Who ordered the hit on the head of the Morgan family?” “T-Tombstone!
Boss Tombstone made us do it!
Miss, please spare me!
I’m just a nobody, I had no choice!” The man pleaded pitifully, his urge to survive overwhelming.
Hearing this, 2B didn’t let him go.
Instead, she yanked out the katana and thrust it into his other shoulder, triggering an even louder, pig-like shriek.
“I told you, I don’t want to hear any bullshit.
Who is this Boss Tombstone?” “He’s…
he’s one of Kingpin’s lieutenants!
He handles the underground casino operations for Kingpin’s syndicate!
He’s one of Kingpin’s most trusted right-hand men!” The man endured the excruciating pain, not daring to say another useless word.
“Kingpin?
So Kingpin’s syndicate was behind all of this?” “That doesn’t add up.
Why would a mere mob boss like Kingpin dare pick a fight with a mega-conglomerate like the Morgan family?
That makes no sense.
It seems this really isn’t as simple as it looks on the surface.” Right then, Loren’s voice echoed in 2B’s earpiece, filled with doubt.
Although he was still inside the underground lab at his estate, he could monitor 2B’s status in real-time through the neural network link.
“Boss, do I need to keep questioning him?” 2B asked, her brows slightly furrowing.
“Like he said, he’s just a small fry.
Even if you keep interrogating him, you won’t get anything useful.
Kill him.” “No, no, no, please don’t kill me!
I’ll do anything for you!” Hearing Loren tell her to kill him, the man almost lost control of his bladder in fear.
“Is that so?
Anything?” Loren asked, his voice laced with playful mockery.
“Yes!
Anything!” The man kept nodding, practically ready to drop to his knees and kowtow.
“Great.
Then go to hell,” Loren said indifferently.
To him, taking a human life was as effortless as squishing an ant.
“…” The moment Loren’s words landed, 2B hesitated for zero seconds.
A flash of her katana sliced through the air, and the man’s head rolled off like a rubber ball.
His eyes remained wide open, filled with raw unwillingness.
Even in death, he couldn’t believe the woman before him could be so decisive and ruthless—far more brutal than any so-called terrorists he had ever met.
After eliminating the gunman, 2B flicked the blood off her blade with a swift snap, then tossed it casually behind her back.
The katana automatically floated behind her—one of the general-purpose combat android’s high-tech features.
Just then, a chaotic flurry of footsteps sounded from outside the factory.
Within seconds, over a dozen drug traffickers wielding various firearms blocked the entrance.
Facing the sudden appearance of these drug dealers, Loren felt no fear—only intense excitement.
“Since you’re here, don’t leave.
2B, kill every last one of them.
I’m a bit tired from working on experiments, so I’ll go rest now.” After issuing the command, Loren disconnected the link.
He could leave the rest entirely to 2B.
As a general-purpose combat android, fighting and killing were her specialties—her expertise.
In New York, inside the estate’s underground laboratory.
Two gorgeous maidservants knelt before Loren.
He watched the real-time feed transmitted back by 2B’s vision system while enjoying their attentive service.
Because 2B possessed a true body of steel, she couldn’t feel pain at all.
Therefore, even with a dozen drug dealers shooting at her, Loren wasn’t worried in the slightest.
He believed in the power of the combat android he had built, and he trusted his own technology.
Back at the drug factory, 2B transformed into an unfeeling killing machine.
Although there were over a dozen enemies, in less than three minutes, not a single living soul remained in her sight.
All of them had been hacked to pieces like vegetables.
However, facing a barrage from so many people left several bullet holes in 2B’s synthetic skin.
For an android, these bullet holes caused no real damage to her chassis.
Aside from looking a bit unsightly, they had no effect whatsoever.
After slaughtering the drug dealers, 2B flicked her long blade to shake off the remaining blood, then unhurriedly turned to leave.
Right at that moment, a pleasant system notification chimed in Loren’s mind.
[Congratulations, Host.
You participated in the family revenge event and successfully killed the perpetrator.
Reward: Anti-Gravity Drone Technology.]