Starting as a Mechanical Hunter-Chapter 394 - 52: Spider Holy Seal

The meeting room was quiet, except for the bosses smoking and the injured grinning and bearing it.

But those who could grin and bear it here were still alive, like Thumb Killer Don, Mechanical Mage Naga, and Super Soldier Roger. It’s worth mentioning that the newly appointed Captain Roger had once again acquired a fresh body.

Among the negotiators from the Powerful Gang, he was counted as the only one who ’hung up,’ but everyone knew this guy had countless bodies. He was hung but not completely gone.

As for the Steel Claw Gang, there weren’t many injured, for a simple reason; all the other higher-ups had hung up.

Each cut down by Battle Little Angel like a child’s play.

Hence, 3rd Generation Steel Claw’s face was as gloomy as water.

For someone as ambitious as him, this was undoubtedly a blow.

However, there was someone out of sync with the atmosphere, a certain bootleg squatting on the sofa, engrossed in a little yellow book, occasionally clicking his tongue in admiration at the colorful plot, completely devoid of any sense of scapegoating.

Hong Bing endured for a moment before launching the first attack: "Kid, I was gone for a moment, and several important captives were snatched. Don’t tell me, this had nothing to do with you!"

The bootleg G rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, and started counting on his fingers, "Let me count for you. I won the fight, maintained the scene, but the system got hacked, surveillance failed, and your support was lacking."

"As strong as I, Person G, carried the entire team, but surrounded by pig teammates, what could I do?"

Jungle Wolf and Alien Bai both darkened their faces but surprisingly didn’t argue back.

"But I heard, all the Mechanical Claw People I helped were dismantled by you alone. Weren’t you helping the attackers?" One of the higher-ups couldn’t help but shout angrily.

To the pig teammates of the Powerful Gang, the arrogant bootleg G was barely willing to respond, but to others, this one who had eyes growing on the top of his head, took them completely unseriously.

He crossed one leg over the other, flipped his eyelids, and shrugged his shoulders.

"That’s right, fight me, huh?"

The higher-up was furious, but at the next moment, a terrifying gravity suddenly surged from underground, causing his legs to go limp, and he sat down with a thud, with the chair and even the floor cracking beneath him, his face turned a dark purple, not knowing whether he had soiled himself.

3rd Generation Steel Claw slowly raised his head, with a knife scar left by some girl on his right cheek, surrounded by dense cracks.

Though it looked terrifying, getting hit like this without his body being destroyed by Destructive Energy, this one was terrifyingly strong.

Incidentally, when 3rd Generation Steel Claw took that hit, he also smashed Xiao Yu’s Carbon Atom Reactor with a punch.

And Xiao Yu, holding the principle that if it’s the boss’s stuff, you might as well use it, decisively swapped one for one with him.

3rd Generation Steel Claw slowly raised his head, and his eyes surged with ferocity. When bootleg G was stared at by him, his hair stood on end!

The scene before his eyes seemed to disappear, replaced by various advanced mechanical weapons, flying in the sky, crawling on the ground, swimming undersea, all turning their cold muzzles towards him.

But bootleg G wasn’t angry but delighted, "Great, if that short little girl with the flat chest can take on a group alone, there’s no reason I can’t!"

Centered on bootleg G, terrifying gravity brewed rapidly, and in the arsenal, the eyes of the military machine glowed red, and not just one machine, but three military machines activated simultaneously.

"Hehe, why take a child’s words to heart." Old Pawa chuckled, clapped his hands in the air, and the next moment, whether it was the military machine or the Corporate Will, all disappeared into thin air.

But it’s worth noting that one of Old Pawa’s hands was perfectly intact, while the surface of the other was charred, full of cracks, almost identical to 3rd Generation Steel Claw’s right cheek.

Many onlookers seemed to understand, that these two Nightless City peaks, though not as the media claimed—critically injured, were certainly not in an easy state.

Light injuries and localized permanent damage are entirely different matters.

Old Pawa scanned around, his gaze pausing on a hooded woman in the corner, and suddenly revealed a wretched smile.

"It’s no big deal, just a minor setback, don’t take it to heart. Our losses were substantial, but were the opponent’s losses any less?"

"The girl’s mechanical body was severely damaged, making it impossible to acquire a similar mechanical body in a short time."

"Old bionic men, Lady Red Dream, and even headquarters members injured by Lord Mechanic, how much combat power is left on the opposing side?"

"The Steel Claw’s Mechanical Clawman Corps is in continuous production, and our Powerful Gang hasn’t lost a single person. As for the Deep Web Weaver, ahem, we deeply mourn the sacrifice of Lady Ninth."

"As for the kidnapped members of the four great families, even though we’ve extracted the encrypted files from their brains, even if the originals got rescued, so what?"

Old Pawa gave a strange smile and snapped his fingers, and the next moment, three figures floated up from the table.

"Virtual Personality·Clan Leader Miyamoto, Virtual Personality·Black Hawk Clan Leader, Virtual Personality·Clan Leader Xiaoi, plus Clan Leader Kobayashi who has defected to us, we can replace their originals anytime we want."

"Roger, how long to create a cloned body?"

"Not even three days; if it’s a clone with a lifespan of less than six months, one day is enough."