When the pitch-black gap appeared, within less than one-tenth of a second, a mass of wriggling silver metal flowed out and suddenly transformed into a hand, instantly clasping the head of the man in the purple tie.
Then squeezed hard.
Bang!
With fingers like knives, before the man in the purple tie could react, his head was explosively crushed, spewing out a mix of black-red blood and brain matter.
The man in the red tie on the left bizarrely rotated his head backward, facing the metal face that had just solidified in the air, and spoke in a stiff voice: "Interesting person."
As soon as he spoke, another metallic hand suddenly pierced through his body from behind, with five fingers protruding from his abdomen, gripping him and lifting him upwards.
The pitch-black gap vanished, leaving a silhouette of liquid metal flowing in place. The two-meter-tall figure with its striking appearance left no room for doubting its combat prowess.
"Master."
