Marvel: My (GLORIOUS) Self-Evolution

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At this moment, the intense excitement in their hearts has diminished, replaced by a hint of inexplicable unease. They try to rationalize their feelings, perhaps imagining that someone is cutting raw beef or slaughtering chickens inside, which could explain the strong smell of blood and the sound of cutting meat. Despite their thoughts, the unease persists. Looking at the bright gap ahead, they sense not brightness, but gloominess. They exchange glances, seeing a trace of unease in each other's eyes, especially with the potent smell of blood and the sound of cutting meat around them.

Then, a fierce light flashes in the eyes of the thin man, who shouts, "There's a lot of money inside! Even if the devil comes today, don't think about stopping me from making money!" After saying this, he takes out a pistol, releases the safety, and loads it. Bang! He kicks open the door revealing a scene inside. Only a figure stands before an operating table where a bloody man lies, covered in sweat with bloody wounds and exposed flesh. The person working on him is the 'fat sheep' they had mentioned earlier, carefully cutting open the man's biceps to reveal the red, textured muscles.

This scene stuns the three intruders, their pupils shrinking and spines chilling. The man performing the surgery reacts minimally to the commotion, continuing his work and casually saying, "You finally came. You took so long to find the secret room; you've really worked hard." Hearing this, the three are instantly horrified—the man already knew they were coming? The black-haired man continues, "I was actually planning to go out and buy some guinea pigs, but I didn't expect to have free door-to-door service. That's great." He nods in satisfaction. The hearts of the intruders grow even colder when they feel the gaze of the man on the operating table looking at them with deep sympathy and pity.

In fact, when the three were cracking the door, Noel had already received an alert. Through the surveillance outside, he recognized them as the car thieves from before. He didn't expect them to be so persistent, trying to break into the house after failing to steal the car. Noel was waiting for them to come down on their own, becoming his experimental subjects, just in time to verify the massive genome in the clone.

The thin man shouts in defiance, "Who the hell do you think you are? You think you're more powerful than my bullets?! I'll blow you up with one shot!" As he raises the gun, a cold light flashes through the air, followed by a scream. The thin man's face contorts as he grips his right hand, with a surgical knife stuck in it, blood dripping down. The pistol falls to the ground, stained with blood. Noel's speed is incredibly fast, and the other two don't even see his movement clearly. They only witness their companion being pierced through the hand. Overwhelmed with fear, the two turn around, wanting to escape, completely ignoring their companion kneeling on the ground and screaming in pain.

Bang! The door closed automatically, blocking their way out. 

"No, no, no! Let us out!" 

"I want to get out!" They pounded on the door, trying to break free. On the other side, Noel finished his actions and walked toward the three people. Seeing this, the two became even more frightened as Noel slowly approached. The fear in their hearts grew stronger and more suffocating. Seeing this, the thin man quickly reached for his gun with his left hand to defend himself. 

Whoosh! Another cold light fell. The thin man covered his hand, which was pinned to the ground by a surgical knife, and screamed in pain. In this horrifying and oppressive situation, one person seemed on the verge of collapse and shouted angrily, "F**k it! I'll fight you!" He swung an iron plate wrench toward Noel. 

Bang! Noel kicked with his long legs, instantly knocking the opponent to the ground. He moved, and soon, the last person also fell. After a moment, inside the spacious tool room, three naked bodies were tied to three workbenches. 

"Let us go! We know we were wrong!" 

"We were wrong, we were wrong! Spare us! We will never step foot in here again!" 

"Please, spare us! As long as you let us go, we will never come back!" They cried bitterly, their eyes filled with fear. 

Noel completely ignored them. Instead, he looked at a note that had just been taken from them, hidden in a secret compartment in a wallet. On it was written a date and address, a week later at the dock. Seeing this, Noel spoke, "What is this?" Hiding something so discreetly, Noel's intuition told him that this date and address were not simple. 

The thin man quickly spoke, "I... I'll tell you the meaning of this information if you let me go!" Hearing this, Noel raised his hand, the sharp surgical knife emitting a cold light. 

Swoosh! The sharp blade easily cut through the muscles of the thin man's thigh. "Ah!" The thin man screamed in agony. Noel calmly looked at the other two. 

The two quickly spilled everything like beans. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you. We were working for the Hand Association." 

"The Japanese gang is preparing to transport something valuable to New York for the Hand Association. This is the time and place. We were specifically assigned to keep watch outside and assess the situation!" 

"That's all the relevant information." Noel looked at the note and continued to ask, "What are they planning to transport?" The two shook their heads quickly, "We don't know about that. We were only responsible for keeping watch." 

"The specific contents are not something we at our level would know. Only the higher-ups of the Hand Association probably know." Noel glanced at the expressions and tone of the two, and it didn't seem like they were lying. However, he didn't expect these three people would be connected to the Hand Association. Noel didn't know much about the Hand Association either, only that it was a large and extraordinary ninja organization, belonging to the antagonist group.