Chapter 34: Connect Vs Snowflake
"Hahahahah."
Uche laughed sarcastically at the words Kante had just said, he laughed so hard he almost fell from the chair he was strapped to, if not for the chain holding him in place.
After a while, he stopped laughing and stared at Kante in amusement.
"You...think you can escape your bloodline curse?"
Uche said, pointing at Kante mockingly.
"Even if you manage to get my organs for yourself, do you think you can live a long peaceful life?"
Uche's tone turned serious.
"Definitely no. Because if you kill me and get my organs, I'll make sure you die miserably."
Now it was Kante's time to laugh.
He laughed uncontrollably that he almost knocked the medical tray off the table while laughing around.
"I never knew you're such a funny guy."
"You'll make sure I die miserably? Well, let's see how you'll do it after I kill you and take your organs."
Kante said, his voice turning cold. Then he turned to the old surgeon who was already creeping out by the two's conversation.
"Shall we start now."
He asked, his gaze directed to the old surgeon. The man nodded abruptly, and quickly moved to the medical tray, adjusting the equipment one by one, his hands a little shaky and sweaty.
'Oh gods, help me on this one, what would happen to me if people learned I'm helping Snowflake achieve immortality. Should I just kill him while doing the transplant? Ah damn, the bastard claimed to have planted bombs all around the house.'
The old surgeon thought, as he slowly arranged the equipment, waiting for the next order.
Uche meanwhile, was trying hard to keep the confident look on his face, he was troubled inside. After the chilling revelation Snowflake had revealed now, about his ancestors and how the name Snowflake had risen and came to be, Uche knew everyone who had heard the story won't make it out of here alive.
Snowflake couldn't afford the story to be spread, especially his own identity, so he would spare no one in the room.
Uche, with his unnatural strength, could easily destroy the chair he was strapped to, if more effort was included, although, he would get injured in the process, but that didn't matter as it would heal right after. But Uche was hesitant because of his boss and his wife in Snowflake's possession, if Uche tried anything stupid, Snowflake wouldn't hesitate killing them, so he was trying to be careful.
But what does that matter now, no one in the room would be spared after Snowflake got Uche's organs successfully, he would kill everyone including the surgeon and his boss with his wife, so if they're already ghosts sitting on the chair, why the hell does he need to hesitate.
He threw a regretful glance at Mr. Kim who looked more dead than alive with his wife, then his gaze moved to Snowflake who was preparing everything with the old surgeon.
He glanced back at Mr. Kim and said.
'I'm sorry, I can't let him have what he wants, the whole of humanity would be doomed if he achieves what he wants, just think of it as a sacrifice for your race.'
Uche said as his veins started bulging. At first, he had been hoping that Mira would appear, but he realized that he had been depending more on that young lady, he needed to do it himself. And also, he didn't know how long he had been here, he only woke up about 30 minutes ago, so he guessed that Mira hadn't known he was taken away.
Suddenly, a cracking sound was heard and the metal chair broke into two with a loud thud as it hit the floor, making both Snowflake and the old surgeon turn around immediately, and see Uche who was slowly standing up, the chain still holding his arms together while also hanging loose around him, but he was free from the chair.
Immediately, Kante took several steps back and ran towards the two old couples bound to the chair, who quickly jolted awake, staring at Uche in confusion.
"Take another step and they're gone."
Kante said, pointing a scalpel at Mr. Kim who stared at Uche with wide eyes as he just did what the madman had told him not to do.
He stubbornly took a step forward, making Kante use the scalpel to pierce Mr. Kim's chest, who cried in agony.
"Uche...what are you doing....please...listen to him...he'll kill us if you don't."
Mr. Kim said, blood dripping from his chest.
Uche stared at him as he took another step, which made Kante hurt the old man again
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"I'm sorry boss, just think of it as a sacrifice for the sake of humanity, I can't let this bastard have what he wants, or else the world would be under his feet."
Uche said as he took another step forward, slowly taking the chain off his body, wrapping it around his wrist, he couldn't take off the one that was binding his wrist, so he wrapped some around it, making it look like a whip, held with both hands.
Looking at this, Kante suddenly let out a chilling laugh and surprisingly moved away from Mr. Kim. He stared at Uche with a cold smile and said.
"Well, I thought you were planning to run away, never knew you wanted to fight, seems you really want me to die miserably. Then bring it on, let's have some fun. It would be nice to warm up before getting your organs."
Kante said as he slowly moved towards him, his hand reaching into his pocket, and coming out of it was a small tiny whip, the same he had used to torture the old surgeon.
The whip now seemed a bit larger and stronger, and Kante wasted no time getting into action.
There were two of them in his hand, so he did a roundhouse kick and swung the whip towards Uche's head, he swung it so hard that Uche barely saw anything coming at him, but still managed to evade it after sensing it.
He easily avoided the whip by slightly moving to the side and as the whip missed him, it hissed and moved back to its owner. And at that time, Uche's kick landed right on his chest, sending him across the operating table which broke in the process.
Uche wasted no time charging towards him again, his chain whip coming down with strong momentum. Kante rolled to the side, making the chain hit the floor with a loud thud.
The old surgeon quickly moved towards the two couples bound to the chair, to free them.
Kante stood up, staring at Uche with amusement.
"Seems I underestimated you, I never knew you were this good. Now shall we have some fun?"