World Traveler Villain

[Chapter 51 New Power And Confrontation]

William stood up, twisted his body, and made a crackling sound. "Ah, that's the spot."

"Aaah, help!" cried several severely injured technologists.

William, wearing only a pair of short pants, walked towards the computer. Several security guards with guns rushed in and were taken aback by the scene in the laboratory.

"What's going on?" one of the guards asked.

"Kill him," Wembley called, clutching his stomach.

All the guns aimed at William. "Raise your hands!"

William didn't even look at the security guards. He quickly tapped on the keyboard with one hand. This personal data about him couldn't be left here, so he wanted to destroy it.

"Shoot!" a security guard yelled.

William continued tapping on the keyboard with one hand, staring at the computer screen. His other hand was waving aside, creating a blur as it moved.

Boom!

William then punched the computer, which burst into flames. Black smoke soon emerged, destroying all the hardware along with the software.

"How is that even possible?" one of the security guards stammered, lowering his weapon slightly as he stared at William in disbelief.

"There's no such thing as impossible," William replied calmly, his gaze cold and unyielding. He opened his hands, letting shards of bullets clatter to the ground like useless debris.

"H-He caught the bullets!" another guard whispered in horror.

"Keep firing! Don't stop! Take him down!" the lead guard shouted, panic lacing his voice.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"It's pointless," William said, shaking his head as he snatched the incoming bullets mid-air with an almost lazy grace. "You'll only waste your ammunition."

The guards hesitated, their confidence eroding as William smirked. "Since you seem to enjoy shooting so much," he said, his tone darkening, "allow me to return the favor."

With a sudden flick of his wrists, William's expression turned cold as steel. "Ha!" he shouted, his voice echoing ominously. The bullets he had caught were launched back at blinding speed, faster than they had been fired, tearing through the air like rounds from a high-powered sniper rifle.

"Ahhh!" Agonized screams erupted as the guards crumpled one by one. Blood spattered the pristine floor as the men fell, clutching their wounds. The crimson stains spread, painting a grim picture of carnage.

The remaining scientists froze, staring wide-eyed at the scene before them.

William walked in front of Wembley, who was suffering from pain. Wembley looked at William and said weakly, "You… why are you doing this?"

"This sentence, it's like asking a robber, why do you rob?" William squatted down with a smile.

"You won't get away with it."

"Really? Well, it doesn't matter."

"Go in peace. Death is just a matter of closing your eyes." William's hand rested on Wembley's neck.

"No, please!"

Click!

With a crisp sound, Wembley's neck was twisted by William, and there he lay lifeless.

"Well, people are always so fragile," William said with a disguised expression and walked out of the laboratory wearing pants.

William, who walked out of the laboratory, found that the entire KSI was in chaos. Many men and women were screaming and escaping, and the sound of explosions came from time to time.

"It seems Prime is here," William smiled slightly.

It was true that after William left, Cade also entered the research room of KSI and transmitted the dismantling of Leadfoot to Optimus Prime and others waiting not far away through the camera.

Optimus Prime, who waited, saw the dismantling and defiling of several Transformers he knew well. He became completely enraged, killing his way towards KSI, breaking into KSI directly, and destroying KSI's experimental facilities.

"Destroy it all!" Optimus yelled, the steel machine gun in his hand firing wildly.

"Guys, save me from this place!" the small robot in the glass cover shouted loudly.

One of the people fleeing frantically was Joyce. Joyce was walking towards the destroyed Transformers, shouting, "Hey, hey, stop! That's company property!"

Optimus looked at Joyce. "They're not your property. They were my friends," Prime spoke as the hot-tempered Hound pulled Gatling's thick barrel and aimed at Joyce.

"You ain't talking so much now you got Hound in front of you, huh?" The small robot stood on Gatling's cannon and shouted at Joyce. He was angry at Joyce. He had been tortured by him and saw the death of his comrades.

"Oh, go ahead, show us your true colors once and for all," Joyce said calmly.

"Ha, you really got guts," William came up wearing pants and a cigarette in his mouth.

"It's you?" Joyce looked at William.

"William," Optimus said, recognizing him.

"Your name is William? KSI doesn't have any information about you. You're not an employee of KSI." Joyce's brow furrowed slightly.

"Of course not," William laughed.

"What's your purpose for mixing in our KSI?" Joyce asked.

"Don't talk with him, just give me the word. I'll splatter him. Why don't you tell itchy fingers?" Hound said.

Optimus stopped Hound. "Wait."

"Let me tell you, this is all the spoils of war: dead metal innovation. What we do here is science because if we don't do it, somebody else will. You cannot stop technology," Joyce pointed to the Transformers fragments that had hit the ground.

"We're not your technology," Optimus roared and kicked a research platform on the ground.

"Let me vaporize his ass," Hound said.

Joyce looked fearless. "I broke the code. I own your whole genome."

"The world will know what you're doing here," Optimus groaned.

"Hahaha!" William laughed as the smoke dissipated.

"What are you laughing at?" Optimus asked.

"Haha, that pillar, of course. Laughing at your childishness," William spread his hands.

"What did you say?"

"Ding ding, you have stayed on Earth for a long time. Have you seen humans? Are you still unclear? Humans don't trust anyone. Even if you have helped them, to humans, you are a threat with great power that is no different from a Decepticon."

After a pause, William continued: "Humans want to control everything, so humans can create Transformers themselves. They will use them to support themselves. They want to control this power. You are really simple."

Joyce raised his head and said loudly, "Yes! The world will approve. We can make you now. Don't you get it? We don't need you anymore."

"That was cruel," Optimus said, shaking his head. "The reality is really cruel. Autobots, we're done."

"We're done what?"

"..."

"We're not going to kick a little bit of ass?" The small robot called.

"I've been itching to kill something lately."

"Let's go."

"William, don't you want to come?" Bumblebee asked William.

"You go first. There's still something I need to do."

Joyce looked at William. "What kind of person are you? You put forward the fusion of human and deformed elements. You wanted to use our KSI technology, right?"

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