My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Could I really be the rumored first generation Gene Warrior?

He remembered during a mission when his entire squad fought to the death, and even he had been seriously wounded and passed out.

After being captured, his thoughts were cloudy, not knowing where he was or whether he had died. In a haze, he seemed to have been immersed in a liquid.

He had no idea how much time had passed when he woke up to darkness, buried underground.

He dug a tunnel through the darkness to escape and later found out that he had been buried for almost a month.

Reflecting on everything, it felt like a dream to Ye Xiong.

According to Vermilion Bird, it was highly likely that he had, unintentionally, become the first generation Gene Warrior, and possibly the only one.

“Gene Warriors, are the first generation the most powerful?” Ye Xiong couldn’t help asking.

“That’s not necessarily true. It is said that Gene Warriors undergo four stages of change in each generation. Within the same stage of change, the second generation is definitely stronger than the third, but if the second generation is only at the first stage of change, and the third generation reaches the third stage, it’s hard to predict the outcome of their battle. Moreover, the combat strength of a Gene Warrior is greatly influenced by the host.”

“A bunch of monsters.”

Ye Xiong pursed his lips and looked at Vermilion Bird, saying, “I’ve asked all I need to, you can go now.”

“Your body?”

“It’s fine.” Seeing the puzzled look on her face, Ye Xiong scooted to the back seat and laughed, “If you don’t believe me, we can book a room tonight, and I’ll strip naked for you to check, to see if I’ve lied to you.”

“Disgusting.”

Vermilion Bird gave him a disdainful glance before turning to leave the office.

“When you report back, don’t tell Long Tianya, that old immortal, that I only like basketball, not table tennis,” Ye Xiong shouted after her from a distance.

Vermilion Bird, on hearing this, almost crashed her head into the door.

After she left, Ye Xiong walked over to lock the door tightly before returning to his seat.

He turned on his computer, started playing an Island Country romance action film, and Ye Xiong began to watch.

Initially, he played it very slowly, then gradually increased the speed, but, damn it, his eyes just wouldn’t change into blood pupils like last time.

He tried over and over again but was still unable to transform.

“Do I need a Gene Catalyst for it to work?”

Ye Xiong took out the bottle of mud-yellow liquid he carried with him, wondering whether to give it a try.

This thought, as soon as it arose in his mind, was immediately suppressed.

He really did not want to end up a monster like Yan Li one day, scaring people to death.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang.

Seeing the words Sister Daxiong displayed on the phone, the corners of Ye Xiong’s mouth lifted into a smirk.

“Officer Luo, have you made up your mind? Is it 7 Days Inn or Home Inn?” Ye Xiong asked with a smile.

“At a time like this, you still have the mood for jokes. Get ready to wash your ass and sit in jail!” came Luo Weiwei’s stern voice from the other end of the phone.

“Officer Luo, don’t scare me. I’m faint-hearted. What if you frighten me into an idiot? Would you take care of me in your next life?” Ye Xiong laughed and said.

“Stop the nonsense; I’m talking serious business here.” Luo Weiwei’s voice was tense and serious, and she lowered her voice to say, “I’m asking you, did you go to the Fuhua Grand Hotel to cause trouble and beat up He Haodong, injuring a lot of security guards?”

“Indeed, that happened. He Haodong has tried to harm me over and over again. If I don’t teach him a lesson, wouldn’t he think I’m too easy to bully?” Ye Xiong said coldly.

“You’ve gotten yourself into big trouble. I just got the news that the city’s Police Chief Huang Weifu has received orders from above. He’s now heading to the Mingyang International Hotel with dozens of police officers to find you. If you leave now, you can still make it; otherwise, if they catch you, you’ll have no way out but death,” Luo Weiwei said anxiously.

“I’ve ‘died’ many times in my life already; it’s not so easy to kill me.” A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Xiong’s mouth, and his eyes brimmed with murderous intent. “Officer Luo, thanks for the heads-up. Don’t worry, I won’t let anything happen to me before you decide whether to go to Home Inn or 7 Days Inn.”

After speaking, Ye Xiong hung up the phone because he had already heard the sound of police sirens.

“They’ve arrived pretty quickly. It seems that the He Family has substantial influence up there to make Police Chief Huang Weifu himself lead the team to catch me. It looks like He Haodong was truly humiliated by me this time; he’s genuinely angry.”

At the entrance of the Mingyang International Hotel, over a dozen police cars stopped, and dozens of armed police officers got out. As they barged into the lobby, they startled everyone in the hotel.

“Come on, surround the hotel’s front and back entrances. Arrest the target on sight, and if there’s any resistance, shoot to kill,” Chief Huang Weifu ordered loudly.

A dozen police officers were divided into two groups to tightly cover both the front and back entrances of the hotel.

The rest of the officers, led by Huang Weifu, walked straight into the lobby.

“Excuse me, officers, what are you doing?” As a group of police officers charged in aggressively, Wang Tong, the lobby manager, hurried over to ask.

“Get out of the way.”

A crew-cut, square-faced officer next to Huang Weifu forcefully pushed, toppling Wang Tong’s slight frame to the ground.

“How can you hit people? You just barged in here. It’s my duty to find out what’s going on. Why would you resort to violence so quickly?” Wang Tong shouted angrily.

“Mingyang International is nothing but bandit trouble; sooner or later, I’ll wipe you all out in one go. If you don’t get out of the way now, I’ll charge you with obstruction of official business and take you in,” the crew-cut young man barked.

“Chen Han, don’t mind him. Arresting the suspect is more important,” Huang Weifu ordered.

Chen Han gave Wang Tong a disdainful glance and was about to continue forward when suddenly, a woman dressed in black blocked their path.

The woman was only in her twenties, tall and slim, with striking beauty—the kind that one would not easily forget after a glance.

She was extraordinarily distinctive.

Firstly, every piece of her attire was black.

Secondly, her countenance was as cold as an ice mountain, her aura chilling.

Lastly, her chest was as flat as a highway—if one were to only look at her bosom and not at her beautiful face, no one would doubt this was a man.

“What are you here for?” Vermilion Bird blocked the path of the line of police officers, asking icily.

“Step aside, don’t interfere with our investigation, or don’t blame us for being impolite,” Chen Han said coldly.

“If you want to arrest someone, you need to have a warrant. Where’s the paperwork?” Vermilion Bird extended her hand and demanded coldly, “Show it to me. If you don’t have it, don’t think about taking anyone away from the Mingyang International Hotel.”

Facing dozens of armed police officers, Vermilion Bird stood resolute.