Main entrance.
The fierce sunlight appeared behind Zhang Beixing.
Zhang Beixing stood in the sunlight, backlit.
At this mont, his figure seed so tall and upright, with a commanding presence and a dismissive gaze.
Although he was clearly standing on the ground floor, the guards were instead positioned on the steps, fully prepared.
In the end, it was Zhang Beixing who shifted the attack and defense balance, facing this force of a hundred defenders alone.
Only to hear Zhang Beixing speak with a light tone, full of disdain, calmly saying to these people.
"I know you are holding close to a hundred Martial Artists now, and several hundred ordinary people."
"I'm giving you three seconds to consider, put down your guns and surrender, or else you'll all die!"
Zhang Beixing's expression was indifferent, his voice light, yet the intimidation in his words was anything but weak.
Every word exploded like thunder in the ears of everyone present.
Everyone stared dazedly at Zhang Beixing, montarily frozen and at a loss.
The ordinary soldiers—no, they weren't soldiers, just a bunch of rcenaries.
The rcenaries were dumbfounded, but the executives upstairs had clearer directives.
Zhang Beixing ca with ill intentions, and it seed he had advance knowledge of so things.
He was even roughly aware of how many people were being held here.
Given the previous animosity between Zhang Beixing and their organization, and the conflicts, the events in Ancient Ro weren't that long ago.
Do you, Zhang Beixing, think a resolution is just that easy?
Moreover, what was Zhang Beixing's attitude just now?
If he really ca to reconcile, then fine, maybe they could think it over, offer Zhang Beixing so terms, and truly reconcile.
But what was his attitude just now?
"What are you waiting for? Fire!"
The voice of the upstairs managent ca through the walkie-talkie.
The voice was slightly hysterical.
At this mont, in the upstairs managent's office, they were initially in a eting, discussing how to resolve this incident.
They were well aware of Zhang Beixing's personal combat power; the division over in Ancient Ro was still rebuilding after the last sweep by Zhang Beixing.
Because of the Golden Clan's resurgence, the appearance of this arch-enemy made their rebuilding efforts extrely difficult.
The division here at Lanbo absolutely cannot have issues!
If this division faces another problem, Lanbo is not just their only voice; if they are eliminated, the vacant resources would surely be seized clean by other forces rushing in.
Imagine how much ti and effort would be needed to rebuild at that point!
"Who does Zhang Beixing think we are? Any random stray cat or dog??"
"Have the rcenaries below resist with all their might, no matter what, they must hold out for two minutes. Imdiately arrange for the laboratory to inject agents into those test subjects, the berserk type, whether stable or unstable, inject them all!"
"After all are injected, since transferring these test subjects is already impossible, inject them and throw them down, have them drown Zhang Beixing in numbers!"
"We are the DE Organization!"
"Even Zhang Beixing cannot insult us a second ti; it's absolutely forbidden!"
Currently, they couldn't get in touch with the main person in charge at Lanbo, who was just now swimming in the villa.
For now, he is the highest authority from their organization on the Lanbo side.
In the DE Organization, hierarchies are strict, one level above the last.
Until a clear command from above is given, the orders from the site's highest-ranking leader are absolute.
They are imperial decrees!
Even if it ans sending them to die, they must go!
Thus, two groups swiftly began to take action.
One group led all security forces throughout the building, equipped with the strongest firearms, heading downstairs.
They were reinforcing the ground floor, doing everything possible to delay ti and give another group sufficient ti.
anwhile, the other group, urgently heading to every agent storage room, aiming to take agents from the cold storage to the laboratory to inject those test subjects within the shortest ti possible.
The distance between the cold storage and laboratory wasn't far, but it still required ti.
Based on their estimation.
Even if those rcenaries fought with their lives, they could at most buy them two to three minutes, no more.
Regarding Zhang Beixing's strength, their enemy organization had thoroughly researched it.
One could say, globally, there is likely no other organization that understands Zhang Beixing's combat power better than they do.
Zhang Beixing looked at these rcenaries who had co to their senses and snorted coldly.
Faced with the sudden gunfire, Zhang Beixing actually stood still, even closing his eyes.
Bullets spewed out from the fiery gun barrels.
Dense and like raindrops, the bullets shot toward Zhang Beixing.
Zhang Beixing closed his eyes, his body rely trembled slightly, unexpectedly releasing a visible wave of energy from the inside outward.
This wave congealed all the bullets in mid-air.
At this mont.
The ground beneath seed to have doubled in gravity.
The bullets clinked, all falling to the earth.
If soone could closely observe these bullets, they would shockingly discover.
Originally, a semi-circular bullet should have been very smooth.
Now all were rugged, each bullet head twisted, deford.
Zhang Beixing looked at the dumbfounded faces of the rcenaries.
One by one, coming from the Four Seas, from various nations, rcenaries of different skin tones, their stunned expressions eerily consistent.
Zhang Beixing scoffed and said.
"Having seen , you not only don't kneel and apologize, but dare to attack ?"
Faced with Zhang Beixing's cold mockery.
They were all stupefied.
What?
What are you talking about?
They knew Zhang Beixing was strong.
But truthfully, they hadn't thought this guy was this powerful.
Previously, during Zhang Beixing's surprise raid on the Ancient Ro division.
In the final rooftop showdown, he almost got taken down by them.
A bullet was just two centiters from Zhang Beixing's heart, right?
Almost took Zhang Beixing's life!
And now?
How long has it been??
A few months??
Now the bullets not only fail to approach, but Zhang Beixing can even control them like Magneto, letting them fall to the ground??
Really, brother, do we live in the sa world?
Even if spiritual energy resurges, why are you the only one revived, dammit??
Zhang Beixing suddenly, without warning, made a move.
This ti, Zhang Beixing didn't bring any weapon along.
Not that he wished not to, it's just that when reaching this level, ordinary weapons would break upon his touch.
Even the spear used last ti, now in his hands, had beco re playthings.
It could still be thrown, but after swinging only a couple of tis, it surely would break.
Better not to bring it, leave it at ho as a nto, after all, it's been a companion in battles fought.
Zhang Beixing adapted on-site, bending down to casually grab a handful of bullets off the ground.
There were maybe twenty or thirty of them.
He flung them toward the rcenaries ahead.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The casually tossed bullets, at this mont, accelerated to the point of breaking through the air, producing the sa sound.
There wasn't the loud crack of gunfire as these were not shot from firearms, but instead carried a slight secrecy, like hidden weapons.
The rcenaries didn't even have ti to react.
Most of the bullets Zhang Beixing tossed hit their targets.
This handful of bullets, like the Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers, unleashed trendous combat power.
In an instant.
The ground floor of the building gained over twenty corpses.
Scattered across the floor, dead eyes unclosed.
And those who survived, now only around ten remained on the ground floor.
At this mont, their ntal state shattered!
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