Fang Cheng had already planned his escape route before taking action.
At this mont, his figure was light and agile, scaling walls and vaulting over houses one after another, quickly vanishing into the neon-flashing night of the city.
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Deep into the night, in the West Gate District.
Clouds drifted past, obscuring moonlight.
The suburban park at the foot of the mountain lay in pitch-black silence.
Only a few distant lights flickered faintly in the dark.
Whoosh—
A cold breeze swept through the woods, the branches rustling, whispering among themselves.
As if myriad shards of low murmurings arose, they stirred the imagination.
If coupled with the recent rumors of strange occurrences, it felt even more sinister and terrifying.
At this hour, in this place, no one would be wandering about.
However.
A dark figure appeared abruptly with the sound of the wind, flashing into view.
In the dense, dark thicket, a pair of bright, shining eyes stood out, much like a wild beast peering out.
Through the faint moonlight, one could barely discern the outline of a figure.
But the face hidden under the hood remained indiscernible.
The person in question was Fang Cheng who had rushed from Jiangbei to West Gate overnight.
The twinkling light in the distance was the location of Ren’an Hospital.
Fang Cheng, now standing on a tree branch, used his Eagle Eye Vision to survey the hospital, scrutinizing his path of infiltration.
Ren’an Hospital bordered the suburban park, situated in a secluded area, with few buildings nearby.
The Rehabilitation Center, due to its special nature, was even located at the northwest corner of the hospital grounds, spanning a hundred acres.
aning, the gray building that Fang Cheng saw towering into the night sky from his current position.
However.
Between the hospital area and the suburban park was a very tall fence.
Wire sh was densely woven on the wall, and surveillance caras were specially installed at intervals.
In the darkness, the red lights blinked almost like electronic eyes.
These were probably installed recently; Ren’an Hospital did not have such stringent security asures before.
After observing intently for a mont, Fang Cheng jumped down from the tree, went to the lakeside in the park, and using the yellow mud mixed with water, he made two mud balls.
Then, standing within the woods tens of ters away from the fence, he aid at the target and, ambidextrously, flung them over.
Pat! Pat!
The two sopping wet mud balls, one after the other, hit their marks precisely, completely covering two of the cara lenses.
Seeing the surveillance problem solved, Fang Cheng approached and looked up at the fence, approximately four ters in height.
If including the razor wire on top, it reached over six ters—a bit higher than the height of a two-story building.
Furthermore, it appeared that a laser detection alarm system was fitted atop the wire sh, fundantally eliminating the possibility of climbing over.
To cross this boundary, there seed to be only one option.
And that was to leap directly over it.
Over six ters in height...
It’s worth noting that even the world record for pole vaulting barely clears the six-ter mark.
This was an unprecedented challenge.
Fang Cheng’s eyes narrowed, then he took a deep breath and backpedaled a dozen steps.
He then fixed his gaze on the towering wire sh, bent his knees and waist, assuming a runner’s stance.
His muscles tensed up like a drawn bow, silently coiled in readiness.
Suddenly, his feet kicked the ground, unleashing all the strength in his thigh muscles in an instant, propelling him forward like an arrow released from the bow.
In just two or three steps, he covered several ters, accelerating his body to the limit in a very short period, like a whirlwind.
As he was about to crash into the stout cent wall—
Abruptly, a "bang" sounded, as if sothing was trampled and split.
Fang Cheng’s right foot forced down again, stamping heavily on the ground.
As the dust flew, a deep footprint appeared; he twisted his waist, swung his arms, soaring into the sky like a giant bird taking flight.
Whoosh—
Using the kinetic energy gained from the running start, and the significantly enhanced Jumping Ability provided by "Bounce" and "Ape waist,"
Fang Cheng shot up, his body tracing a gracefully rising arc through the air, directly leaping over the six-ter-high fence and wire sh.
And without triggering any alarm systems.
As his body sailed over the fence and began to fall, Fang Cheng twisted his waist and abdon once more.
Compared to the vigorous leaping posture, his body suddenly seed to be in slow motion, pausing several tis mid-air.
Finally, controlling his landing, he bent his knees to absorb the impact, drifting to the ground like a falling leaf.
The sound of landing was so faint it was almost imperceptible, and just like that, he infiltrated the heavily guarded compound.
Fang Cheng straightened up and looked ahead.
His vision swept past the tree canopy, catching a glimpse of a high-rise with a grey-white exterior.
This spot, close to the suburban park and away from the noisy outpatient departnt, was usually very quiet.
Nearing midnight, it was even rarer to see a soul, quite suitable for sneaking around.
Fang Cheng crouched and quickly darted ten ters forward, then perford a roll, hiding beneath a flower bed.
He then slowly peeked his head out, surveying the scene.
Since the back of the Rehabilitation Center building was up against the tightly sealed wall,
there was no barrier here, just two ard soldiers serving as sentries by the building’s back door.
Presumably, the military officers who had arranged these defenses had not anticipated soone crossing over a six-ter-plus wall equipped with multiple alarm systems with absolute silence.
This was also a key reason why Fang Cheng chose this ans of entry.
While he was pondering how to continue forward and infiltrate the building in front of him,
a series of footsteps suddenly echoed, drawing steadily closer from afar.
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