Dragon Raja: Lu Mingfei Returns from the New Three Kingdoms

Chapter 176 Infiltrating the Twin Towers... Runde Building (4k)

The bottom of Runde Building.

The twin towers cast their shadows on the ground, and the glass curtain walls reflected a warm golden hue in the setting sun.

The city's reflection shimmered on the blade, and traffic circled around the building's base.

One by one, the lights come on, the GG sign changes its display, and the light strips in the elevator shaft extend upwards, as if writing the idea of ​​going upwards on every piece of glass.

This is an annoying concept, at least Lu Mingfei doesn't like it. This kind of upward-looking concept in the business district always gives people a sense of high-class sophistication with a hint of perfume.

It's like some kind of devil is tempting you, tempting you to max out every credit card you have to become a superior person.

"The objective is to storm the 21st floor of Building A, where Tang Wei is located. This building is a twin tower."

Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang stood at the bottom of the building, their hair not combed like adults this time, because they were preparing for a full-scale assault.

Chu Zihang was reading the mission briefing, while Lu Mingfei looked up at the CBD.

He started to launch into a long, unending rant.

"By the way, our current objective is to storm the Twin Towers... By the way, what's today? It's not September 11th, is it?"

"Your joke is a little bit hellish."

Chu Zihang made a sarcastic remark with a blank expression.

Then he continued reading the mission details.

"The security here has been taken over by the Hunter Group. The entire building is full of hunters, and the 21st floor is their headquarters."

Chu Zihang casually browsed through the phone in his hand.

"All the passageways, staircases, elevators, fire exits, and even ventilation ducts are guarded, and the ground floor is a shopping mall, so it's crowded with people."

"Sounds like an impregnable fortress, guys, any ideas?"

Lu Mingfei turned to look at his familiar buddies, but this time he didn't drink himself into oblivion with them.

Okay, so we'll make sure the other guy drinks under the table, because he won't get drunk.

The leader, dressed in Adidas, said sadly that he would treat Lu Mingfei to drinks next time. Lu Mingfei agreed without hesitation, and his smile sent chills down the spines of the other guys.

In short, the guys are just sitting here looking at each other, not really thinking anything of it.

Now the seven of them are standing side by side in the square downstairs, looking up at the sky.

It was like two kind students introducing the local attractions to foreign friends.

The plaza downstairs is very busy.

The entrances of the shopping mall were constantly crowded with people pushing shopping carts and queuing to buy milk tea. The noise of people and music blended together to create a very stable hustle and bustle.

The noise was interspersed with the footsteps of security patrols.

The sound of uniform trousers brushing the ground was soft, but the frequency was steady, giving the impression that they weren't ordinary security guards. They glanced in this direction, intentionally or unintentionally.

They were very wary.

The wind seeped through the cracks in the building, carrying the smell of air conditioners and the urban scent of people just getting off work.

The fumes, perfume, and mist from the distant fountain mingled together, sticking to the skin with a slightly sticky, weary scent.

It would have been a lovely scene for a stroll, but unfortunately they were preparing to storm in.

The sun was setting, and a strong wind was gathering dark clouds. The last rays of sunlight made the head of the leader of the group look like a reflective, light-colored braised egg.

"Um, boss, we don't have any ideas."

The leader scratched the braised egg, indicating he had no particular thoughts.

Chu Zihang has his own insightful opinion on this matter.

"We need to get there within five minutes. I'm prepared to go straight to the top floor and break in through the outer wall."

Going directly to the rooftop is fine; you won't be checked.

In fact, you won't be checked as long as you don't go to the middle floors, and there's no need to. After all, no one is going to fly in from the outer wall of such a skyscraper, right?

Hahahahaha.

Lu Mingfei was simply curious about this.

"Isn't that very dangerous? Are you sure it's okay?"

"no problem."

Chu Zihang nodded, displaying confidence.

"Oh, that's fine, I trust you."

It's only natural that Lu Mingfei's trust is as firm as a rock.

It's a kind of trust that makes people feel good.

Chu Zihang looked at him, while Lu Mingfei looked at his phone.

On his phone was a 3D model of the Runde Building sent by Guderian, and a route roughly took shape in his mind.

"Okay, I'll go up from the inside. Whoever goes in first can provide cover for the others. All we need to do is keep communication open and be flexible."

"I have no objection."

Chu Zihang said he had no objection. It seemed that he rarely had any objections, at least not when he was with Lu Mingfei.

There's a difference between her and Zero. Zero often has opinions about things, but she doesn't talk much.

However, this kind of thing is obviously not that important to the current situation, Lu Mingfei clapped his hands.

"Alright, the operation is decided then. We'll fill in the details with momentum. Let's go!"

"oh!"

To avoid being discovered by security, Lu Mingfei gave a very quiet pep talk, and the guys responded in even quieter voices.

Then they strode straight into the ground floor shops. The road supervisor's instructions were to create chaos here, the more chaotic the better.

As a result, the shops on the ground floor were instantly thrown into chaos.

These guys really look like robbers; those eyes, that nose, that mouth—they're the kind of guys who only appear once every few thousand years!

The effect is amazing.

Fortunately, all they did was rush in and yell, without even saying anything about robbery, and the place immediately erupted in a chaotic cacophony of sounds.

Before the alarm could even get high, screams had already filled the space.

The burly school janitors rushed in through the setting sun and the beginning of the rain.

They were all dressed very locally: Adidas, Double Star, wide-leg pants, and green jerseys of a certain team.

Coupled with their bodybuilding champion-like muscular physique and menacing face, it was clear that they were the cream of the crop among their thugs.

The security guard's first reaction was to take a half step back, press his hand on his baton, and show a professional, conditioned reflex of vigilance on his face.

After all, shops on the ground floor are selling things and collecting money every second, and there are even banks nearby. Any sudden violent tendencies could directly cost them their jobs.

The school staff were somewhat pleased about this.

It's hard to say whether they were born thugs or if their orders were to cause chaos here, and they're happy now that they've accomplished the mission well.

They successfully kept everyone here and fixed everyone's attention on this spot. As for whether the way they caused chaos would be mistaken for robbery, that's another level of art.

And isn't the effect a little too good?

They were just trying to distract the security guards.

As a result, when customers saw a group of muscular men rush into the mall, start making physical contact with the security guards, and then knock the guards away like bowling balls, their first reaction was to squat down without hesitation.

Some people even casually held up their wallets as if presenting a treasure.

The scene was coordinated in an outrageous way.

The little girl who had just bought milk tea was trembling as she shook out the two hundred yuan from her phone case and held it up, muttering, "Don't hit me, I have no money."

The school staff leader was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, "Oh no, I'm not here to rob anyone."

But then he suddenly realized something, as if he had drunk Lu Mingfei's energy-boosting liquor and then been elbowed in the head, causing his brain to be reconnected.

He and his buddies exchanged glances, and they instantly understood.

Why don't we turn the tables on them?

The scene became even more chaotic. The guy in the team jersey tore open the decorative balloon wall, and the balloons flew up in strings, hitting the ceiling and bouncing back.

Some people were pushed to the escalator entrance, blocking both the up and down sides of the escalator. Security guards poured out from different exits, crying and shouting as they tried to maintain order.

The customers were only half-listening, and more instinctively pushed their way out, causing the entire space to feel like it was being gripped and released by an invisible hand. When it gripped, it was hard to breathe, and when it released, there was an even more chaotic screaming.

The leader suddenly realized that he seemed to be causing a stampede, so he became a little anxious and tried to maintain order.

After all, if there are actual casualties, that's a different story.

Although they are now considered to have committed illegal and criminal acts.

As for the guy wearing the team uniform, he didn't seem to realize this, which might be because his task didn't involve this.

He went around to the second floor, kicked open the door to the monitoring room, then skillfully smashed the panel, pulled out the wires, and set it on fire, instantly paralyzing the monitoring system, like an eye that had gone blind in an instant.

Its gold content is several stories high.

Very stylish.

The group's activities caused the building's security department to become anxious and try to deal with the robbery.

The more anxious and flustered people are, the more order is needed in crowded places. The more order is needed, the more people will try to fill the holes, so no one will fill the holes above.

It was at this moment that Chu Zihang stepped into the elevator.

He didn't even need to disguise himself; he could just walk naturally. Perhaps some people might ask if walking almost against the flow of people would attract the attention of security guards?

No, not really.

Because Lu Mingfei casually knocked on a few people's phones, and they just happened to be the ones who had discovered Chu Zihang.

Make his process run smoothly.

This stands in stark contrast to the chaos in the ground-floor shops.

Security guards in the ground floor shops were yelling into their walkie-talkies, and some daring customers were even filming videos with their phones, turning the entire first floor into chaos.

Chu Zihang simply walked through the side passage and entered the elevator.

He pressed the elevator button.

The elevator doors opened and closed very quickly.

There was no one inside. Chu Zihang went in and pressed the button for the top floor.

The floor numbers started jumping.

Jump very fast.

The slight weightlessness you feel when a high-speed elevator is going up is very stable; your eardrums may feel a little pressure, but your heartbeat won't be erratic.

Because he is Chu Zihang, Chu Zihang never acts rashly before an operation begins. His rashness only occurs after his sword is drawn, but after that, he may go berserk.

The floors go all the way up.

Ten floors.

Twentieth floor.

Thirty floors.

Forty floors.

Up to the top floor.

The elevator doors opened, and it had already started raining in that short time.

The smell of wind and rain rushed in together. The light on the rooftop was colder than inside the building. The cement floor shone brightly from the rain. The outline of the city in the distance was blurred by the rain curtain, like a photograph blurred by water.

Chu Zihang walked straight to the edge of the rooftop.

He walked toward the steel cables and suspension platforms used for curtain wall maintenance, his movements clean and efficient, fastening the latches and confirming the load.

Then he released himself.

The moment my body left the edge of the rooftop, the wind suddenly became straight, and the raindrops hit my face like needles.

The entire city began to grow beneath his feet, and the locks gradually eroded his falling speed.

He slid down the outside of the glass curtain wall, reaching the predetermined height, and then met the rising suspended platform opened by the school's public works department.

The moment he landed, there was almost no sway, as if he was born to stand in that position—on the edge of danger.

As Chu Zihang stepped into the elevator, Lu Mingfei was also taking action.

Instead of joining the crowd in the ground floor shops, he chose the elevator lobby.

Because the elevator lobby is the lifeline of order.

The elevator lobby is the noisiest place when it's crowded.

When it gets chaotic, the elevator lobby actually becomes empty because everyone is crowding onto the escalators, stairs, and exits.

Elevators, a mode of transportation that requires waiting, are instinctively abandoned in the face of panic, since we are taught from a young age not to use elevators during a fire.

Most of the people here have received this education, and the few who haven't followed the crowd here.

The elevator doors opened, and we were on the first floor.

However, Lu Mingfei did not go up.

You can't get to the mission objective from this elevator. Physically you can go up, but in reality you can't. It seems there's some kind of blockage or something.

However, for Lu Mingfei, as long as he can physically get up there, that's fine.

Anyway, he was planning to take the elevator shaft anyway.

For ordinary people, an elevator shaft is a vertical grave, but for someone like him, it's a vertical runway.

Especially now, with the entire building's attention focused on the ground-floor shops, and the monitoring room having been blinded by a punch, the remaining cameras, even if still lit, are unable to provide effective command. This makes it the perfect time for him to do something not very polite.

He rushed to the second floor.

He grabbed the elevator door with both hands and then forcefully pulled it open.

Ya Si, the most handsome.

The elevator doors groaned under Lu Mingfei's immense force, forced to open only a crack.

As soon as the door opened, Lu Mingfei squeezed out sideways like a fish slipping into the gap. His movements were so fast that the elevator's safety sensors didn't have time to react, and the door was still slowly closing.

He clung to the outer wall of the elevator shaft.

The wind was drawn upwards from the well.

It has the smell of engine oil and a cold flavor.

There's also that hollow smell unique to high-rise buildings.

Lu Mingfei activated his Bloodlust, his golden eyes lit up, and the world slowed down in his eyes, as if he had entered a passage that belonged only to him.

Then he stood up sideways, but did not fall.

He stepped directly onto the wall of the elevator shaft, the soles of his shoes making a sound as they hit the metal structure, but they couldn't keep up with his speed.

The sound was drawn out in the well shaft, but it was also broken down by his speed, like a series of dots.

Then it's time to run.

Lu Mingfei's body slid upwards along the shaft structure.

The guide rails and even the edge of the maintenance platform became continuous pedals under his feet.

His speed was outrageous, so fast that the wind noise in the shaft, which would normally make your ears ring, became background noise, and the elevator car seemed to float slowly as it went up next to him.

It can even allow him to use the car's exterior to make a brief shift, ensuring he always lands on the most stable point of contact.

The floors passed by him.

Three floors.

Five floors.

Eight floors.

Twelve floors.

Sixteen floors.

Twentieth floor.

Each time he passed through the buffer zone at the floor entrance, he could catch a glimpse of the office lights and the frantic shadows in the corridor through the gaps.

Those shadows still thought danger was downstairs, still thought someone was robbing them, and occasionally a hunter with good hearing could hear the sound that finally came from downstairs.

However, they lacked the confidence to believe their ears and couldn't imagine that someone was running up the elevator shaft like a sprinter.

We've reached the target floor.

He pulled back his strength in the shaft, touched the crossbeam with his toes, and stabilized his body like a bow being pulled back.

He drew his sword, Hentian, and with just a few flashes of cold light, the lines of his strikes connected, and before they could dissipate, he pushed open the elevator door as if he were pushing aside a set of blocks that were simply stacked together without any interlocking parts.

He walked straight in.

Facing the security guards who were staring intently at him throughout the corridor, Lu Mingfei looked at the fog that had spread from the corner of the corridor and revealed a terrifying smile.

"I recommend you run away as fast as you can and hide in a sturdy place like a triangular area or a bathroom. Have you guys read a survival guide?"

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you haven't read it, you still have to listen to me."

He exhaled slowly, closed his eyes and opened them again, his golden pupils shimmering with light, captivating everyone present.

This has nothing to do with the power of words; it's just that the sheer power and aura made these people think about only one thing.

"Submission."

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