What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

As soon as the leader of the assassins finished speaking, a ghostly green phosphorescence began to pulse violently in his palm, casting an eerie glow on the broken bricks and stones of the hall.

Su Feiyan stood beside the load-bearing pillar, her phoenix eyes gleaming with a chilling coldness.

Ji Hanyue, who was stopped by Lu Li in mid-air, leaned against the pillar. Her face was as pale as paper, and the meridians in her chest were still churning and surging. With each breath, she brought out tiny ice crystals. She bit her lower lip and did not make a sound, but her light purple eyes were always fixed on the glowing skull ball.

Bai Xiaolu was trapped in a blind spot in the front hall, wrapped in two high-voltage fishing nets. She was biting down on half a braised lamb leg, her tiny fists pounding the metal, causing crackling electricity. Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the marble tiles beneath her feet. She cried out incoherently, "Let me go—meal ticket! The lamb leg is covered in dust!"

The air was filled with the pungent stench of gas and the cold fragrance of the Nine Netherworld Corrosion Powder. If a single spark were to fly, the third floor would be engulfed in flames.

Su Feiyan's right hand, hanging by her side, silently slipped into the inner pocket of her Chanel handbag, her fingertips gripping the trigger of a high-voltage stun gun.

Even when faced with a dead end, this leader of the Su family never intended to submit to execution.

However, the moment her fingertips touched the cold, hard metal casing, a warm, broad hand suddenly gripped her wrist. Without warning, an overwhelming force swept across her. Lu Li pulled her back with just the right amount of force, pushing her into the blind spot of the solid, two-meter-diameter load-bearing column behind him.

"Stay put and shut up!"

Lu Li said in a low voice, his tone more forceful than ever before.

Su Feiyan staggered half a step after being pushed, her back pressed against the cold marble column. Just as she was about to lash out, Lu Li's sharp and violent inner monologue exploded in her mind:

[Using a stun gun to shock a madman who's clutching a phosphorescent detonator?]

Are you trying to make our cremation faster than expected, and now you're planning to bring your own lighter to help it burn, you silly rich woman?!

Thirty milliliters of my heart's blood? Take thirty milliliters of my heart's blood, and I'll have to drink three large buckets of donkey-hide gelatin, red dates, and black-boned chicken soup when I get back! Don't even think about it!

Su Feiyan's phoenix eyes flickered slightly. She bit her lip, withdrew her hand from the interlayer, and clenched her fists silently.

The moment his inner voice resonated, a deep glimmer flashed in the depths of Lu Li's eyes.

[Master-level Emergency Command] Fully activated.

In an instant, his vision transformed; the smoke-filled lobby was disassembled and reconstructed into tens of thousands of three-dimensional grids in his eyes.

The convective wind speed brought out by the damaged ventilation duct in the northwest corner is 1.2 meters per second.

The angle at which the water flow from the fire sprinkler system above is deviated from the vertical line of the ground by seven degrees.

Five wet, sticky mutton fat stains were scattered within a three-meter radius at your feet.

Directly in front of him, the strides of the four assassins, the angle of their center of gravity shift, and even the signs of the tendon in the thumb of the leader pressing the detonation button were all transformed into a clear stream of data, completing millisecond-level calculations in his mind.

There is only one optimal solution: deactivate the detonator within 0.3 seconds and do not trigger the physical impact primer.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Li's brows instantly furrowed.

[God-level micro-expression control] Seamless switching.

One second the young man's eyes were like knives, the next his face was as white as paper, his Adam's apple bobbed violently, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his trouser legs even swayed visibly.

"No...don't be impulsive! Whatever you do, don't press it!"

Lu Li cried out, raising his hands high above his head, his knees slightly bent, like a scared fool, trembling as he moved forward.

"Let's talk this out! Brother Fan wants blood, right? I'll give it to you! I'll give you all of it!"

"You want 30 milliliters? I'll take 50! Just spare my life, I'll be Brother Fan's mobile blood bank!"

He pleaded as he shakily shuffled forward, his steps unsteady and weak, each movement feeling like stepping on cotton, utterly cowardly.

This isn't real cowardice.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the assassins let out a contemptuous sneer from behind his gas mask. His originally taut killing intent involuntarily relaxed by a third in response to this spineless pleas for mercy.

The Supreme Elder had made this kid out to be a god, even forcing the Gray Kite and Gray Sparrow lineages to their deaths. But now it seems he's nothing more than a cowardly, shameless scoundrel who lives off his looks.

"You're smart to know what's good for you."

The lead assassin sneered, his thumb loosened slightly, and a cruel mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Come over here, kneel down, and tear open your collar yourself!"

Four meters.

3.5 meters.

three meters.

The moment the distance between the two closed to exactly three meters, the fear in Lu Li's eyes vanished abruptly, replaced by a chilling killing intent.

The moment the leader of the assassins caught sight of those unwavering eyes out of the corner of his eye, a chill ran up his spine and up to the top of his head.

be cheated.

"court death!"

The assassin flew into a rage and slammed his thumb down.

However, Lu Li's movements were a dimension faster than his.

With his right toe stepping on a piece of crushed, charred mutton fat on the ground, Lu Li used the low coefficient of friction of the oil and the monstrous power that burst forth from his Ancient Sacred Body to shoot out at a 45-degree angle close to the ground, completely defying human biomechanics, while skimming along the waterlogged ground!

Salted fish sliding tackle!

It moved with lightning speed, tearing through the accumulated water and smoke!

In a flash, Lu Li's right hand shot out to the ground and snatched up a large stainless steel ladle with a long handle—the same one Bai Xiaolu had smashed away when she was beating up the assassins in the kitchen while protecting her food.

The spoon handle spun half a circle on his fingertips, its tip like a cold scalpel, and in the blink of an eye as it glided past the assassin's side, it stabbed out diagonally from bottom to top.

boom!

A dull, muffled thud from the muscles.

The stainless steel spoon was firmly driven into the ulnar ganglion of the assassin's right wrist.

"Ugh!"

The leader of the assassins let out a piercing cry of pain. His right arm felt as if it had been struck by a high-voltage electric shock, the muscles instantly spasming and losing strength, and his five fingers suddenly splayed open.

The skull-shaped metal ball, glowing with an eerie green light, flew out of his hand, tracing a deadly parabola in mid-air.

The three assassins around him didn't even have time to pull the trigger; their eyes were all drawn to the phosphorus bomb that was about to hit the ground—once it struck a hard object, the fuse would detonate, and everyone would be turned to ashes on the spot.

"Catch it!"

One of the assassins let out a desperate roar.

At this critical moment, Lu Li, who had slid past, suddenly twisted his waist and abdomen, and the terrifying core power granted by the Ancient Sacred Body erupted. He rolled into the air, and his left hand left a blur, catching the falling phosphorescent fireball in mid-air as easily as a butterfly net.

He closed his five fingers, dissipating all the impact of the fall, without even making a sound of the primer colliding.

The leader of the assassins was furious and about to draw his sword when Lu Li, who had rolled to the ground, lashed out with his right leg like a steel whip!