Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

In the monitoring room on the 27th floor, Lu Chen frowned as he stared at Shen Hanzhou's figure slowly walking towards the main entrance on the screen.

"The energy suppressor readings are wrong." Su Man sat next to him, her fingers tapping rapidly on the control panel. All eight suppressor indicator lights were red. "All eight suppressors are offline. They were working fine just now, but they all went offline as soon as he got to the door."

Zhao Si lay sprawled on the edge of the monitoring console, his scarred face contorted in pain: "Impossible! This is the latest model developed by headquarters, buried two meters underground, with an outer shell made of tamper-proof alloy. How could he possibly have dismantled all eight of them while standing fifty meters away?"

"You're asking me? Who should I ask?" Su Man's fingertip swept across the screen, bringing up the suppressor's last transmitted data. "Look at the last set of data. The resistance of the core circuit instantly rose to infinity. It's obvious it's been dismantled. He can dismantle an alloy shell buried two meters underground from fifty meters away. You're telling me the energy suppressor can suppress thirty percent of his power?"

Lu Chen's fingers gripped the stem of the wine glass, his knuckles turning slightly white.

He underestimated Shen Hanzhou.

They not only underestimated his scope of ability, but also his keenness.

Zheng Daoyuan's intelligence stated that Shen Hanzhou's perception range was at most fifty meters, but now he was standing fifty meters away, and not only had eight suppressors been removed, but he could even detect the ambush in the stairwell on the third floor—the surveillance footage just showed him looking up towards the third floor, and the corner of his mouth twitched as if he were mocking someone.

"He spotted us," Lu Chen's voice was as cold as ice, "but he still went inside."

"What should we do then?" Zhao Si clenched his fists. "Withdraw the ambush now? Or proceed as planned?"

"The arrow is on the string and must be released." Lu Chen slammed his wine glass down on the table, spilling red wine. "Since he dared to come in, it means he's fearless. I want to see just how capable he really is. Zhao Si, you take eight men and ambush him in the lobby. When he comes in, fire a round of nerve-numbing bullets to give him no time to react. Su Man, you take six men and go around to the back door to block his escape route. Remember, leave him alive, just beat him into submission, don't kill him."

"clear."

"clear."

Zhao Si and Su Man turned and walked out of the monitoring room, their footsteps echoing in the empty corridor.

Lu Chen sat in front of the monitoring console, his fingers tapping lightly on the table, his eyes fixed on Shen Hanzhou's figure on the screen.

Shen Hanzhou had already walked to the revolving door of the main entrance, reached out and pushed the revolving door, and the glass door slowly began to rotate.

He stood inside the revolving door, looked up at the direction of the surveillance camera, raised his right hand, and waved.

It was as if she was greeting them.

Lu Chen's heart sank suddenly.

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Shen Hanzhou walked into the lobby on the first floor.

The cold air from the central air conditioning blew in my face, carrying a smell of disinfectant.

The lobby was spacious. The receptionist saw him enter and gave him a standard professional smile: "Hello sir, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

Shen Hanzhou ignored her, his right hand in his pocket, the cement block between his fingers disintegrated into a dozen thin cement needles under his power, which floated within a half-meter radius around him.

His senses swept across every corner of the hall—six security guards were already standing behind the door in the security room, guns at the ready, their fingers on the triggers, the muzzles of their guns pointed at him through the door.

Two people were hiding at the top of the stairs on the second floor. They had already disengaged the safety of their liquid nitrogen injectors and aimed the nozzles at the top of the stairs.

Four people were hiding behind the walls on both sides of the revolving door. The nerve-numbing bullets in their hands had already been released, and they would be thrown out at the same time if he took three more steps forward.

The arrangements were quite thorough.

Shen Hanzhou took three steps forward.

"Let's do it!"

At the command of the squad leader in the security room, the door was suddenly pulled open, and six security guards rushed out at the same time, pointing their guns at Shen Hanzhou and pulling the trigger.

Almost simultaneously, four people rushed out from behind the walls on both sides of the revolving door, throwing four nerve-paralyzing bullets at Shen Hanzhou.

Two people at the top of the stairs on the second floor rushed down with liquid nitrogen sprayers, pointing the nozzles at Shen Hanzhou's feet and pressing the spray button.

Three attacks landed on Shen Hanzhou simultaneously.

The safety of the nerve paralysis bullet had been released, and the neurotoxin solution inside was less than two meters away from him.

Liquid nitrogen had already been sprayed out, and a white, cold mist covered his feet.

The bullets from the all-polymer submachine gun had already left the barrel, the ceramic bullets whistling sharply as they hurtled toward his limbs—they remembered Lu Chen's orders: not to hit vital organs, only the limbs, to leave him alive.

The receptionist screamed and crouched behind the table, covering her head.

Shen Hanzhou stood still, without moving.

He waved his right hand lightly.

The dozen or so cement needles that were hovering around him flew out at the same time.

Four nerve-paralyzing bullets were pierced by cement needles in mid-air, spilling out the neurotoxin solution that landed on the marble floor, creating fine white foam.

The nozzle of the liquid nitrogen injector disintegrated into iron-gray powder within a fraction of a second. The liquid nitrogen exploded at the nozzle, drenching the two security guards who rushed down. Their arms instantly turned white from the cold, and they screamed as they collapsed to the ground.

The bullets aimed at his limbs suddenly seemed to hit an invisible wall when they were half a meter away from him. The ceramic casing of the bullets shattered instantly and fell onto the marble floor with a soft crackling sound.

Before the six security guards could react, their submachine guns simultaneously turned into iron-gray powder, which fell from between their fingers.

"W-What happened?"

"My gun! My gun is ashes!"

"He...he's a monster!"

The six people were terrified and turned to run towards the security room.

With a flick of his finger, Shen Hanzhou dismantled the iron door of the security room into dust, blocking their escape route.

Cement dust surged up from the ground, encasing their legs, knees, and waists. The six men were trapped in a corner of the hall, with only their heads sticking out, their faces filled with terror.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

Shen Hanzhou patted the cement dust off his hands and slowly walked towards the elevator.

As he passed the front desk, he glanced down at the trembling receptionist crouching behind the table and said in a flat tone, "Leave now if you don't want to die. Go out through the fire escape, don't take the elevator."

The receptionist scrambled out from behind the desk, forgetting even to grab her bag, and screamed as she rushed toward the fire escape.

Shen Hanzhou walked to the elevator entrance and pressed the up button.

The elevator descended from the twentieth floor, the numbers slowly changing.

He could feel the steel cables in the elevator shaft trembling slightly. Zhao Si and eight others had already come down from the top floor in another elevator and were heading towards the first floor.

He's not in a hurry.

They can't escape anyway.