Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

With a "ding," the elevator doors opened.

There was no one inside.

Shen Hanzhou stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the 27th floor.

The elevator doors slowly closed and began to ascend.

He stood in the elevator, looking at his reflection in the stainless steel elevator door—thin, with prominent cheekbones, a crack in the left lens of his glasses, and a bit of cement dust still stuck to his face from when he killed the security guard.

He looked like a migrant worker who had just come down from a construction site.

Who would have thought that this person had just killed six of Xiong Bei's elite soldiers downstairs and dismantled eight energy suppressors?

The elevator went up three floors and then suddenly stopped.

The lights went out.

The emergency lights came on in yellow, illuminating the cramped elevator lobby.

It was Zhao Si and his group who cut off the power to the elevator.

Do you want to trap him in the elevator?

Shen Hanzhou raised an eyebrow and placed his right hand on the stainless steel inner wall of the elevator.

The ability was activated, and the stainless steel metal key snapped instantly. The entire elevator wall turned into iron-gray powder in a fraction of a second, which fell down in a rustling sound.

Outside was the darkness of the elevator shaft, with steel cables swaying slightly overhead.

Shen Hanzhou jumped out of the elevator gap, grabbed the steel cable, and climbed up using both his hands and feet.

Before I had climbed five floors, I heard footsteps coming from above.

Zhao Si was leading eight men down the stairs, guns in hand, cursing under his breath: "Damn it, is this kid trapped in the elevator? It stopped on the fourth floor. Let's go check it out, don't let him get away."

Shen Hanzhou gripped the steel cable and stopped at the elevator door on the fifth floor.

With his right hand pressed on the metal lock of the elevator door, the lock cylinder instantly disintegrated into powder.

He gave it a gentle push, and the elevator door opened.

As Zhao Si and his men reached the fifth-floor stairwell, they saw Shen Hanzhou emerge from the elevator, dusting off his hands as if he had just returned from shopping, looking relaxed.

"Looking for me?" Shen Hanzhou asked, his tone flat.

Zhao Si was stunned for a moment, then reacted and roared, "Attack!"

Eight elite soldiers simultaneously raised their guns and pulled the triggers at Shen Hanzhou.

Both nerve-paralyzing bullets and regular bullets were fired at Shen Hanzhou simultaneously.

With a wave of his left hand, Shen Hanzhou instantly dismantled and reassembled the cement walls on both sides of the corridor, forming a two-meter-high cement wall in front of him.

The bullet hit the concrete wall, embedded itself, but did not penetrate.

The nerve-paralyzing bullet struck the concrete wall and exploded, filling the entire corridor with white smoke.

"He's behind the wall! Throwing liquid nitrogen bombs!" Zhao Si roared.

Two liquid nitrogen projectiles flew over the concrete wall and were thrown towards Shen Hanzhou.

Shen Hanzhou raised his right hand, and the two liquid nitrogen bullets suddenly turned in mid-air, flying back towards Zhao Si and the others.

Holy crap!

Zhao Si cursed loudly and turned to run towards the stairwell.

The liquid nitrogen bomb exploded behind them, and the white mist instantly covered half of the corridor. The two elite soldiers who were running at the back were doused with liquid nitrogen and fell to the ground screaming.

Shen Hanzhou dismantled the cement wall and slowly chased after Zhao Si and the others.

The marble tiles on the corridor floor crumbled into powder wherever he walked, then reformed behind him, forming a high concrete wall that blocked their escape route downstairs.

Zhao Si led the remaining six people upstairs, running until their shoes were practically smoking.

He finally understood why Zheng Daoyuan had sent twenty-seven men but still couldn't kill Shen Hanzhou.

This is not human.

This is a monster.

By the time Zhao Si reached the 27th floor, he was already panting heavily. Of the six elites behind him, only three remained; the other three had been trapped in the concrete halfway up the road by Shen Hanzhou.

Su Man and her men were guarding the stairwell on the 27th floor. When she saw Zhao Si and the others running up in a disheveled state, her expression changed drastically: "What happened? There are only four of you left out of eight people?"

"Don't even mention it!" Zhao Si gasped like a dog. "This guy's not even human! Bullets can't hit him, liquid nitrogen can't freeze him, and he can even throw bombs back at you! The energy suppressor is completely useless!"

Su Man gritted her teeth and pulled out two silenced pistols from her waist: "You guys attack from the front, I'll flank from the side. No matter how capable he is, there will always be areas he can't cover. Let's coordinate our attacks and not give him time to react."

"good!"

Zhao Si, gun in hand, led three elite soldiers and charged toward Shen Hanzhou, who had just reached the top of the stairs on the 27th floor.

Su Man then went around to the other side of the corridor, climbed up the fire hydrant pipes to the ventilation duct above Shen Hanzhou's head, and pointed her gun at Shen Hanzhou's back.

Shen Hanzhou stood at the top of the stairs, watching Zhao Si and his group of four rush towards him, without moving.

He could feel Suman's heartbeat through the ventilation duct above his head; it was fast and steady—she was an experienced woman.

The two of them worked together, one in the open and one in the shadows, which was better than those lowly soldiers who only knew how to charge.

But that's about it.

Zhao Si was at the forefront, firing his gun repeatedly at Shen Hanzhou's legs. The bullets hit the ground at Shen Hanzhou's feet, scattering fine marble fragments.

Shen Hanzhou took a step back to avoid the bullet and pressed down with his right hand.

The marble floor beneath Zhao Si's feet suddenly collapsed. Zhao Si reacted extremely quickly, jumping to the side the instant the floor collapsed, thus avoiding being sealed into the cement.

But the three elite soldiers behind him were not so lucky. All three fell into the sinkhole at the same time. Cement dust rushed up and covered their lower bodies. The three of them screamed and struggled, but they sank deeper and deeper.

"Zhao Si! Save us!"

"Captain! Help me!"

Zhao Si gritted his teeth, didn't turn around, and continued to charge towards Shen Hanzhou with his gun in hand.

He knew he couldn't save them.

It's a miracle we're even alive to leave this place now.

He rushed to within two meters of Shen Hanzhou, suddenly threw away his gun, pulled out two military daggers from his waistband, and stabbed them towards Shen Hanzhou's chest.

The dagger was made of ceramic and contained no metal, so Shen Hanzhou couldn't disassemble it.

This was his trump card, which he had prepared long ago.

Shen Hanzhou looked at the ceramic dagger that was thrust at him, but did not dodge.

He could feel Suman pulling the trigger inside the ventilation duct above his head, and the bullet was heading straight for his back.

A pincer attack from both sides.

That's quite interesting.

Shen Hanzhou raised his left hand, his fingertips precisely catching the tip of the ceramic dagger that Zhao Si was thrusting at him.

Zhao Si thrust forward with all his might, but the dagger seemed to be welded to Shen Hanzhou's fingertip, remaining completely still.

"You think I can't take apart ceramics?" Shen Hanzhou said, his tone very flat.

With a slight exertion of his fingertips, the tip of the ceramic dagger shattered into fragments. The fragments flew upwards along Zhao Si's hand, cutting his wrist, and the dagger fell from his hand.

Almost simultaneously, Shen Hanzhou raised his right hand behind him.

The bullet that was aimed at his back seemed to hit an invisible wall, suddenly stopping in mid-air, then changing direction and shooting back towards the ventilation duct.

With a loud crash, the metal sheet of the ventilation duct was pierced by a bullet. Su Man groaned and fell off the ventilation duct, landing on the ground. She had been shot in the left shoulder, and blood instantly soaked her black combat uniform.