Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Zhou Zhengqing's heart was pounding. He knew that these two people would definitely cause trouble for Dihao next. He had clearly heard the "Brother Wang" and "General Manager Zhang" that these henchmen shouted before they died. That was the biggest cancer in Zhaoming City and the nightmare of countless victims.

"Team Leader Zhou, should we move out immediately?" came the subordinate's voice through the earpiece. "Four people have already died in Fu'an Lane. If we let them storm into the Emperor's Mansion, the casualties will only increase."

"No rush." ​​Zhou Zhengqing's voice was steady as he looked at the brightly lit neon sign of the Emperor Hotel in the distance. "Let's see if they can break in first. Zhang Bingkun has a gun and dozens of bodyguards, which will allow him to figure out the upper limit of these two newly awakened individuals' abilities."

He reached out and pressed the button on the walkie-talkie, his tone carrying an unquestionable command: "Notify the Zhaoming City Armed Security Brigade to mobilize three squadrons, equipped with standard submachine guns, grenade launchers, and riot shields, and assemble around the Emperor's Mansion within ten minutes."

Contact the special response team again, have them bring their energy monitoring devices and tranquilizer darts, and wait for my orders before proceeding.

"yes!"

Zhou Zhengqing put down the walkie-talkie and raised his binoculars again to look at the end of the street.

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Four security guards in black suits stood at the entrance of the Emperor Entertainment Club. When they saw Su Wanxing and Su Mingyu walking over, they reached out and stopped them.

"Stop right there, what are you doing?" The security guard looked the two up and down. Seeing that they were dressed plainly, even a bit shabby, his face immediately showed impatience. "This is not a place for you. Get out of here."

Su Wanxing didn't speak, but with a slight twitch of her fingertips, four ice needles shot out instantly, accurately piercing the throats of the four security guards.

The four security guards fell straight to the ground without uttering a sound. The ice needles in their throats slowly melted, and the wounds were almost invisible.

Su Mingyu raised his hand to manipulate the water flow, dragging the four corpses into the nearby bushes and hiding them.

The siblings exchanged a glance, then pushed open the glass door of the clubhouse and went inside.

The lobby on the first floor was dimly lit, and the deafening music made people's eardrums hurt. Men and women were crowded together on the dance floor, twisting and turning wildly. The air was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco, alcohol and perfume.

The bartender behind the bar looked up and saw the two of them. Just as he opened his mouth to ask, he saw Su Mingyu raise his hand and flick a water blade. The marble countertop of the bar was cleanly sliced ​​open. The bartender was so frightened that he immediately squatted down under the bar, not daring to lift his head.

"Who the hell dares to cause trouble at the Emperor Hotel?" Two bodyguards guarding the stairwell heard the commotion, grabbed rubber batons, and rushed over. "Are you tired of living?"

Su Wanxing dodged the rubber baton to the side, and an ice blade condensed in her palm, slicing open the throat of one of the bodyguards.

The other bodyguard turned pale with fright. Just as he was about to call for help, Su Mingyu's water whip wrapped around his neck. With a sharp twist, a crisp sound of bones cracking rang out, and the bodyguard collapsed limply to the ground.

The guests on the first floor saw this and let out piercing screams, running towards the door like madmen. No one dared to stay and watch the spectacle.

Su Wanxing ignored the fleeing guests; her target was clear: Wang Haidong and Zhang Bingkun upstairs.

"Let's go upstairs." Su Wanxing took a step towards the stairwell, with Su Mingyu following behind her, warily watching the surroundings.

Just as they reached the corner on the second floor, five thugs wielding machetes rushed down and, without saying a word, raised their knives to strike.

Su Wanxing raised her hand and conjured an ice shield in front of her. The cleaver struck the ice shield, making a series of loud thuds.

Su Mingyu stood behind the ice shield, and five streams of water shot out simultaneously, accurately piercing the eyes of the five thugs. The five thugs let out a shrill scream, covered their eyes, and rolled on the ground, blood gushing out from between their fingers.

The two did not stop, but continued to walk uphill, stepping on the blood-soaked ground.

The third floor was a KTV room. A dozen thugs heard the commotion downstairs and stood guard at both ends of the corridor, each holding a homemade gun. They opened fire as soon as they saw the two men peek out.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out in the corridor, bullets hitting the walls and splattering large amounts of white dust.

Su Wanxing conjured a two-meter-wide ice wall in front of her. The bullets hit the ice wall, leaving only shallow dents.

She pushed forward with both hands, and the ice wall slid down the corridor at an increasingly faster speed. Several thugs who couldn't dodge in time were slammed against the ice wall, and the sound of bones breaking could be clearly heard.

The remaining thugs were terrified and turned to run away, but Su Mingyu manipulated the water in the fire hydrant in the corridor, instantly turning it into two high-pressure water whips that lashed the thugs' backs, sending them flying and crashing heavily into the wall, where they died instantly.

The two continued uphill, encountering almost no significant resistance.

These thugs, who usually acted arrogantly and domineeringly, couldn't even cause them the slightest trouble in the face of absolute power.

In just over ten minutes, all the guards from the first to the fifth floor were cleared out, and the corridors were littered with corpses and bloodstains.

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In the general manager's office on the sixth floor, Wang Haidong was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his arm around a woman in a revealing dress. Zhang Bingkun, sitting next to him, was smoking a cigar and staring at the monitor screen in front of him, his face so dark it could drip water.

"Damn it, who the hell broke in here?" Zhang Bingkun stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, his voice filled with suppressed anger. "A dozen people downstairs, and they couldn't even last five minutes? Are they all just sitting around doing nothing?"

Wang Haidong's expression was also grim. He had just received a call from security guards saying that someone had forced their way into the Emperor Hotel.

He initially thought it was just some ignorant thug causing trouble, so he sent a few people down to deal with it.

In less than ten minutes, all the floors below lost contact, and the surveillance footage went black one by one, leaving only figures running around in the corridor and bloodstains.

"Mr. Zhang, I've already called for backup," Wang Haidong pushed the woman in his arms aside, took out a replica Type 64 pistol from the drawer, and cocked it with a click.

"The guys who keep watch nearby will be here in twenty minutes. No matter how good those two are at fighting, can they really stop a bullet?"

Zhang Bingkun snorted coldly, pulled out a pistol from his waist, walked to the window and looked down. The area downstairs was in chaos, with guests screaming and running outside, and the faint sound of police sirens could be heard from afar.

He felt a little uneasy, sensing that something strange was amiss with what had happened today.

"Do you think it might be some enemies from the underworld coming knocking on our door?" Zhang Bingkun asked, frowning. "I haven't offended any big shots lately, except for that Su family girl I took in last week, whom I haven't had a chance to send away yet."

Speaking of Su Wanxing, Wang Haidong also remembered the phone call Zhao Hu made earlier, saying that he would send her over in three days, and today is exactly the third day.

His heart skipped a beat, and an absurd thought popped into his head: "Mr. Zhang, do you think... the ones who barged in might be the Su siblings?"

"Impossible!" Zhang Bingkun immediately rejected it. "That girl is an orphan with no parents, and her younger brother is disabled. How could they have the ability to break into my Emperor Hotel? I think it was some blind rival who did this. Once I catch them, I'll skin them alive."

He had barely finished speaking when the office door was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang.