Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

"Impossible! That's an armor-piercing round! It can penetrate an armored vehicle! How could you possibly stop it?!"

He frantically pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

All five bullets were fired.

But they all stopped in front of Li Su, as if caught by an invisible hand.

Li Su raised her finger.

Six bullets changed direction and were aimed at Chen Hui's limbs and knees.

"Don't you really enjoy doing experiments?"

Li Su's voice was cold.

"I'll do an experiment for you today too."

"Look at your own body, see if it can withstand the armor-piercing rounds you produced yourself."

"No--!"

Chen Hui let out a piercing scream.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Six soft sounds.

Six bullets pierced Chen Hui's hands, legs, and knees.

Blood gushed out instantly, splattering all over the ground.

Chen Hui fell to the ground, writhing in pain and letting out heart-wrenching screams.

"Does it hurt?"

Li Su looked at him.

"My child was in a thousand times, ten thousand times more pain than you were back then."

"After he received the injection, all his organs failed, his skin ulcerated, and he cried for three days and three nights before he died."

"What's a little pain to you?"

Li Su squatted down and looked into his eyes.

Chen Hui was in so much pain that his consciousness was blurred. He looked into Li Su's eyes, which were filled with resentment and malice.

"You can kill me... but you won't survive either... the authorities won't let you go... the Five Mountains Alliance... won't let you go either... you monster..."

Whether I am a monster or not is unimportant.

Li Su stood up.

"The important thing is, you deserve to die."

She raised her finger.

Chen Hui's body floated up uncontrollably and hovered in mid-air.

Countless invisible forces surged in from all directions, compressing his body.

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Chen Hui's screams grew weaker and weaker until they finally fell silent.

His body was squeezed into an irregular ball of flesh, fell from mid-air, and crashed onto the cold floor.

Li Su looked down at his corpse, her face expressionless.

She took out the USB drive Zhao Lei had given her from her pocket, scanned it with her mental energy, and the list of shareholders inside was clearly imprinted in her mind.

Fang Zhizhong.

Qian Shoucheng.

Duan Changming.

Song Mingxi.

Each name was etched into her revenge list.

None of them can escape.

She turned around, clutching the metal box in her arms, and walked out of the office step by step.

The sunlight streaming through the French windows was perfect, falling on her, but it couldn't warm the coldness in her arms.

The revenge must continue.

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At 11:40 p.m., Fang Zhizhong received his first phone call.

He was sitting in his study in the Shanyang City government compound, rummaging through an old briefcase containing three passports with different names, two overseas bank cards, and a stack of non-consecutive cash.

The call was from Song Mingxi.

"Chen Hui is dead."

Song Mingxi's voice came through the receiver, with the background noise of airport announcements.

Fang Zhizhong's passport fell onto the table.

"When did this happen?"

"Around 2 PM. Li Su stormed into the headquarters building, killing his way from the first floor to the twenty-fifth floor. Zhao Lei, Wang Hao, and Liu Min were all dead. Chen Hui died at the entrance to the safe house, his body crumpled into a ball of flesh."

Song Mingxi speaks very quickly; she's not the kind of woman who screams.

Fang Zhizhong's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

Where are you now?

"Changning International Airport. Boarding immediately, destination: Beiyuan Federation. I'm calling you this last time to let you know. Run."

"Where are the officials? Where are the people at the anomaly response center? Didn't they take over?"

"They've taken over. But Li Su disappeared after she killed everyone. They can't find her."

Song Mingxi paused for a moment.

"To be precise, they don't dare to approach her at all. Cheng Yanqiu ordered all security forces not to make contact with her proactively. Fang Zhizhong, don't you understand? The official attitude right now is to sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight. They want to see how Li Su stirs up this mess before deciding how to close the net."

Fang Zhizhong remained silent.

The desk lamp in the study cast his long shadow on the wall, like a twisted snake.

"Do you think you can escape?"

he asks.

"I can escape. There are people in the Northern Plains Federation who will meet me. Alpha Biotechnology has a safe house on the border, so once I get there, it will be a safe zone. No matter how strong Li Su is, she can't possibly cross the border to hunt me down."

For the first time, a hint of weariness appeared in Song Mingxi's voice.

"Fang Zhizhong, Chen Hui is dead. Zhou De'an is dead. Qi Jianmin is dead. The entire Shanyang supply line is cut off. There's no point in you staying in the country; leave as soon as possible."

"I see."

Fang Zhizhong hung up the phone and stuffed his passport and cash into his briefcase.

He stood up, walked to the study door, and glanced back at the family photo on the desk.

In the photo, his wife and daughter are all smiles.

He looked away, opened the door, and went out.

A black minivan was parked in the yard.

The driver, Lao Wei, was smoking by the car. When he saw him get out, he quickly threw away his cigarette butt and opened the car door.

"Mr. Fang, where are we going?"

"Go to the provincial capital. Lao Wei, I've already made arrangements back home. Go back to your hometown for the next two months to lay low. Once you get to the provincial capital, drive the car back yourself."

Old Wei paused for a moment, then nodded.

He worked with Fang Zhizhong for twelve years and knew what he should and shouldn't ask.

Fang Zhizhong climbed into the back seat, clutching his briefcase to his chest as if it were a block of ice.

The car drove out of the residential area and onto the highway leading to the provincial capital.

Fang Zhizhong leaned back in his seat, closed his eyes, and his mind raced with calculations.

Song Mingxi went to the Northern Plains Federation.

That old geezer Qian Shoucheng must have his own ways of doing things.

Duan Changming, needless to say, had spent half his life doing shady work and was better at running away than anyone else.

Four people, four directions, none of them caring about the other's life or death.

This is the safest way.

Fang Zhizhong chose to go south.

He transferred from the provincial capital to a border city in the south, and then crossed the border by water from there.

He had traveled this route many times, and he had acquaintances to help him at every step.

He'll be safe as long as he gets to the provincial capital airport before dawn tomorrow.

He took out his phone and sent a message to an acquaintance at the provincial capital airport: "Arriving at 3 a.m., please help prepare a charter flight, see you at the usual place."

The reply came quickly: "Received. Three million."

Fang Zhizhong frowned.

This route used to cost only one million.

But he doesn't have time to haggle right now.

"Can."

He replied with two words, turned off his phone, pressed his face against the cold car window, and watched the streetlights rushing past outside.

almost.

Once you arrive in the provincial capital...

Once you're on the plane.

Li Su would have no chance of catching up.

No matter how strong she was, she never knew he would take this path.

Fang Zhizhong felt a little more at ease.

Then he suddenly felt a pang of heart palpitation.

The palpitation came suddenly, as if someone had squeezed his heart hard.