Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

Nine o'clock in the morning, Shanyang City Municipal Square.

The late autumn sun hung obliquely in the sky, offering little warmth.

The wind blew from the north side of the square, causing the colorful flags to flutter and rustle.

A ten-meter-wide platform was erected on the open space on the east side of the municipal square.

The stage was covered with a red carpet, and the backdrop read "Shanyang City Maternal and Child Health Hospital New Campus Groundbreaking Ceremony" in sixteen large gold-stamped characters.

Twelve rows of folding chairs were set up below the stage, filled with officials from various city government departments, representatives from medical institutions, and heads of construction companies.

Reporters stood on both sides with their cameras and microphones, all pointing at the center of the podium.

Zhou Zhengde sat in the center of the stage, his hands clasped on the table, a perfectly appropriate smile on his face.

His suit was impeccably pressed, his hair was combed meticulously, and the white hair at his temples was dyed jet black and glossy.

No one could tell that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

From the moment he received Cheng Yanqiu's notification yesterday, he knew he would be standing here today, under Li Su's knife.

He served as an official for so many years, spoke at countless meetings, and uttered countless high-sounding words.

This was the first time he had ever felt the microphone so hot.

Cheng Yanqiu's men were hiding around the square, among the reporters, behind the construction fences, and in the high-rise buildings across the street.

They said they would protect him.

But he knew that those people were just decorations in front of Li Su.

Zhou Zhengde turned his head and glanced at Zheng Guangming, the vice governor sitting to his right.

Zheng Guangming was in his early fifties, slightly overweight, with an air of authority that came from long-term high-ranking positions. He was sipping his tea slowly, whispering something to Liu Dongqiang beside him.

"Old Zhou, I heard you've been under a lot of pressure lately?"

Liu Dongqiang asked with a smile, sitting across from Zheng Guangming.

He was the director of the provincial finance department, the person in charge of money, and he always spoke with a hint of disdain.

Zhou Zhengde smiled but did not reply.

pressure?

The three of you are sitting here today, unaware that you've already been put on the King of Hell's list.

Zheng Guangming put down his teacup and said in a voice that only the three of them could hear, "I've already had the provincial authorities suppress the matter concerning that woman; it won't escalate. You don't need to worry."

Zhou Zhengde sneered inwardly.

Can you suppress it?

The news of Li Su's bloody purge of the Discipline Inspection Commission yesterday afternoon had already spread throughout the entire officialdom of Shanyang City. Should it be suppressed?

What can we use to suppress it?

But he still maintained a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Vice Governor Zheng."

Liu Dongqiang curled his lip.

"She's just a woman, killing people everywhere with brute force. She can't cause much trouble. Chief Zhou of the Public Security Bureau has already arranged for men to shoot her dead on the spot if she dares to show her face."

As he spoke, he gave Zhou Haitao, who was sitting on the far side, a wink.

Zhou Haitao nodded.

He was forty-eight years old, with a dark complexion and a robust build. He wore a crisp, dark blue uniform with his hat pulled low over his shoulders.

As the deputy commander of the Armed Security Brigade, he had absolute confidence in the combat capabilities of his subordinates.

"A mere flying woman won't last three minutes against my crossfire."

Zhou Haitao's voice was low, but his tone was firm.

As Zhou Zhengde listened, an indescribable sense of absurdity welled up in his heart.

You have no idea how terrifying she is.

She killed more than forty people in one night, including heavily armed mercenaries and high-ranking officials.

You're sitting here discussing how to "kill" her?

The director of the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital, who was sitting at the far end of the stage, stood up, bent down and walked behind Zhou Zhengde, whispering, "Mayor, the auspicious time is approaching, please prepare."

Zhou Zhengde nodded, reached into his suit pocket, and touched the prepared speech.

He gripped the speech manuscript, his fingers tightening slightly, causing the paper to wrinkle a few times.

"Distinguished guests, comrades, and friends, good morning."

"Today, we are holding a grand groundbreaking ceremony for the new Shanyang City Maternal and Child Health Hospital..."

He read the manuscript aloud in a steady voice, with clear and distinct pronunciation.

No one knew that with each sentence he uttered, his heart sank a little lower.

He felt like a sacrificial offering placed on a table, waiting for the sacrificial knife to fall in full view of everyone.

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On the west side of the municipal square, on the top floor of a thirteen-story commercial building.

Cheng Yanqiu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding up binoculars, looking down at the entire groundbreaking ceremony site.

She was wearing a dark gray trench coat, with a miniature communicator in her ear, and her hair was slightly disheveled by the wind.

"Report, observation post number one is ready."

"Observation position number two is ready."

"Sniper position number three is ready; target direction is covered."

Reports from each squad kept coming through the communicator.

Cheng Yanqiu did not turn around; his gaze remained fixed on the podium.

"Zhou Zhengde has taken the stage. All units remain silent; no target signals have been detected."

Her voice was calm and steady, like that of a surgeon at the operating table.

But she felt no relief whatsoever.

Li Su's ability data is already on the table.

The flight speed exceeds 200 kilometers per hour.

The range of mental perception covers at least eighty kilometers.

Its control precision is so high that it can deflect grenades and crush pistols.

Her telekinetic powers can penetrate reinforced concrete and act directly on the human body.

If we cannot capture them alive today, we must kill them on the spot.

Even if the cost is harming innocent people.

Cheng Yanqiu pressed the communicator button and switched to the encrypted channel.

"Falcon One, if the target appears during the middle of the ceremony and approaches at high speed from the southwest, you must immediately block all evacuation routes and evacuate civilians into buildings. Do not leave them exposed in the square."

"receive."

"Falcon 2, the range of the nerve suppression missile is only 120 meters. Once the target enters the range, fire in three volleys to cover all her evasive maneuvers."

"receive."

"Sky Strike One and Two, you stand by at the suburban airfield. If the ground forces fail to engage in combat, take off immediately to carry out high-altitude suppression."

"receive."

After arranging everything, Cheng Yanqiu put down his binoculars and let out a long breath.

She has already mobilized all the resources she can.

Just as she was about to observe the scene again, a deep male voice came through the communicator.

"explain."

"We monitored that several unidentified vehicles were repeatedly circling around the square, and the people inside were wearing tactical communication equipment and carrying heavy weapons."

Cheng Yanqiu's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Has your identity been confirmed?"

"The other party uses encrypted communication, which cannot be cracked at the moment. However, judging from the equipment and operational habits, it has the characteristics of a foreign military organization."

Cheng Yanqiu remained silent for a few seconds.

Foreign organization, Black Falcon.

She had already learned from intelligence that this spy organization, supported by the Fu Kingdom, had been active in Shanyang City recently, and its target was Li Su.