Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

Seemingly realizing her identity had been exposed, the maid's crying gradually stopped. She stopped speaking, and a resolute look appeared on her face.

Meng Li watched quietly as her expression changed constantly. The romantic atmosphere between the two of them vanished like a tide, replaced by a cold, steely killing intent.

"Surveillance?"

"So this is surveillance. What are you trying to confirm? I'm just an ordinary, powerful psychic."

Seeing Meng Li's expression, which seemed to confirm his suspicions without needing a reply, her face lost its previous calm.

"Your superpower isn't superhuman strength, it's mind reading?"

"Are you bait dropped by Superman Z?"

The maid said coldly.

Hearing the other party's question, Meng Li was so angry that she laughed.

"Should I ask you or you ask me? Don't you understand who's the prisoner right now?"

Standing up, Meng Li looked down at the disheveled maid in front of him, a cold glint in his eyes.

If he hadn't been afraid that she had received special training, he wouldn't have tested her so much when she was off guard. But now that he had tested her thoroughly and she was clearly being ungrateful, he had no choice but to strike hard.

Regardless of whether Z Superman was faking it or not, he treated Meng Li like a good brother. But the maid in front of him was different. As a member of the resistance, she acted as if it was perfectly normal for her to monitor him, which made Meng Li feel nauseous.

He didn't take the human resistance seriously, since even by the end of the simulation, apart from that inexplicably appearing superhuman, they hadn't caused Z Superman any trouble.

The absolute power user appeared twenty years later, and whether they still exist now is another matter.

And yet these rats in the gutter are now behaving so arrogantly. Who gave them the guts? Do they really think they wouldn't dare to kill someone?

Meng Li intends to oppose Z Superman, but that doesn't mean he won't take action against the resistance.

He's not even afraid of Z Superman, who can summon a feast, so he's even less afraid of the so-called resistance.

"I won't say anything."

The maid raised her neck, closed her eyes, and remained silent.

"Heh, it seems I was too kind, which led you to make some misjudgments."

Meng Li was not a professional interrogation expert, and his interrogation methods were also quite unfamiliar.

To be honest, he didn't want things to come to this.

He is a good person.

But unfortunately, kindness is often taken advantage of, and there are always those who are blind to his good nature who come looking for trouble.

Z Superman is one thing, his strength is undeniable.

What exactly is the Human Resistance Army?

A moment later, he came out of the room.

There was no blood on Meng Li's hands, but if someone got close, they could faintly smell the blood emanating from them, and occasionally, they could see specks of crimson stains on her clothes.

At this moment, Meng Li did not pay attention to this.

His mind was racing, analyzing the intelligence he had just received.

The maid was not as unyielding as he had imagined.

But perhaps because of the unique nature of human resistance organizations, she didn't know much.

The Human Resistance Army was established earlier than Meng Li had imagined; it was formed when the Superpower Empire was first established.

The entire organization adopts an online-offline communication model, using specially designed communication equipment to communicate. No matter which level below is exposed, it will not affect those above.

The maid was the lowest-ranking member of the human resistance. Her task was to record Meng Li's every word and action and then transmit it out. She knew nothing else.

However, one thing she just said was true: the other party's mother was seriously ill, which was the reason she joined the human resistance army to fight for her life. She originally did not intend to take risks, but Meng Li kept a low profile, and she had not collected enough information.

The pressure from above was too intense, leaving her no choice but to risk gathering intelligence. However, she clearly did not expect Meng Li to possess senses hundreds of times greater than those of ordinary people.

Although he usually restrains a large part of himself, even the few remaining parts are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. This is why, even though the other party had already hidden himself well, Meng Li still managed to discover the clues.

It seems the human resistance is indeed very cautious, which explains why Z Superman didn't eliminate them until they deliberately exposed themselves.

He thought that after capturing the spy, he could follow the clues to find more information, but it seems that he needs to plan more carefully.

It doesn't matter.

The original Superpower Empire was stagnant, but things are different now.

Superpowered individuals have now become targets of the Federation's Awakened Ones, and given the impact they have on the Superpower Empire, the Rebel Alliance will likely intervene.

Of course, if the other party really wants to be a coward, Meng Li doesn't have any good solutions. The other party is valuable to him, but not much. The current focus is still on Z Superman, and the Resistance can wait and see.

As he pondered this, he arrived at the restaurant.

"There's a body upstairs, go and deal with it."

Upon seeing the butler, Meng Li spoke up.

"Yes, ma'am."

Without asking why, he simply lowered his head and replied.

As he turned and left, a deep light flashed in Meng Li's eyes.

When you see a cockroach, there's a high probability that your house is infested with cockroaches.

He had activated all his senses, and no movement in the main building could be hidden from his mind. Countless subtle rustling sounds entered his mind and were then processed and summarized by his brain.

This state of mind is very taxing on him.

He doesn't usually use it. The high energy consumption is secondary; the main problem is that having all the chaotic sounds and smells flooding his mind isn't a pleasant experience.

This time, however, it's different; this is a necessary step to get rid of the cockroaches hiding in the shadows.

And just as he mentioned the corpse.

The heart rates of dozens of people, including the housekeeper, showed obvious abnormal changes.

Meng Li wasn't sure if they were all members of the human resistance, but he marked them all for later close monitoring.

In fact, he had long been prepared for the presence of many watchers around him.

After all, he had no foundation at all, so it was reasonable for Superman Z to arrange some of his own people around him.

But he didn't expect that while Z's people didn't find them, he discovered a group of human resistance fighters first.

This number is no longer just a matter of ordinary disguise and infiltration. The number of human resistance fighters is almost greater than that of others. He would believe it if you said this was a stronghold of the human resistance fighters.

and many more...

Meng Li suddenly discovered the key point.

Could this place really be a stronghold of the human resistance? Is it a case of the darkest place being under the lamp?

After all, there is no surveillance here in name only, and given his identity, even the surveillance personnel used by Superman Z to maintain daily order would not dare to disturb him. Is there a safer place than this?

"Interesting. Do you really think this place is a sieve?"

My first priority is to get rid of them all.

But after thinking about it, he suppressed his murderous intent.

If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back when the wind blows.