I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

The others looked left and right, the scene of Cheng Fei dealing with all the attackers still vivid in their minds, and the boy's opinion carried great weight in their hearts.

At this moment, Yuan Shijie, who was mixed in with the crowd, stepped forward, his brows slightly furrowed, and spoke righteously, "Cheng Fei, what he said is correct, isn't it? Let's try going to the Liantong Bridge first. It's better than staying here and waiting to die."

"What about the terrorists?" Cheng Fei asked him.

"Then we'll have to rely on your skills." A serious expression appeared on the roguish young man's face.

The others looked at the boy with expectant eyes.

"Young man, we're counting on you."

"You will be richly rewarded if you protect us and get us out!"

Cheng Fei thought for a moment, but still couldn't find a reason to refute it, so he nodded for the time being, "Then let's go. Be careful, I can't guarantee I can protect anyone."

"Don't stray too far from me." After saying this to Lin Xuanqi and Mrs. Lin, the boy took the lead and walked towards the fire escape.

The burly man quickly waved his hand, "Everyone, follow me!"

By this time, the building's power supply had been cut off, and external communications were almost completely unusable. The emergency lights on the walls were bright, and as people moved through the fire escape, their shadows darted across the walls with each hurried footstep.

Starting from the 88th floor, they need to descend more than 40 floors in one go.

At first, everyone walked easily through the first few floors, but before they reached the tenth floor, a woman suddenly screamed from the back of the line, startling everyone. When they turned around, they found that someone had twisted their ankle.

"Why wear high heels at a time like this?"

"Take off your shoes!"

Amidst a barrage of reprimands, several dazed women hurriedly kicked off their shoes.

Lin Xuanqi and Madam Lin had already taken off their shoes. Madam Lin was walking barefoot, while Lin Xuanqi was carried on Cheng Fei's back.

After the brief incident, the group continued forward. During this process, someone fell due to sore knees. The burly security manager suggested taking a short break every five floors, and Cheng Fei did not object.

In the deathly silence, everyone was panting heavily. Under the emergency lights, you could see each other's foreheads covered in cold sweat and their anxious expressions.

After a while, Mrs. Lin's steps became unsteady, and Lin Xuanqi suggested that Cheng Fei carry her for a while. So the young man carried the beautiful woman in the floral dress on his back.

As time passed, the originally cool air inside the fire escape gradually became hot and dry, causing everyone to sweat profusely, as if a fire was raging just a wall away.

After a long and agonizing ordeal, the sign above everyone's heads indicated they had reached the 40th floor, and a sigh of relief echoed through the fire escape.

"We've finally arrived..."

"Can we go out now?"

Cheng Fei breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched this scene unfold. He had been on edge the whole time, wary of any possible ambushes, but thankfully the journey had gone smoothly.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the burly security manager stepped forward and pushed open the heavy, normally closed fire door. A wave of heat and choking smoke immediately rushed in. He first peered through the crack, then pushed the fire door open completely and shouted, "Get out of here! The fire hasn't spread yet! The connecting bridge is over there!"

Cheng Fei also stepped forward to take a look. Seeing that there were no flames but only thick smoke in the building, the boy frowned and asked, "Where is the Liantong Bridge?"

“Keep walking down that corridor. We’re on the outside of the building, and the connecting bridge is on the inside,” the burly man said immediately.

Cheng Fei was about to nod when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the night view outside the window and realized something was amiss. He turned to look at the burly man, staring intently into his eyes, "Are you sure the connecting bridge is on the fortieth floor?"

The burly man was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "If not on the fortieth floor, where else could it be? Hurry up, we're in great danger!"

"I remember it was at least on the fiftieth floor." The boy tilted his head, looking thoughtful, as if recalling something.

"What do you mean by at least the fiftieth floor?" the burly man asked in surprise.

The boy fell silent.

“Cheng Fei, he’s the security manager, how could he be wrong?” Yuan Shijie spread his hands. “We’ve finally gotten this far, let’s not delay any longer, or all our efforts will be wasted if the fire starts.”

“The bridge couldn’t possibly be on the fortieth floor.” The boy’s eyes gleamed.

"Young man, which floor exactly?"

"Yes, where did you see the hint?"

Under everyone's gaze, Cheng Fei fell silent.

The distant view he had inadvertently glimpsed while chatting with Lin Xuanqi near the Baishazhou Bridge vividly appeared in the boy's mind. If it were Shen Xi, he might have been able to pinpoint the floor of the connecting bridge at a glance, but he could only estimate it roughly based on his intuition.

Even if I explained it, these people wouldn't believe me.

For a fleeting moment, Cheng Fei felt he understood the feelings Shen Xi had when she wanted to prove the corridor's existence.

"I just felt something was off. If you don't believe me, fine." The boy took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Feeling? Young man, you're joking."

"Let's hurry, it's getting hotter and hotter!"

At the urging of several men, some of the people who had been following behind them skipped over the boy and ran out through the fire door, as if the path to salvation was just ahead.

"Those who come later, follow me to the other side of the corridor!" the burly man shouted, supporting the fire door.

Cheng Fei stood still without stopping him, and narrowed his eyes.

His compassion was never excessive; let these people go if they wanted.

Most people followed and ran out, and despite the choking smoke, they covered their mouths and crouched down to keep going.

Only a few people remained motionless, their gazes fixed on the boy.

726. Ye Shuang couldn't help but worry.

Lin Xuanqi and Madam Lin stood beside the boy.

Kong Siyuan, who had been following the group the whole time, stared intently at the boy's profile, her brows furrowed and her eyes darting around. After a moment, she made up her mind and stepped forward, saying, "Cheng Fei, I believe in you."

Song Yufei looked around and silently moved a little closer to the boy. The young woman was still immersed in the scene of her father being shot and looked somewhat dazed.

With everyone's eyes on him, Cheng Fei suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at the burly man in front of him. "You're not the security manager."

"Are you crazy? What time is it and you're still being paranoid?" the burly man said angrily.

"You went upstairs before me. Where did you go during that time?" the boy asked, staring intently at him.

"There were gunshots all over the place. What's wrong with me hiding in the storage room?" the burly man said matter-of-factly.

Cheng Fei's gaze swept across his face, finally settling on the ID card hanging around his neck, which he had tucked into the breast pocket of his shirt, with only half of it showing.

"Let me see your badge." The boy stretched out his hand expressionlessly.

"Fine, I'll look. What exactly are you suspecting?" The burly man pretended to remove his ID tag, his eyes suddenly turning fierce. He pulled out a pistol from behind his back. "Damn it, where did you come from—"

He had barely finished speaking when everything went blurry before his eyes, as if he were walking in the middle of the road when he was hit by a car and thrown into the air, his body curled up like a shrimp as he crashed into the wall.

Two pistols appeared in Cheng Fei's hand.

Those who remained stared wide-eyed, but even though their attention was entirely focused on the boy, they couldn't see his movements clearly.

"Avalanche? The Blue Foundation?" The boy stared at him thoughtfully. "What is your purpose today?"

The burly man sat on the ground with his back against the wall, clutching his chest and coughing violently, spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva onto the ground. "Pah, what kind of bullshit foundation is this? I don't understand."

He gasped for breath, his brow twitching slightly, a sense of impending death washing over him. He raised his chin, his gaze falling on the face of the person behind the boy, his expression turning resentful. He slowly said, "Twenty years ago, on the Baishazhou Bridge project, my father was an engineer. He reported the shoddy workmanship of Xueyuan Science and Technology and the Lin family, and the next day he had an accident at the construction site..."

"That's all?" Cheng Fei was surprised; this was not what he had expected.

"That's all? You capitalists who treat human life like dirt!" The burly man's eyes burned with rage as he struggled to his feet.

Just then, gunshots rang out.

Cheng Fei turned around and saw the swirling bullets, then pulled Lin Xuanqi away from their trajectory.

The bullet pierced the burly man's chest, transforming into a flamboyant flower blooming on his blue shirt. His body lost its support, and his pupils gradually dilated.

Yuan Shijie stood on the stairs, gun in hand, his eyes gleaming.

"Why did you kill him?" Cheng Fei raised his gun and pointed it at Yuan Shijie.

“Since he’s a terrorist, there’s no need to waste time on him. Or do you feel sorry for him? Think about who gave you the life you have now.” Yuan Shijie put away his gun and snorted coldly, meeting the boy’s gaze without any guilt.

The hurried footsteps broke the atmosphere, and those who had left earlier came running back intermittently, clutching their throats and gasping for breath.

"We can't find the connecting bridge..."

"I almost died from the smoke..."

A closer look reveals that some of them never returned.

They were startled again when they saw the body in the corner.

“He was a fake terrorist, and we killed him. Listen to Cheng Fei; Cheng Fei is right.” Yuan Shijie softened his tone.

Cheng Fei had no choice but to put away his gun, glanced at Yuan Shijie one last time, shook his head, and walked upstairs as if nothing had happened. "Then let's hurry up."

……

Ye Shuang missed the elevator.

The other tower of the Twin Towers is mostly used as a hotel. After the attack, security began evacuating people from that side, and all the elevators were occupied.

The girl had no choice but to activate the Platinum Star and rush up against the flow of people in the fire elevator. The guides on each floor saw a blur flash past them and rubbed their eyes in unison, thinking they were hallucinating.

When Ye Shuang arrived at the 52nd floor where the connecting bridge was located, she had just stepped out of the fire escape when the elevator doors opened in front of her, and fully armed anti-terrorism team members emerged from inside, seemingly also intending to enter the adjacent building via the connecting bridge.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Shuang waited until the footsteps faded away before taking a longer route to the connecting bridge from the other side. As the location of today's mission, she was already familiar with the terrain.

The floor, with all the lights on, was completely empty, and the silence was eerily quiet.

Suddenly, a burst of gunfire came from not far away, briefly rang out, and then quickly subsided.

Ye Shuang stopped in the long corridor and listened intently.

If she heard correctly, the gunfire came from the direction of the counter-terrorism team's movement path, and all the weapons fired were standard-issue weapons from the security department, with no indication of enemy retaliation.

Unless under special circumstances, well-trained special forces soldiers should not fire indiscriminately like this...

If the enemy doesn't even have a gun, under what circumstances would they need to pull the trigger?

Ye Shuang suddenly had a strange premonition that there was something dangerous on this floor.

She turned around and ran back to the elevator entrance she had come from, keeping her pace low, and followed the route taken by the counter-terrorism team to the connecting bridge.

At the corner of a corridor, the girl glimpsed a bullet hole in the wall. She stopped, turned to the side, and peered inside. Then her pupils contracted, and she quickly hid back under cover.

In the silent corridor, the bodies of counter-terrorism team members lay scattered about, riddled with bullet holes, as if in that instant they had recklessly opened fire on the enemy at close range, yet still failed to kill them.

At that moment, Ye Shuang heard faint voices.

"You dared to hit me..."

"You dared to hit me..."

"You like to fight, huh...?"

The girl thought for a moment, then turned on her phone's camera and zoomed in to observe the camera from around the corner.

At the end of the corridor, a short, stout man was kicking a corpse on the ground in a fit of rage, while muttering something under his breath.

The man was wearing a loose sports jacket and looked unremarkable. Ye Shuang zoomed in on the image and saw that his jacket was covered with bullet holes, but there were no signs of bleeding.

The girl suddenly realized something and shrank back to edit the text message.

"Cyborgs are present. Be careful. Reply received."

She waited a moment without a response, and couldn't help but worry, so she stretched out her phone camera again to observe.

This time, a tall, thin woman came out and, seeing the man's actions, kicked him in annoyance, saying, "Are you out of your mind? Once you've finished, go back and keep watch."

The short, stout man staggered from the kick, scratching his head in a wronged manner, "I can guard the place just as well here."

With that, he obediently walked away.

Ye Shuang's heart skipped a beat as she realized that women could also modify people.

After the man left, the woman glanced at the corpse on the ground, turned around and left as well. After taking two steps, she stopped as if sensing something and turned her head to look at where Ye Shuang was.

Through the phone camera, Ye Shuang and the woman made eye contact for a second.

The next instant, the woman rushed towards her at a terrifying speed.