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Chapter 401 Bai Xiao, I've finally met you!
In front of Exit 3 of the experimental area is a waiting hall that is several hundred square meters in size.

A cold, gray fog floated by, shrouding everything in a hazy mist.

The elevator doors were tightly shut, with only the emergency exit indicator lights casting a pale green glow in the mist.

A dozen or so figures dressed in combat uniforms were scattered throughout the hall in standard tactical formations.

They were either kneeling on one knee or leaning against pillars, their automatic rifles forming several interlocking fire networks.

The dark muzzles of the guns were all pointed at the three figures that had appeared ahead.

At this moment, a researcher wearing headquarters uniform ran out of the experimental area with an unidentified masked man.

The man even had an important experimental subject on his shoulder.

Their identities are self-evident.

"Minister, the target is located at Exit 3 of Zone B."

The sharp-looking man at the head of the team was Black Hawk, the captain of the pursuers.

He pressed the headset, his voice calm and forceful, and immediately reported the situation to his superiors.

Amidst the hum of the electrical current, a faint response could be heard.

Cheng Jiashu gently put down Majima Goro from his shoulder and gestured for Cui Xiuying to retreat to the corner.

Seeing this, Black Hawk also released his headset and made a tactical hand gesture behind him.

He stared intently at Cheng Jiashu, who was wearing a white mask, and pulled a blood-grooved dagger from his tactical belt.

He deftly twirled the blade halfway in his palm before bringing it to his chest, assuming a reverse grip fighting stance.

"Sir, surrender now, and I can guarantee you a quick death."

Black Hawk spoke cautiously, but showed no sign of fear.

As the captain of a special operations team from Noah's headquarters, a level seven cadre, he is responsible for hunting down traitors and protecting important targets year-round.

His hands were stained with blood, and countless souls had died by his blade.

In terms of practical combat ability, he believed he was in no way inferior to those eighth-level officers in the Eastern Capital branch who were complacent and neglected combat.

Even though the man in front of him was the legendary serial killer "White Owl," Black Hawk was still confident that he could personally test the other's strength.

Moreover, there are many elite team members standing by, ready to provide support at any time.

"is it?"

Cheng Jiashu chuckled softly.

Before the laughter subsided, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Black Hawk's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints, and the target vanished from his sight, not even a gust of wind could be seen.

The opponent did not make any running motion; even if the speed is fast, it is impossible for them to show no signs of movement at all.

Before the thought could even take shape, a sense of crisis instantly shot up from my spine to the top of my head.

Snapped.

A hand landed on his wrist, which was holding the dagger, as if by magic.

Cheng Jiashu's figure had appeared in front of him without him even noticing.

And guiding the sharp dagger, it changed direction and viciously slashed at Black Hawk's own neck.

The speed of their movements and the ruthlessness of their attacks completely exceeded their opponent's expectations.

The instinct for battle compelled Black Hawk to twist its neck with the slightest possible force, attempting to dodge this fatal blow.

But he was still too slow.

puff!

The sharp blade sliced ​​through the flesh and throat, and a stream of blood spurted out.

Black Hawk's eyes were wide open, and the last trace of astonishment and disbelief remained on his face.

He died unable to understand how his opponent had managed to kill him so easily.

The other team members in the hall were momentarily stunned by what had happened in the blink of an eye.

Cheng Jiashu released his grip, letting the black eagle's corpse fall limply to the ground.

His expression was so calm that it was as if he had only done a trivial thing.

This is the effect of applying the pupil technique "Instant Flash" in actual combat.

It is not a high-speed movement; it is still a spatial leap.

However, within extremely close distances, such as a range of a few centimeters to a dozen meters, Cheng Jiashu is fully capable of achieving continuous and seamless micro-space travel.

To outsiders, his figure seemed to vanish into thin air and then suddenly reappear, as if he were truly teleporting.

"Fire!"

Someone shouted, snapping everyone out of their shock.

Bang bang bang bang, gunshots rang out instantly.

More than a dozen automatic rifles simultaneously unleashed deadly fire.

A dense hail of bullets instantly covered the spot where Cheng Jiashu had been standing.

However, not a single bullet hit its target; the place was already deserted.

"He's up there!"

One of the team members suddenly shouted in terror.

Cheng Jiashu's figure was seen clinging to the ceiling like a gecko, and a dagger he had taken from Black Hawk was now in his hand.

He leaped forward and landed silently behind one of his teammates.

Before the team member could react, the cold blade had already sliced ​​open his throat.

Warm, fresh blood gushed out.

When the others turned their guns in terror and fired wildly at him.

His figure had already disappeared, but the next moment he appeared behind another team member and started killing again.

No matter how fast you raise your gun to aim, it can't outpace a thought or a lock of sight.

Cheng Jiashu's figure kept disappearing and reappearing amidst the hail of bullets, as if "flickering" in the air.

The surrounding walls, pillars, and even the surfaces of the enemy's bodies became springboards he could use to gain leverage after his brief appearance.

He moved erratically, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes up, sometimes down.

Disappearing the instant the opponent fires, then reappearing from another angle, making it difficult for the opponent to keep up with their sight, senses, and attacks.

As for the angle, it all depends on the line of sight; as long as he can see it, there is no place he cannot reach.

The continuous flashes caused the pursuers to completely misjudge the situation and were unable to pinpoint its true location.

Only the ricochets left a trail of blinding sparks as they scraped against the alloy wall, making a crisp clanging sound.

Choi Soo-young covered her head and dragged the unconscious Majima Goro to the corner, not daring to show her face.

Cheng Jiashu still held the dagger, ruthlessly stabbing at the enemy's throat or heart.

This was nothing short of a one-sided massacre.

Just a dozen seconds later, the gunfire stopped abruptly.

Ten corpses lay scattered in pools of blood.

The crimson blood flowed into streams, making the pervasive mist seem to be stained with a layer of blood.

Cheng Jiashu stood in the center of the corpse, his white mask splattered with crimson spots.

It made him look like a demon returned from hell, appearing particularly sinister and terrifying.

Watching this scene from the corner, Cui Xiuying felt a chill run through her body, and even her breathing became cautious.

Just then, Cheng Jiashu suddenly raised his hand to cover his forehead, and his body swayed slightly.

"Well--"

A suppressed, painful groan came from beneath the mask.

That damned auditory hallucination came crashing down on me again, like a tidal wave.

Countless chaotic, malicious, and insane ramblings echoed and roared in his mind.

Every syllable twisted the boundaries of his perception, trying to tear his soul from his body and drag it into the abyss of madness.

The deeper one sinks, the more one struggles, the more one degenerates, until utter depravity...

"How are you?"

After an unknown amount of time, a trembling voice asked.

Cheng Jiashu suddenly turned his head and looked at Cui Xiuying, who was standing in front of him, looking apprehensive.

His eyes, peering through the holes in the mask, were bloodshot and filled with a horrifying ferocity and murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour people alive.

Choi Soo-young's heart stopped for a second at that look, and she involuntarily took two steps back.

Cheng Jiashu shook his head vigorously, as if trying to shake off the noise in his mind.

He suppressed his surging rage and said in a rapid voice:
"Take me to the emergency exit and get out of here as soon as possible."

"I think you'll never be able to leave this place."

Before Cui Xiuying could nod in agreement, a cold voice came from the depths of the corridor.

Cheng Jiashu felt a chill run down his spine as an unprecedented aura of danger instantly enveloped his entire body.

He suddenly looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Da...da...

The footsteps approached from afar, carrying a strange rhythm.

A figure slowly emerged from the deep darkness, gradually becoming clearer.

He was a man who was not tall, but stood as straight as a javelin.

He was wearing a well-tailored dark gray suit and a black tactical mask.

This combination seemed somewhat incongruous, yet no one dared to ignore its imposing presence, as if it were the only proper way for him to dress. His military boots lightly tapped the ground, each step carrying the weight of a thousand pounds, making the air in the entire hall feel heavier.

He stopped in front of the pool of blood, his gaze sweeping over the corpses scattered on the ground before finally settling on Cheng Jiashu.

"Bai Xiao, I've finally met you!"

Upon hearing this address, Cheng Jiashu was slightly taken aback.

Realizing his current identity, he said coldly:
"I heard that a big shot has come to the East Capital branch of the Noah Organization. It must be you."

"It's me, Luo Lie."

The man gave his name briefly and forcefully, his voice seemingly suppressing anger:

"You may not recognize me, but I do. Even if you turn to ashes, you won't be able to fool me!"

As he spoke, he clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, staring intently at the white demon mask on Cheng Jiashu's face.

That undisguised hatred and murderous intent almost materialized, bursting forth.

Cheng Jiashu found it all very strange.

He admitted that he had indeed been opposing the Noah organization and had even killed several of their leaders.

But surely there shouldn't be such a deep-seated hatred in the reaction?

Judging from his posture, it was as if he were the one who killed his father.

God knows what despicable things that real White Owl did.

A thought flashed through Cheng Jiashu's mind, and his tone immediately became very sincere:

"I'm sorry if I have offended you in any way, I apologize to you now."

Upon hearing this, Luo Lie's overwhelming killing intent momentarily faltered.

He seemed completely unprepared for the legendary, ruthless, and violent serial killer to take the initiative to admit his mistakes, and to be so polite.

For a moment, I was somewhat taken aback.

laugh!
In the instant he was distracted, a barely perceptible whooshing sound rang out.

mean!

Luo Lie's pupils suddenly contracted.

Cheng Jiashu's figure vanished from sight in an instant, launching another sneak attack!
The blood-stained dagger, using the same method used to kill Black Hawk, swiftly slashed towards Luo Lie's exposed neck beneath his mask.

This strike was incredibly fast, as if it could erase the concepts of time and space.

However, the expected scene of blood splattering did not occur.

The tip of the dagger seemed to pierce into an extremely tough gel.

It could not advance even an inch further when it was less than half an inch from Luo Lie's skin!
Cheng Jiashu's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

Luo Lie's eyes were full of contempt, giving him no chance to react.

With five fingers forming a claw, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air, it grabbed at his face with lightning speed!
hum!
Under the force of Luo Lie's fingers, the mask cracked with a "crack".

Cheng Jiashu used Flash again to escape the attack range.

Do not!
He was not completely out of the other party's control.

A force, like a leech, followed him the instant he appeared.

"Gotcha, flea!"

Luo Lie turned his head slightly, his gaze calm, and simply raised his hand in the air to give a gentle squeeze.

It was as if an invisible hand had instantly bound Cheng Jiashu's legs!

Immediately afterwards, Luo Lie flipped his wrist.

An irresistible force swept over, lifting Cheng Jiashu up and slamming him against the wall.

Just as he struck the wall, Cheng Jiashu's figure vanished once again.

The next moment, he suddenly appeared behind Luo Lie.

The dagger flashed with a cold light, and with a determination to kill, it stabbed towards his vital heart!
hum-

The tip of the knife trembled violently and struggled to move forward.

They were still only a hair's breadth apart.

As Cheng Jiashu unleashed his full power, the sharp edge of the dagger could not withstand the pressure and made a crisp "crack" sound.

It shattered instantly, sending debris flying everywhere.

That invisible defense, like an insurmountable chasm, rendered his invincible attacks completely ineffective, unable to even pierce his skin.

Cheng Jiashu instantly understood.

The opponent must have evenly covered their body surface with their psychic power, forming a highly dense protective shield.

It's as if the person is always wearing a set of invisible, flawless power armor.

"The same tricks don't work on me."

Luo Lie snorted coldly, without even turning around, and simply swung his hand back.

The invisible mental force instantly transformed into a heavy hammer, slamming into Cheng Jiashu's chest.

Cheng Jiashu felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding truck, his sternum felt like it was about to crack.

He was sent flying backward, leaving a trail of blood in the air.

He forcefully activated "Instant Flash" in mid-air, dissipating the force, and appeared more than ten meters away, kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

Before they could catch their breath, a massive force field instantly enveloped the entire hall, and the attack arrived like a shadow.

No matter where he flashed to, Luo Lie seemed to be able to sense his location immediately.

If you're even half a second slower, you'll probably be completely bound by that remotely manipulated power.

He encountered an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, a monster capable of wielding psychic power to such an extent.

When he reappeared, Cheng Jiashu returned to Cui Xiuying's side, preparing to take her and Majima Goro away from this place.

"Intelligence indicates that your specialty is close-quarters combat."

Luo Lie looked at him with a calm and composed expression:
"Now it seems that the speed is indeed very fast, but the strength is just so-so, which is very disappointing."

He shook his head and sighed.

"I never thought Ah Jun would die at the hands of someone like you."

His eyes narrowed instantly, flashing with a deep-seated hatred:

"If you have any other tricks up your sleeve, use them now, or you might not have the chance later."

This sentence was like a death sentence; the massive force field suddenly intensified, pressing down like a mountain.

Cui Xiuying felt her breath catch in her throat, as if she were drowning, her body stiff and unable to move.

And she wasn't even the primary target of this force.

Cheng Jiashu silently endured it, absorbing some of the pressure for her.

His mind raced, and he didn't know which unlucky guy Ah Jun was; he was just trying to figure out a way to break the deadlock.

Suddenly, a familiar fluctuation of consciousness was vaguely sensed in his mind.

His eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

"You did come after all..."

As if he had made up his mind, he slowly stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and fixed his gaze on Luo Lie.

Do you really want to see my special move?

"hehe."

Luo Lie let out a cold laugh:
"I've heard you're good with your fists, so let me see what you're really made of!"

As he spoke, white light emanated from his right hand, his elbow slightly bent, and he took a step forward, causing his waist and hips to twist.

boom!
A straight punch, carrying immense force, was suddenly thrown out.

This time, he took the initiative to launch an attack.

A fist enveloped in white light, accompanied by a whistling sound that tore through the air, slammed into Cheng Jiashu, who was being suppressed by the force field.

Surprisingly, a telekinetic manipulator also possesses such astonishing speed and power.

Faced with this devastating blow, Cheng Jiashu neither dodged nor attempted to fight back.

His eyes sparkled with a light as bright as stars.

hum-

A deep and strange sound arose out of nowhere.

The space in front of him resembled a shattered mirror, with a clearly visible distortion.

The light was drawn by a mysterious force, converging and collapsing towards a point in front of him, forming a pitch-black vortex that kept rotating inward.

At the same time, Cheng Jiashu's lips curled up slightly, and he suddenly reached out his hand towards Luo Lie, who was rushing towards him at high speed.

His fingers were spread out, palms facing outwards, like a couple running towards each other, ready to shake hands and embrace.

Just as Luo Lie was about to reach the edge of the vortex, he sensed a deadly danger.

The terrifying gravity, like a black hole, was frantically tearing at the psychic armor surrounding him.

He reacted almost instinctively, his palm instantly flipping over, and a powerful repulsive force erupted from his palm.

He actually managed to bounce his high-speed sprinting body back.

A hint of regret flashed in Cheng Jiashu's eyes.

He then grabbed Choi Soo-young and Majima Goro's arms and shouted sternly:

"go!"

The pitch-black vortex expanded suddenly as if it were alive, instantly engulfing the three figures.

(End of this chapter)