Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

Lu Jingyan put down his cup, the glass liner hitting the metal box with a dull thud. He raised his eyelids, his tone cold: "You're three minutes late."

The sweat on Black Wolf's forehead splattered onto the dusty surface of his shoes.

He stared intently at Lu Jingyan, who was sitting on the safe, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

This isn't some sick cat without superpowers! This is even more terrifying than when he crushed an alien warship with one hand!

"Fire! Fire!"

Black Wolf suddenly let out a loud roar, his voice cracking and filled with barely suppressed fear.

He picked up the alien energy cutting gun with both hands, the dark blue crystal at the muzzle flashing wildly, and the ear-piercing charging sound buzzing in the vault.

The dozen or so mercenaries behind him seemed to wake from a dream, and hurriedly raised the weapons in their hands.

"Open the shield! Open the shield now!" the rat shrieked, its thumb pressing hard on a metal button on its chest.

Multicolored halos instantly lit up at the entrance of the vault.

Red, blue, purple—various cheap, smuggled alien shields were intertwined, like a shoddy neon disco underground.

Blinding jets of plasma shot out from the gun barrel, the intense heat instantly scorching and distorting the surrounding air, accompanied by a foul, burnt smell.

Lu Jingyan didn't touch it.

He didn't even lift the hem of his clothes, nor did he, as before, command the deadly energy beams with his bare hands.

He simply raised his left hand calmly and tapped the communicator next to his ear twice with his index finger.

"Let's do it."

These two words were clearly transmitted via the regional network radio to the tactical headsets of every SWAT officer outside the vault.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The bare alloy walls surrounding the vault suddenly emitted a series of dull mechanical impacts.

Twelve hidden square firing ports, like the gaping maws of a monster, simultaneously flipped out from behind the wall bricks.

The dark gun barrels and launchers were aimed directly at the group of mercenaries who were still firing wildly at the door.

"Release!" Zhao Tiezhu's rough voice boomed through the communication channel.

There was no roar of gunpowder explosions, nor the smoke of bullets flying everywhere.

Instead, dozens of cylindrical silver metal canisters were launched from the firing ports, spinning as they went.

The jar clattered to the ground, making a crisp, clanging sound, and rolled all the way to the mercenaries' feet.

Black Wolf stared at the small tin can hissing and emitting white smoke at his feet, still not quite understanding what it was.

"boom--!"

Dozens of military-grade stun grenades detonated simultaneously.

The deafening roar was like a massive bronze gong weighing several tons being struck directly on the forehead.

Intense sound waves reverberated back and forth in the sealed vault, creating a resonance that could almost shatter one's internal organs.

Accompanying the loud bang was a blinding, pure white light.

The originally blinding, cold white light in the vault seemed like a firefly seeing the sun in front of this white light.

"Ah! My eyes!"

The rat covered its face and screamed in agony, dropping the energy gun from its hand with a clatter to the ground.

His cheap mechanical prosthetic eye was burned through by the strong light, causing the photosensitive element to smolder and emit a black smoke, with a crackling sound coming from inside.

Black Wolf felt a white blur before his eyes, and his ears were filled with increasingly loud and sharp ringing, as if thousands of mosquitoes were fighting in his brain.

He staggered backward, bumping into his underling behind him, and the two rolled into a heap.

But it's not over yet.

Before the stun grenade's flash had faded, a large amount of thick white gas spewed out from the firing ports on the wall.

Extra-strength tear gas.

This stuff isn't meant for ordinary thugs; it contains a special chemical concoction prepared by Su Xiaoxiao.

The white smoke, like a venomous snake with eyes, frantically burrowed into the mercenaries' trouser legs and collars.

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..."

A chorus of violent coughs erupted instantly.

That pungent, spicy smell was like a bunch of thorny brushes, scraping my respiratory tract.

Tears, snot, and the sour liquid coughed up from their mouths smeared all over the faces of these desperados.

Some people knelt on the ground, their hands tightly gripping their necks, their mouths agape, desperately trying to inhale fresh air, but only managing to inhale more choking white smoke.

"The shield...the shield isn't working!"

One of the henchmen yelled at the top of his lungs, his finger leaving a blurry afterimage as he pressed the switch on his chest.

But the originally bright purple protective shield on his body flickered a few times like a faulty old light bulb and then went out completely.

Black Wolf barely managed to open one swollen slit of his eye, only to discover with despair that not only him, but everyone else's alien shields were completely destroyed.

"idiot."

Lu Jingyan had stood up from the safe without anyone noticing.

He held a black tactical gas mask in his hand, slowly fastening it to his face and tightening the straps.

The man's voice came through the voice changer on his mask, carrying a cold, mechanical quality that stood out clearly in the thick smoke.

"The energy circulation system of the alien shield relies on a high-frequency magnetic field."

As Lu Jingyan spoke, he strode forward, his leather shoes making a rustling sound as they stepped on the floor tiles covered in tear gas powder.

"Twelve high-power high-frequency jammers have just been installed in the surrounding walls."

He walked over to a mercenary who was still rolling on the ground and stepped on the man's hand as he reached for his gun.

A crisp "crack" was heard, followed by a piercing scream.

"Under the interference of infrasound at a specific frequency, your smuggled junk from the black market will have no effect other than causing electrical leakage."

Blue sparks crackled on the tactical vests of several mercenaries, even scorching a small piece of fabric.

Electromagnetic interference, a fundamental principle of physics, turned these seemingly invincible sci-fi gadgets into nothing more than scrap metal.

The black wolf lay on the ground, panting heavily.

He felt like he was going to cough his lungs out, and it felt like a huge rock was pressing on his chest.

Through the thick white smoke, he watched the man in the old shirt walk towards him step by step.

There are no superpowers, and no words can become law.

They relied on a few stun grenades, tear gas, and the most basic physical interference.

They turned their fully armed mercenary squad, who thought they could sweep through the police station, into a bunch of dead dogs that couldn't even get up.

This man is even scarier than when he has superpowers!

Zhao Tiezhu led a team of special police officers wearing gas masks and carrying submachine guns as they rushed in from the corridor.

"Don't move! Hands behind your head! Anyone who dares to move, I'll send them to meet the King of Hell!"

Zhao Tiezhu's gruff voice boomed through the vault.

He walked over and kicked the energy gun on the ground ten meters away. He then pulled out the restraint straps from his waist and skillfully tied the rat's hands behind its back, tightening them tightly.

"Is that all you've got? You think you can steal from our headquarters?"

Zhao Tiezhu dusted off his hands and sneered through his mask, "When I was training in grappling at the police academy, you guys were still wearing open-crotch pants!"

Acrid white smoke filled the vault. Lu Jingyan, wearing a gas mask, stepped over the groans and coldly stared at the doorway: "Is this all you've got? You dare to rob a police station?"