Eight years have passed, he's still going strong, but his girlfriend is having a mental breakdo

Am I the only one who thinks this old man is handsome? His white hair and venerable bearing perfectly match the aesthetic standards of our nation.

He's just so handsome. He's exactly my type.

[Hmm? That old man looks familiar. I think I saw a video of an old man dancing at a banquet a couple of days ago. Is it him?]

[I saw it on my feed too, it's him.]

[I just stumbled upon this by sheer skill; big data is amazing. The next video after this one is that "Mohe Dance Hall" video.]

[I must say, this old man is actually a pretty good dancer.]

[As expected, old tunes only truly shine when performed by old folks.]

[This is definitely a publicity stunt by an internet celebrity. If he were really that capable, how come I've never seen him on social media before? In just a few days, he's been dancing, acting profound, and imitating Ma Baoguo.]

Doesn't anyone recognize the two people next to the old man? One is CEO Wang of Yunding, and the other is his daughter.

It's crystal clear; there's capital manipulation behind this.

【…】

The topic gained traction online.

……

The elevator is going up.

Wang Jianjun was a little nervous and couldn't help but swallow.

Those people replaced all the company's security guards; they were well-prepared.

He had no idea what awaited them once the door opened.

He was even more afraid that someone would sabotage the elevator and trap them inside.

Zhao Hongan, however, looked relaxed.

His hearing improved, and he could hear everything clearly about the elevator's operation.

The sounds of security guards rushing to report from the lobby on the first floor, security guards on the top floor being mobilized and running towards the elevator, and someone running towards the conference room to prepare to report...

Everything was under Zhao Hong'an's control.

Don't say he was fast; the other party didn't have time to react.

Even if the other party makes any moves, Zhao Hong'an is not afraid.

In his hands, the elevator was like paper.

To him, the walls were worse than shoddy tofu.

If necessary, he could tear open the elevator and smash through the walls at any time, escaping with Wang Jianjun and his daughter Wang Shuying.

No, "escape" is not the right word.

Because of him, Zhao Hong'an, there was no need for him to escape.

It's at most a transfer.

Ding.

With a crisp sound, we arrived at the top floor, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

Zhao Hongan raised an eyebrow.

Because he heard some mechanical noise.

He had never heard this voice in real life, but he had heard it many times in videos.

The sound of a bullet being chambered.

They have guns!

This is truly outrageous.

The moment the elevator doors opened, a dark gun barrel was already pointed at the elevator.

A burly man in a suit, gripping a pistol, his eyes gleaming menacingly.

Beside and behind him were a dozen or so burly men in suits.

However, it seems there's only one gun.

"Come out, put your hands on your head and squat down!"

The burly man with the gun shouted a warning.

Two burly men stepped forward and blocked the elevator door.

Where had Wang Jianjun and Wang Shuying ever seen such a scene?

He froze when he saw the pistol.

Zhao Hongan sneered and strode towards the man with the gun.

"You're asking for it!"

A fierce glint flashed in the gunman's eyes, and without hesitation, he immediately pulled the trigger.

He had already heard his companion's report from downstairs over the walkie-talkie.

A group of companions acting as security guards in the lobby on the first floor were unable to stop the old man.

It is said that this old man can send people flying several meters away with a single slap.

The man with the gun was ruthless; he didn't give Zhao Hong'an a chance to get close and decisively opened fire.

However, he lowered the muzzle of his gun, hoping to leave someone alive.

"Uncle Zhao!"

As the gunshot rang out, Wang Shuying's mind went blank. Almost without thinking, she rushed out, wanting to stand in front of Zhao Hongan.

Wang Shuying's favorability rating towards Zhao Hong'an is as high as 99 points.

At the critical moment, she was willing to sacrifice her own life to protect Zhao Hong'an.

Of course, Zhao Hong'an didn't need her protection.

Zhao Hongan swung his arm forward, raising it horizontally with his fist clenched.

The burly man with the gun suddenly widened his eyes.

"No...impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

This old man seems to have caught the bullet with his bare hands?

Bang bang bang.

Without hesitation, he immediately pulled the trigger repeatedly, emptying the magazine at Zhao Hongan.

Zhao Hong'an's arm remained outstretched, swaying slightly so fast that even the afterimage was barely visible.

Moved.

It also seems that it hasn't moved.

Click click.

The gun in the burly man's hand had its magazine emptied, leaving only the sound of the firing pin clicking in vain.

The surroundings fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was looking at Zhao Hong'an... staring at Zhao Hong'an's tightly clenched fist.

They couldn't see Zhao Hongan's movements at all.

However, they saw their leader repeatedly pull the trigger and fire shots.

Zhao Hongan was not shot at all, and there were no bullet marks visible nearby.

Could this old man catch a bullet with his bare hands?

The next moment, Zhao Hong'an revealed the answer.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

The fist slowly opened.

In his palm, several bullets were spinning rapidly.

When the bullets are fired, the bullets spin at high speed and are extremely hot, giving them very strong penetrating power.

Zhao Hong'an, on the other hand, had the vision to clearly see the trajectory of those bullets and caught them with his bare hands.

The bullet touched his palm; it was scalding hot.

However, it was held tightly by him and did not penetrate his skin.

Zhao Hongan flipped his hand over.

A jingling sound rang out.

Several warheads fell to the ground.

Zhao Hongan strode forward.

The burly man with the gun realized what was happening, was terrified, and turned to run away.

How could Zhao Hong'an let him off the hook?

He reached out and pushed.

The burly man with the gun flew out like a piece of paper, crashing heavily into the wall and embedding himself in it, blood flowing down the wall.

The other burly men in black were so frightened that they all retreated and moved away from Zhao Hong'an.

Zhao Hongan then turned around and looked at Wang Shuying.

"Silly girl. When you see danger, you should back away, not rush forward, understand?"

Zhao Hongan reached out and ruffled Wang Shuying's hair.

He had a kind face.

The instant the burly man with the gun fired, Wang Shuying rushed over without hesitation...

Although they weren't of much help, their attitude was firm.

How could Zhao Hong'an not be moved?

"Uncle Zhao, you...you caught a bullet with your bare hands?"

Wang Shuying swallowed.

She was truly shocked.

At such close range, catching bullets with bare hands, and catching several at once...

Wang Shuying was standing right next to her and saw it all clearly; she was completely stunned.

Uncle Zhao always manages to redefine her understanding of things.

[Wang Shuying's favorability +1, currently at 100.]

[The target goddess, Wang Shuying, has achieved a favorability rating exceeding 100, becoming the host's most loyal admirer. She is utterly devoted to the host, unwavering in her loyalty, and willing to sacrifice her own interests to please the host. Congratulations, host, on receiving a special reward.]

[Special Bonus 1: Lifespan +10 years, current remaining lifespan 180.2 years.]

[Special Reward 2: +10 Free Attribute Points, current Free Attribute Points: 99]