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Qin Yue felt her eardrums buzzing.

The gantry crane, tens of meters high, crashed down like a steel behemoth with its spine severed.

The roof of the entire Warehouse No. 3 was instantly crushed into a flat iron disc.

The shockwave, composed of smoke and gravel, carrying a pungent, acrid smell, swept outwards in all directions.

"Lie down! Take cover!"

Qin Yue screamed and shoved a terrified young teammate behind her against the back of the car.

The gravel and glass shards pelted the bulletproof armor of the special operations vehicle like a hailstorm.

The whole world was in chaos, except for the echoes of the explosion.

"Captain... what... what's going on?"

The young player's voice was trembling.

Qin Yue gritted her teeth, peeked out, and stared blankly at the warehouse that had been completely reduced to ruins.

RPG?

That rocket just now clearly missed its mark and flew into the sky.

How could it have hit the most vulnerable connection of the gantry crane so precisely?

Is there a bug in the physics engine?

No.

The image of that innocent-looking person wearing a yellow reflective vest flashed through Qin Yue's mind.

It's that madman.

He just sighed and said, "Goodbye, physics."

And then, physics really said goodbye to him.

In the chaos, several surviving mercenaries scrambled out of the ruins.

Their faces were covered in soot, and their eyes were filled with the terror of surviving a catastrophe.

Anos, who was leading the group, was in a particularly sorry state, his priest's robe torn to shreds and one arm twisted unnaturally.

He glanced at the completely collapsed warehouse, then at Li Haotian, who was unharmed and standing not far away, brushing the dust off his trousers.

Anos's pupils suddenly contracted, and fear crept up his spine, chilling him to the bone.

devil.

This guy isn't even human!

Li Haotian didn't even look at them.

He was frowning as he watched the collapsing reinforced concrete blocks fall into the sea with a "plop, plop".

It was right where he had just cast his line.

"Hold."

Li Haotian muttered a curse under his breath, his face full of displeasure.

"They have no sportsmanship; they actually bombed my nest."

These guys destroyed his hideout; it looks like his midnight snack is completely ruined.

Just then.

"Buzz—"

A sharp roar of engines came from the dark sea in the distance.

A black speedboat without any markings, like a sharp knife, cut through the waves and rushed toward the dock at an astonishing speed.

On the speedboat, a figure stood, clutching a silver-white metal briefcase tightly in his hands.

[Divinity Stripper].

"Target spotted! Speedboat at three o'clock!"

The Dragon Shield observation post immediately issued an alarm.

Qin Yue snapped out of her daze and snatched the walkie-talkie.

"Attention everyone! Abandon pursuit of the remaining enemy! Shift fire to the speedboat! Stop that box at all costs!"

Almost simultaneously, Anos also saw the speedboat.

He seemed to have grasped at the last straw, roaring at his remaining men.

"Get backup! Go get backup right now! Once we have the item, we're out of here!"

In an instant, the focus of the entire battlefield shifted from Li Haotian to the speedboat speeding relentlessly.

The Dragon Shield agents immediately turned their guns on each other.

Bullets rained down on the speedboat.

The speedboat driver was extremely skilled, maneuvering the small boat through a hail of bullets, navigating it in thrilling "Z" shapes.

Sparks kept exploding on the hull.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two mercenaries also raised their guns and fired back furiously at the Dragon Shield's defenses, trying to buy time for the speedboat to reach the shore.

Li Haotian stood still, looking in the direction the speedboat was coming from, and clicked his tongue.

The group of mercenaries who came to meet him were about to step over the spot where he had just been sitting on the small stool.

His den was not only blown up, but also trampled on.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

The dignity of anglers must not be trampled upon.

Li Haotian's face remained expressionless; he simply extended his right index finger and gently touched the churning seawater.

It's like flicking a speck of dust off the surface of water.

"Thump!"

The speedboat executed a beautiful drift and precisely docked at the pier.

A burly mercenary in black combat gear took the silver-white metal box from him.

"Walk!"

He grabbed the box, turned around, and ran wildly towards the shore.

The Dragon Shield's firepower has intensified.

Bullets followed his heels, leaving holes in the wooden pier.

The mercenary ran incredibly fast and was about to reach the shore and reunite with Anos.

Just then.

He suddenly felt something slippery wrap around his right ankle.

The feeling was strange, like a piece of seaweed, or a wet, slippery rag.

He looked down.

There was nothing there.

But it was that one-tenth of a second of distraction.

His running rhythm was disrupted, and he slipped.

"Hold!"

The mercenary cried out in alarm, and due to the immense inertia, he lost his balance and tumbled straight off the pier.

The silver-white box, which was more important than his life, flew out of his hands.

It drew a desperate parabola in the air.

At this moment, all movements slowed down.

Qin Yue's eyes widened.

Anos reached out his hand, his expression frozen.

All eyes were fixed on the box that was about to plunge into the deep sea.

At the critical moment.

The falling mercenary displayed an astonishing will to survive.

He suddenly twisted his body in mid-air and gripped the edge of the pier tightly with his left hand.

The fingernail snapped instantly due to the immense force, and blood flowed freely.

But he was stuck.

His right hand grabbed the handle of the box at the last moment before it fell into the water.

Thus, an extremely awkward scene unfolded in the center of the battlefield.

A burly man, hanging like a sausage, was dangling from the edge of the pier with one hand.

In his other hand, he was carrying a silver-white box.

The box was suspended in mid-air, less than half a meter above the dark sea.

The box bobbed up and down with the waves, as if it might be swallowed by the sea at any moment.

The entire dock suddenly fell silent.

The gunfire stopped.

The shouts of battle ceased.

Everyone, from the SWAT team of Dragon Shield to the desperate mercenaries, stared blankly at the "performance artist" hanging on the pier.

"..."

The mercenary hanging there had his face turn a deep purplish-red.

He could feel the muscles in his arm screaming as if they were being torn apart.

He wanted to pull himself up, but he dared not move, afraid that if he exerted too much force, the box in his hands would fall.

He wanted his teammates to help, but this position was right at the intersection of the two sides' firepower.

Whoever comes will be a sitting duck.

The scene was quite awkward at one point.

"Pfft."

Li Haotian couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He took his phone out of his pocket, pointed it in that direction, and decisively pressed the shutter button.

"Guys, here's a top-notch pull-and-pull move for you guys."

"Brothers, what do you think of this move? Shouldn't we give it a double thumbs up?"

His voice wasn't loud, but in the deathly silent dock, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Qin Yue's lips twitched violently.

This guy is hopeless.

Anos was so angry that he was trembling all over. He pointed at Li Haotian, wanting to say something, but he couldn't utter a single word.

The unfortunate fellow hanging on the pier, upon hearing Li Haotian's voice, nearly lost his breath and let go.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Li Haotian put away his phone and shouted at the group of mercenaries.

"Your goods have arrived, everyone please make yourselves at home."

"If we don't get it now, it'll get soaked in water."