Inside the dimly lit control room of the underground research institute.

Chen Zheng put one hand in his pocket and casually tapped the dusty control panel twice with the other, his fingertips finally hovering over the red broadcast button.

Sometimes, greetings don't need to be too complicated.

Chen Zheng turned his head and glanced at the three women behind him who were gripping their weapons tightly. A playful smile appeared on his lips. "As long as the noise is loud enough, it's fine."

Snapped.

The button was pressed.

He leaned closer to the dusty microphone and cleared his throat.

"Hello, hello, hello, can you hear me?"

Nourishing~

Accompanied by a crackling sound, the sentence was amplified several times by the broadcasting system and resounded through the underground space that had been silent for twenty years, following the wiring buried in the wall.

The core area has three underground levels.

The three North Cold mercenaries, who were already somewhat frightened by the inexplicable activation of the power system, trembled even more upon hearing the sudden broadcast.

"Who! Who's speaking!"

One of them looked around in fear.

"It's that guy, the guy we saw in the drone footage..." The other man swallowed hard, cold sweat trickling down the edge of his gas mask. "The boss and the others are definitely dead. Only that guy could get in here!"

Even though they had never met him in person, they could almost feel the terrifying aura that had once crushed everything outside the ancestral hall approaching.

Fear is the most primal human instinct.

In dire straits, fear often breeds madness.

The three mercenaries exchanged a glance and instantly reached a strange understanding.

They suddenly tightened their formation, back to back, and then used Meng Xue, who was strapped to a metal chair, as a shield in front of them.

The gun barrel was placed directly on Meng Xue's shoulder, the dark muzzle aimed at the only exit—the staircase connecting the upper and lower floors.

"Don't come any closer! If you do, we'll kill her!"

The urgent roars came up through the ventilation ducts.

Chen Zheng released the broadcast button, then slowly turned around.

"Did you hear that? This is what they call elite mercenaries."

"Before even seeing the person, they've already put themselves in the position of the weak. People like that don't deserve to hold a gun."

"Let's go, kill them."

……

On the stairs leading to the third basement level.

The tactical boots thumped on the steel steps, each sound making the hearts of the three mercenaries below tighten.

Ram walked to Chen Zheng's left with his rifle in hand. Although he was usually carefree, he was tense at this moment, his finger never leaving the trigger.

An Ran stood on the right, holding a gun in her left hand, constantly scanning the surrounding dark corners to prevent any hidden traps or tripwires.

Meng Yi walked at the back, holding the bone knife in reverse, her breathing slightly rapid.

That was her younger sister, right below, right under the guns of those desperados.

Even the most composed hunter cannot keep his heart beating steadily when faced with the suffering of his loved ones.

Finally, the four figures appeared at the entrance to the third basement level.

The space here is enormous, filled with all sorts of unidentifiable jars, and the floor is covered in a thick layer of dust.

In that slightly more open space, three mercenaries huddled tightly behind Meng Xue, their fingers gripping the triggers.

"Stop! Back off!"

The lead mercenary, trembling slightly, shouted in broken Chinese, "Throw the gun over here! Or I'll shoot her right now!"

Meng Xue had a rag stuffed in her mouth, seemingly too terrified to speak, but in reality, she was at her wit's end.

Can't they find someone else to kidnap me? I've only been out of prison for a short time!

Chen Zheng stopped and glanced indifferently at the three people.

"Give you a gun? You're not worthy."

"You..." The mercenary leader was enraged. He slammed his gun down, pressing it against the back of Meng Xue's head. "You fucking think I wouldn't dare to shoot?"

The atmosphere froze instantly, and Anran and Ram's hearts were in their throats.

At this distance, Meng Xue could report directly downstairs with just a slight movement of her finger.

Meng Yi almost rushed out, but An Ran stopped her with a look.

At this critical moment.

Chen Zheng made a move.

His toes landed on a pile of industrial parts at his feet.

There were several nuts scattered there, each about the size of a fist.

Chen Zheng took a seemingly casual step forward with his right foot, his toe precisely striking the bottom of the nuts.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The three nuts soared into the air, transforming into three almost invisible black shadows that shot out.

Moreover, their trajectories were extremely bizarre, crashing into the wall on the left, the ventilation duct above them, and an abandoned generator on the right.

The three mercenaries instinctively ducked to avoid the attack, only to find it was a false alarm. They were about to mock the other party for their poor aim.

clang!

clang!

clang!

Three crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

The nut rebounded violently the instant it came into contact with the hard object, according to an angle that completely defies the common sense of physics.

The law of causality - absolute accuracy.

During this period, as An Ran's mastery of gunfighting became increasingly refined, Chen Zheng's proficiency in this skill also skyrocketed, reaching 60000/100000.

This level of proficiency means he no longer needs to pad his shots; the probability of hitting is much higher than the probability of missing.

The first nut struck the wall and deflected, grazing Meng Xue's ear before striking the mercenary on the back of the head with pinpoint accuracy.

The second nut bounced off the ceiling and struck the middle man's cervical spine acupoint.

The third nut bounced twice, bypassed a machine, and struck the back of the man's head from an extremely tricky angle.

puff.

puff.

puff.

The three mercenaries, who had been looking fierce and menacing, rolled their eyes and instantly lost the strength to pull the trigger, collapsing limply to the ground.

The entire process takes no more than two seconds.

An eerie silence fell over the scene once again.

Ram's lips twitched: "Damn, he's really a cheat code."

Although An Ran was already used to the instructor's amazing abilities, she still couldn't help but gasp when she saw how the field could be cleared instantly with just a few nuts.

That's incredible skill! That's incredible skill!

Chen Zheng, however, seemed completely unconcerned, glancing at the stunned Meng Yi:

"What are you still standing there for?"

"You want me to go and untie your sister myself?"

Meng Yi suddenly came to her senses and rushed over, scrambling and tumbling. With a swipe of her bone knife, she cut the ropes binding Meng Xue.

"Xiaoxue, are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Meng Yi felt her younger sister's body up and down, checking for any wounds.

The rag in Meng Xue's mouth was ripped off.

Everyone originally thought that the little girl, who had been kidnapped for many days and had just escaped death, would definitely run into her sister's arms and cry for comfort.

however.

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