Under One Person: The Taoist Priest Descends the Mountain

Xia He tugged at Cheng Mo's sleeve: "Should we go up and help? That guy over there looks pretty strong, and the blond guy doesn't seem to be getting any advantage."

Cheng Mo stared upstairs: "Let's wait a bit, that bastard hasn't even used his 'actor' methods yet."

Meanwhile, the atmosphere was completely different inside an inconspicuous black van on the street corner.

A middle-aged man, sweat beading on his forehead, growled into his earpiece, "What's wrong with Wang Zhenqiu! Wasn't he told to stall for time, figure out the situation, and prevent any physical violence? Why did they start fighting right away?!"

He had just finished setting up the encirclement, and the people in the office building had not yet been evacuated; there were still so many ordinary people inside.

If this were to cause a chaotic brawl between supernatural beings in the downtown area, resulting in harm to innocent people, not only would he lose his position, but he might also end up in jail.

"What are you all standing there for!" He wiped his sweat and shouted, "Cooperate with the relevant departments to immediately evacuate the crowd in the surrounding area! Hurry!"

Near the office building, staff from NaDuTong and Uncle Hat, who arrived at the scene, immediately sprang into action, setting up barriers and persuading onlookers to step back.

"Everyone, move back! Move back! It's dangerous upstairs, don't look!"

"Get behind the white line, quick!"

When the crowd of onlookers saw Uncle Hat, they were fairly cooperative, muttering "What's going on?" but they all obediently retreated to the designated isolation zone, though they still stretched their necks out and lingered in a circle, refusing to disperse.

Cheng Mo and Xia He mingled in the retreating crowd, with no intention of standing out.

Xia He whispered, "Everyone in the company has stepped in. It seems that Golden Retriever is involved in something big this time."

Looking at the office building surrounded by cordon tape, Cheng Mo casually remarked, "It's a big deal, but how do you know that jerk is definitely on the company's side? What if he's the one the company arrested?"

Xia He rolled her eyes at him: "Nonsense."

As the two were talking, the crowd suddenly gasped in surprise.

Two figures were seen falling entangledly from a broken window high up in the office building!

To other passersby, it looked like the two were fighting so fiercely that they lost their footing and fell.

Cheng Mo and Xia He clearly saw that it was the man in the gray jacket who broke through the window and jumped down, and Wang Zhenqiu chased after him without hesitation.

During their fall, the two used their hands and feet to cushion the impact on the windowsill and the air conditioner unit, thus reducing the force of their descent. They landed almost simultaneously and steadily. As soon as they touched the ground, they immediately started punching and kicking each other, making muffled thuds.

The people from Na Du Tong immediately closed in, surrounding the two fighting figures.

The outer cordon was expanded again, and now, the onlookers could not hear the fighting, nor could they even see the people clearly.

Most people found it boring and dispersed amidst grumbling, leaving only a few exceptionally patient individuals who remained at a distance, determined to see this "grand show" through to the end.

Inside the black van, the on-site commander was utterly overwhelmed. Reports kept coming through his earpiece:

"Commander, most of the personnel above the third floor are trapped. The enemy is guarding the stairwells and exits!"

"We received a distress call from inside; at least two people are experiencing difficulty breathing and confusion, suspected of poisoning, and need to be taken to the hospital immediately!"

"The number and capabilities of the opposing force are unknown. A direct assault would be extremely risky and could result in the injury of the hostages!"

A subordinate ran over to report: "Boss, the other side is shouting that we must leave immediately, or... everyone in the building will be killed along with them."

The on-site commander's pupils contracted, his expression a mixture of shock and anger: "What's wrong with these people? Trafficking isn't a capital offense, why are they..."

Before he could finish speaking, his phone rang abruptly. He took it out and immediately felt a chill run down his spine; it was his superior, Hao Yi, the head of the Southwest Region.

He quickly answered the call: "Hello, Mr. Hao..."

Before he could finish speaking, the other end launched into a tirade of abuse: "What's going on over there?! How did that bastard Wang Zhenqiu get into a fight?! I told you to control the situation, not to let him put on a brawl!"

The on-site commander, his lips dry, said, "Mr. Hao, the situation has changed. The other side..."

"Change my ass!" Hao Yi interrupted him, his tone quick and urgent. "I don't care what difficulties you have right now, listen, the first priority is to get all those ordinary people in the building out safe and sound! Not a single one can be missing! Do you understand?"

"But Mr. Hao, the other party is threatening..."

"Threate me! Even if we let a few escape temporarily, we need to get them out of there first! If anything happens to the people right under our noses, I'll skin you alive first, then I'll go to headquarters to apologize! Immediately, right now, get them out of there!"

"Yes! Understood!" Wang Da Nao hung up the phone, gritted his teeth, and ordered, "Relay the encirclement! Leave an opening in the southeast! Move slowly, don't make it too obvious! Prepare to provide backup for the rescue!"

Outside the cordon, Cheng Mo's phone suddenly rang. He took it out and saw that the caller ID showed "Master." He quickly answered, "Hello, Master? Where have you been wandering around? I couldn't get through to you on the phone."

On the other end of the phone, Master Cheng Shou was sitting calmly in the main room of Xiao Li's house, sipping tea: "Do I need to report to you, you brat, where I'm going?"

Cheng Mo's eyes were still fixed on the distance: "Of course you don't need to report to me. It's just that I haven't heard your voice in a long time, and I miss it a bit."

Cheng Shou chuckled twice on the other end: "Missing you? You brat, you've probably been spending all your time with girls under the moon and flowers and forgotten you even have a master like me on the mountain, haven't you?"

Cheng Mo: "What you're saying is ridiculous. Even without a girl, I'd have to forget about you for a while in this dazzling world."

Cheng Shou immediately bristled and glared, "You brat, you really have no conscience! Back then, I raised you from infancy, washing your clothes and feeding you..."

Cheng Mo suddenly interrupted, "Master, stop talking now. I saw an acquaintance here. I'll go tease him." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone from his phone, Cheng Shou picked it up and looked at it, then suddenly laughed: "Hey, that brat."

Over here, the people from Na Du Tong began to slowly retreat, and the circle of people surrounding Wang Zhenqiu and the man in the gray jacket gradually dispersed.

Cheng Mo tugged at Xia He's arm: "Let's go, let's not look here anymore."

Xia He stood on tiptoe, peering around: "Huh? Not watching the show anymore?"

"I'm not watching anymore," Cheng Mo said, pulling her along as they turned and walked towards a small alley. "I prefer participating to watching the excitement."

Xia He was pulled along by him, jogging to catch up: "Participate? The company has already surrounded this place. If we rush in now, we might be arrested as enemies."

Cheng Mo didn't answer, but quickened his pace: "You'll see when you follow me."

Downstairs in the office building, Wang Zhenqiu caught sight of the NaDuTong people retreating: "What's going on? We're fighting tooth and nail here, and you're just leaving?!"

Just then, a group of men and women rushed out of the office building's main entrance, all looking panicked. Some ran in all directions with their heads down, while others cried out, "Help! Someone inside has fainted and can't be woken up!"

A fierce glint flashed in the gray jacket's eyes, and he suddenly threw a cloud of foul-smelling black smoke toward Wang Zhenqiu's face!

Wang Zhenqiu's expression changed, and he immediately shut his mouth, held his breath, and quickly dodged to the side.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the man in the gray jacket twisted his body like an eel and sprinted toward the gap left in the southeast!

"Trying to run?!" Wang Zhenqiu roared, not caring about anything else, and wiped his face with his hand—

In an instant, his face was covered with a lively and fierce theatrical mask, and he shouted, "Hey! You demon, don't run! Nezha is here!"

With a flash of light from the flaming wheels beneath his feet, he increased his speed dramatically and chased after the fleeing figure!

The on-site commander kept a close eye on the surging crowd, calculating the time, and issuing continuous orders over the walkie-talkie:

"Group 1, assist in the evacuation of people from inside the building, prioritizing the escort of those poisoned! Groups 2 and 3, follow the pre-determined route to the southeast, maintain distance, and do not forcibly stop anyone! Group 4, clean up the scene and maintain order around the perimeter! Quickly!"