Upon reaching the second floor, the first thing Yang Dongqing saw was the dark golden ouroboros carved on the wall. The pattern was so lifelike it seed alive. In the corners of the room, rows of white candles emitted the faint scent of jasmine.
Yang Dongqing paid no attention to these details. His full focus was on the black muzzles of the guns aid at him not far ahead. This ti, only two mbers of the Viper Gang stood in his way, but both held twin pistols, like two door guardians blocking the path.
“Where is Jasmine?” Yang Dongqing asked coldly.
The only response was the sound of a gunshot.
Bang!
A flash of fire burst from the dark barrel, and a brass-colored bullet scread through the air. Yang Dongqing didn’t dodge. His speed couldn’t outmatch a bullet.
Clang!
Sparks flew as the bullet struck his body. His shirt was torn, revealing tallic skin underneath that glead with a cold light.
Yang Dongqing stared at the two n without expression. “These toys…”
Bang bang bang…
A burst of dense gunfire interrupted his words. The bullets struck him like a storm, but they only tore his clothing, failing to cause any real harm. It was like shooting at a steel wall.
In the monitoring room, the Chief, Su Mu, grew more satisfied as he watched Yang Dongqing’s power on display. He also noticed a weakness—Yang Dongqing’s eyes. When the bullets flew, Yang Dongqing instinctively raised his hand to shield them.
“In that case, use grenades,” Su Mu ordered calmly through the intercom.
Following the command, the two black-clad n pulled out grenades from inside their jackets. Seeing this, Yang Dongqing’s calmness wavered. His expression changed slightly, and he charged toward the two with explosive speed, not giving them the chance to throw the grenades.
But if they couldn’t throw them, they simply wouldn’t.
“For the Chief!”
The two n shouted, holding the grenades high as they lunged forward without hesitation.
Boom! Boom!
A violent explosion tore through the corridor, ripping apart the walls around them. When the smoke cleared, two shattered corpses lay on the ground—and Yang Dongqing stood there, unscathed.
Su Mu’s eyes glead with heat. Was a Transcendent truly this powerful? Yang Dongqing had only beco one for less than a month, yet he was already immune to bullets and could withstand grenades?
But a mont later, a violent fit of coughing snapped him out of his thoughts.
On the screen, Yang Dongqing was coughing up blood. Though he didn’t stop moving and only wiped the blood from his mouth before continuing forward, it was clear—his internal organs were not made of steel.
His weakness was his internal body.
The third floor. The sa ouroboros carvings. The sa white candles. But the enemies this ti were two n dressed in heavy firefighting gear, each holding a large flathrower. As soon as they saw Yang Dongqing, they didn’t say a word—just pulled the trigger.
A wall of fla surged out like a tidal wave, swallowing the corridor and engulfing Yang Dongqing completely.
But in the next mont, a charred figure leapt out of the flas, like a hunting leopard, rushing toward the two fla-wielding n. They seed to know their fate already. They threw aside the flathrowers and pulled out grenades they had prepared in advance.
“For the Chief!!”
Boom! Boom!
They were blown to pieces, and though Yang Dongqing was clearly suffering, he remained standing. His internal injuries worsened, blood pouring from his mouth. His hair and eyebrows were all burnt off, and his clothing had turned into blackened plastic clinging to his body.
But his movents showed that he was still able to fight.
In the monitoring room, Nan Mo stared in shock, her mouth wide open. Only now did she realize what kind of man had shared a bed with her that night.
Invulnerable to blades and bullets, impervious to fire—he was like a real-life superman.
So this was what a Transcendent was?
Nan Mo had first heard that term from Su Mu. No wonder Su Mu had gone to such lengths to capture Yang Dongqing…
If it was soone like Yang Dongqing… maybe he really could…
Nan Mo glanced at Su Mu from the corner of her eye but saw no trace of fear on him—only amusent, like a hunter who had found an interesting new prey.
For so reason, she felt that this man was far more terrifying than Yang Dongqing.
“Aren’t you worried at all?” she suddenly asked.
“Worried? About what?”
“You’re targeting a Transcendent like this. If he finds out you’re the one behind it, what do you think he’ll do? Your n clearly won’t be able to stop him.”
Su Mu turned his head slightly, his insightful eyes locked onto hers.
“Are you testing ?”
Nan Mo froze. “I’m just curious.”
Su Mu smiled warmly. “Rather than say I’m worried, I’d say I’m looking forward to it.”
“Looking forward to it?”
“Think about it. When Yang Dongqing finally makes it to , only to see the woman he loves unhard, even enjoying an M9 steak—what do you think his reaction will be?”
Nan Mo’s face turned pale. She understood what Su Mu ant. When Yang Dongqing found out she was part of this plot, what would happen then? She didn’t want to think about it—she didn’t dare to.
“It must be interesting.”
His gentle voice echoed in the monitoring room, but it chilled Nan Mo to the bone.
“Relax. It’s not that easy for him to reach . The fourth floor is gas. Our previous tests have shown that although his surface is bulletproof, his internal organs are still vulnerable. That ans he can’t resist poison gas. This is a special gas I bought at a high price from the black market. I doubt even a Transcendent can endure it.”
“What if he does? What if he really makes it to you in the end?”
Su Mu laughed even more happily. “Then that would be even more interesting. I imagine… I’d probably get torn to pieces, hahaha…”
He seed to enjoy the image in his mind, even looking forward to it.
Nan Mo didn’t know how she was feeling anymore. Her mind drifted to unrelated mories—like when she was a child, before her father beca addicted to gambling. Her family was once happy. She rembered getting a perfect score on a test and her father promising to take her to the amusent park that weekend. She had looked forward to it the entire week.
That kind of happiness, just thinking about it made her smile.
Now, Su Mu had that sa expression.
Like a child filled with excitent.
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