There were 10 guards all trained in the military that were ard with automatic rifles and knives and were also wearing bulletproof armour.
The Underground Base was quite small, but there were quite a few rooms that served different purposes and powerful and important individuals would have multiple Underground Bases in different places.
It was a safe and secure place to stay and do work, while in this case was a place for the head of the NYPD to rest and recover from whatever he was suffering from.
"Stacey get back in the head's room. There is a dangerous intruder out there" said the two guards that were stationed outside the room her grandfather was resting in.
"It isn't an intruder, it was sobody that I called to co and help the head" stated Stacey as she tried to get through the two of them.
"Did you not hear the gunshots? He is probably already dead" the two guards said.
"It is not him I am worried about, it is the guards," she said before pushing through and rushing towards where the hatch was.
A few bullets scraped Adam as he attempted to avoid them, but they couldn't even pierce into his body with his defensive techniques activated as he appeared behind two of the guards and punched them both in the back of the head.
Then running on the wall to his side, Adam with his speed was able to do so and struck one of the two guards left with a flying knee.
Snatching the gun off the guard that was left, Adam threw it behind him then punched the guard straight in his stomach, launching him flying backwards.
In a second, all four of the guards had been taken down, but Adam had suffered a few light wounds around his body from the shots that were fired from a very close distance.
However, they had barely pierced into his body because of his enhanced resistance and with his body's fast recovery, they would leave only bruises in a short while.
"Which way should I go?" mumbled Adam to himself as he spread his spiritual sense down both sides of the corridor.
From one side, he sensed a few guards coming, while on the other side, he sensed a young lady accompanied by two guards.
"I will go this way then" decided Adam, assuming that the young lady was the assistant that he spoke to on the phone.
Stacey was worried that Adam had killed the guards as he was clearly capable of doing so and had threatened to kill and had killed multiple tis.
"Turn off the alarm and connect to the speakers" instructed Stacey who despite rely being an assistant, was also the granddaughter of the head.
The two guards nodded and did as she said, as they handed her a phone, that was connected to all the speakers throughout the underground base.
"Adam please don't kill anyone and all the guards, stand down imdiately" she shouted down the phone, causing an echo throughout the underground base.
The guards around the small underground base recognised her voice and cald down, while Adam had turned the corner that he had sensed Stacey and two guards were around.
"Hello. You're the assistant, right?" said Adam after casually turning the corner.
Adam's clothing had tears in them and there were small dots of blood, but for sobody that had been shot multiple tis, it was incredible.
Stacey couldn't help but lift his shirt to see Adam's rippling abs that had a few bruises and faint wounds, but nothing that one would expect from a bullet, especially from an automatic rifle at such a close distance.
"Like what you see?" teased Adam as Stacey blushed and jumped back before composing herself.
"Follow ," she said before leading Adam towards the room that the head of the NYPD was resting in.
"Are you sure that is the right thing to do?" asked the two guards as they went to grab Adam, but before they could even lay a hand on him, Adam struck them both in the head lightly.
Although to him he had struck them lightly, with his mastery of boxing and the power of his body, the punch was enough to instantly knock them out and even leave a dent in their heads if it wasn't for the helt they were wearing.
It all happened too quickly for Stacey to stop Adam as she turned to scold him.
"Was that really necessary? We get it, your an amazing cultivator, but stop taking people down"
Adam didn't know how to react as he began to laugh at how brave she was.
If he were in her position he would be very scared of the cultivator before her that she didn't know much about and had taken down over half of her guards and yet she dared to scold him.
"What's so funny? My grandfather is the...." she said before stopping herself and realising who she was talking to.
[Yet another arrogant and pompous person just because of who their relatives are. These people are really annoying and usually never achieve much for themselves] thought Adam to himself as he walked past her and entered the room that he sensed the head of the NYPD was laying in.
"Hey, what are you doing? How did you know what room it was?" she exclaid as she jogged after Adam to catch up to him.
Although she was intimidated by Adam's presence and knew that he could kill them all and get away with it, Stacey had to act bravely and ensure her own safety and that of her grandfather.
Grabbing a chair that was in the room, Adam placed it on the ground, beside the head of the NYPD, then using his spiritual sense, peered into his body as he placed his hand on his chest.
"What are you doing?" asked Stacey who was confused and curious by Adam's weird actions.
"You are getting annoying now. Shut up and sit in the corner before I lose my patience and kill you both" scolded Adam before returning his spiritual sense into the head of the NYPD's body.
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