"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot rang out.

The camera overhead shattered instantly, a few shadows rushed in concurrently.

Each of them was clad in military gear, wielding firearms, daggers strapped to their legs, orderly storming into the Library Pavilion’s monitoring room, pulling the trigger.

"Quick!"

"Don’t let anyone escape!"

"Erase the records, destroy the hard drives, leave no traces."

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The guns equipped with silencers hit every target, the security staff at the Library Pavilion, caught off guard in peaceful times, were consecutively executed.

The hard drives storing surveillance records were physically destroyed to prevent recovery.

Everything proceeded as planned, and smoother than anticipated.

"Boss!"

Just then, a voice came through the communication headset from a companion:

"Target found!"

"Wang Zixi..."

"Bang!"

"Target has been eliminated!"

Hearing the voice, the expression under the masks of the group involuntarily relaxed.

"That’s wrong!"

Suddenly.

The voice of the person responsible for eliminating the target changed abruptly:

"I didn’t kill the target, someone has impersonated the target’s identity here."

Huh?

Killed the wrong person?

The target prepared a stand-in in advance, could they possibly have known about this operation beforehand?

"Boss!"

Before he could figure it out, a hurried voice came through the headset:

"Poison Wolf is dead!"

"What?"

"He went to the Library Pavilion to eliminate the Daoist who entered with the target, and now there’s no sign of his life."

"Whew..." The leader took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, his voice ice-cold:

"Things have changed, everyone be on alert!"

"Eliminate all witnesses, Hawkeye and Black Tiger lock down the library area, the undercover takes over the Library Pavilion’s backend system to locate the target."

"Move!"

"Yes!"

This group was clearly well-trained soldiers, unflustered by changes, moving in an orderly manner, gunfire erupted instantly in the headset.

"Backend commandeered!"

"Witnesses all cleared!"

"Black Tiger has reached the library..."

"Bang!"

"Boss, Black Tiger is in trouble!"

"Hawkeye!"

"Hawkeye!"

"Hawkeye is in trouble too!"

The communication channel suddenly went silent, only the heavy breathing of everyone could be heard.

"Rally!"

The leader shouted abruptly:

"Find and kill that Daoist!"

"Yes!"

The group swiftly gathered, and as they rushed through the wide corridor to the grand hall outside the library area, they could already see the leisurely approaching figure.

The person was dressed in a Daoist robe, wearing Yin Yang Boots, long hair reaching his waist with a wooden hairpin slanting through it, plain yet composed features.

Even faced with a group of armed mercenaries, his expression remained unchanged.

"It’s him!"

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

The approaching figure continued walking slowly, seemingly unscathed by the gunfire.

How is that possible?

The shooter was Scorpion, his marksmanship second only to Hawkeye within the team, at such close range, it’s impossible to miss.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

Gunfire rang out again.

This time everyone could see clearly.

It’s not that the bullets didn’t hit the target, but were stopped by an invisible power a few fingers away from the target.

Then dropped ’clang’ to the ground.

"What... what is that?"

Someone was dumbstruck, bewildered, as such an unbelievable scene completely defied the decades of knowledge they’d acquired.

Body blocking bullets?

How can this be possible?

"He’s not human! He’s a demon!"

Someone roared loudly, charging into the grand hall with a light machine gun, squeezing the trigger, as the gun barrel spewed out tongues of fire instantly.

The bullets rushed out like a tempest.

"Rat-tat!"

"Clang clang clang..."

Numerous flattened bullets fell to the ground.

Fang Zheng paused his steps, his brows furrowing involuntarily.

The machine gun’s bullets were fast, formidable, the key was the abundance, even the protective force of a Flawless Martial Artist couldn’t sustain for long.

There’s hope!

Seeing this, others’ eyes lit up, firing at will, enveloping the figure in the field thoroughly.

"Buzz..."

"Pop!"

Suddenly, arcs of lightning leaped in the field, visible to the naked eye appearing below Fang Zheng’s feet, rushing forward at a visually indiscernible speed.

The arcs seemed alive, darted across the ground into the bodies of a group of mercenaries, then electrical light flourished.

"Boom!"

Ten or so bodies froze simultaneously.

The raging currents surged into their bodies, then exploded, the terrifying destructive force instantly turning their bodies into charred remains.

Dead beyond recovery!

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Wang Qi lay on the hospital bed, on the opposite wall, a hanging LCD screen constantly playing the internal situation of the Library Pavilion.

He clearly saw the scene of mercenaries breaking into the Library Pavilion.

"Father."

Remarkably, Wang Zixi was also in the room, she frowned seeing this:

"Are we just going to watch?"

"Huh..." Wang Qi shook his head:

"These people are battle-hardened mercenaries, they’ve been in the international battlefield, and the people from the Public Security Bureau would just be courting death coming here too."

"The Li Family, the Song Family, the Zheng Family, and our Wang Family all have such people, called Death Warriors in ancient times, now they’re called mercenaries."

"They are the sword in our hand, but too sharp, slightly careless they can harm us, so do nothing when they move."

Wang Zixi furrowed her brows.

Although she had accepted her identity, she evidently hadn’t accepted the influence and power of top noble families that far exceeded ordinary imagination.

And their disdain for legal methods.

The reason why these families can do this is because they have terrifying influence in the military, economy, and politics.

"Buzz..."

The screen flickered, the scene disappeared.

Although it couldn’t be seen, the situation inside was self-evident, fearing that few survived.

"Looks like they have gone in."

Wang Qi shook his head:

"Once this is over, the staff of the Library Pavilion will need to be replaced, but it’s fortunate you came back in time, not caught in the middle."