Main entrance.

The fierce sunlight appeared behind Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing stood in the sunlight, backlit.

At this moment, his figure seemed so tall and upright, with a commanding presence and a dismissive gaze.

Although he was clearly standing on the ground floor, the guards were instead positioned on the steps, fully prepared.

In the end, it was Zhang Beixing who shifted the attack and defense balance, facing this force of a hundred defenders alone.

Only to hear Zhang Beixing speak with a light tone, full of disdain, calmly saying to these people.

"I know you are holding close to a hundred Martial Artists now, and several hundred ordinary people."

"I'm giving you three seconds to consider, put down your guns and surrender, or else you'll all die!"

Zhang Beixing's expression was indifferent, his voice light, yet the intimidation in his words was anything but weak.

Every word exploded like thunder in the ears of everyone present.

Everyone stared dazedly at Zhang Beixing, momentarily frozen and at a loss.

The ordinary soldiers—no, they weren't soldiers, just a bunch of mercenaries.

The mercenaries were dumbfounded, but the executives upstairs had clearer directives.

Zhang Beixing came with ill intentions, and it seemed he had advance knowledge of some things.

He was even roughly aware of how many people were being held here.

Given the previous animosity between Zhang Beixing and their organization, and the conflicts, the events in Ancient Rome weren't that long ago.

Do you, Zhang Beixing, think a resolution is just that easy?

Moreover, what was Zhang Beixing's attitude just now?

If he really came to reconcile, then fine, maybe they could think it over, offer Zhang Beixing some terms, and truly reconcile.

But what was his attitude just now?

"What are you waiting for? Fire!"

The voice of the upstairs management came through the walkie-talkie.

The voice was slightly hysterical.

At this moment, in the upstairs management's office, they were initially in a meeting, discussing how to resolve this incident.

They were well aware of Zhang Beixing's personal combat power; the division over in Ancient Rome was still rebuilding after the last sweep by Zhang Beixing.

Because of the Golden Clan's resurgence, the appearance of this arch-enemy made their rebuilding efforts extremely difficult.

The division here at Lanbo absolutely cannot have issues!

If this division faces another problem, Lanbo is not just their only voice; if they are eliminated, the vacant resources would surely be seized clean by other forces rushing in.

Imagine how much time and effort would be needed to rebuild at that point!

"Who does Zhang Beixing think we are? Any random stray cat or dog??"

"Have the mercenaries below resist with all their might, no matter what, they must hold out for two minutes. Immediately arrange for the laboratory to inject agents into those test subjects, the berserk type, whether stable or unstable, inject them all!"

"After all are injected, since transferring these test subjects is already impossible, inject them and throw them down, have them drown Zhang Beixing in numbers!"

"We are the DE Organization!"

"Even Zhang Beixing cannot insult us a second time; it's absolutely forbidden!"

Currently, they couldn't get in touch with the main person in charge at Lanbo, who was just now swimming in the villa.

For now, he is the highest authority from their organization on the Lanbo side.

In the DE Organization, hierarchies are strict, one level above the last.

Until a clear command from above is given, the orders from the site's highest-ranking leader are absolute.

They are imperial decrees!

Even if it means sending them to die, they must go!

Thus, two groups swiftly began to take action.

One group led all security forces throughout the building, equipped with the strongest firearms, heading downstairs.

They were reinforcing the ground floor, doing everything possible to delay time and give another group sufficient time.

Meanwhile, the other group, urgently heading to every agent storage room, aiming to take agents from the cold storage to the laboratory to inject those test subjects within the shortest time possible.

The distance between the cold storage and laboratory wasn't far, but it still required time.

Based on their estimation.

Even if those mercenaries fought with their lives, they could at most buy them two to three minutes, no more.

Regarding Zhang Beixing's strength, their enemy organization had thoroughly researched it.

One could say, globally, there is likely no other organization that understands Zhang Beixing's combat power better than they do.

Zhang Beixing looked at these mercenaries who had come to their senses and snorted coldly.

Faced with the sudden gunfire, Zhang Beixing actually stood still, even closing his eyes.

Bullets spewed out from the fiery gun barrels.

Dense and like raindrops, the bullets shot toward Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing closed his eyes, his body merely trembled slightly, unexpectedly releasing a visible wave of energy from the inside outward.

This wave congealed all the bullets in mid-air.

At this moment.

The ground beneath seemed to have doubled in gravity.

The bullets clinked, all falling to the earth.

If someone could closely observe these bullets, they would shockingly discover. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Originally, a semi-circular bullet should have been very smooth.

Now all were rugged, each bullet head twisted, deformed.

Zhang Beixing looked at the dumbfounded faces of the mercenaries.

One by one, coming from the Four Seas, from various nations, mercenaries of different skin tones, their stunned expressions eerily consistent.

Zhang Beixing scoffed and said.

"Having seen me, you not only don't kneel and apologize, but dare to attack me?"

Faced with Zhang Beixing's cold mockery.

They were all stupefied.

What?

What are you talking about?

They knew Zhang Beixing was strong.

But truthfully, they hadn't thought this guy was this powerful.

Previously, during Zhang Beixing's surprise raid on the Ancient Rome division.

In the final rooftop showdown, he almost got taken down by them.

A bullet was just two centimeters from Zhang Beixing's heart, right?

Almost took Zhang Beixing's life!

And now?

How long has it been??

A few months??

Now the bullets not only fail to approach, but Zhang Beixing can even control them like Magneto, letting them fall to the ground??

Really, brother, do we live in the same world?

Even if spiritual energy resurges, why are you the only one revived, dammit??

Zhang Beixing suddenly, without warning, made a move.

This time, Zhang Beixing didn't bring any weapon along.

Not that he wished not to, it's just that when reaching this level, ordinary weapons would break upon his touch.

Even the spear used last time, now in his hands, had become mere playthings.

It could still be thrown, but after swinging only a couple of times, it surely would break.

Better not to bring it, leave it at home as a memento, after all, it's been a companion in battles fought.

Zhang Beixing adapted on-site, bending down to casually grab a handful of bullets off the ground.

There were maybe twenty or thirty of them.

He flung them toward the mercenaries ahead.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The casually tossed bullets, at this moment, accelerated to the point of breaking through the air, producing the same sound.

There wasn't the loud crack of gunfire as these were not shot from firearms, but instead carried a slight secrecy, like hidden weapons.

The mercenaries didn't even have time to react.

Most of the bullets Zhang Beixing tossed hit their targets.

This handful of bullets, like the Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers, unleashed tremendous combat power.

In an instant.

The ground floor of the building gained over twenty corpses.

Scattered across the floor, dead eyes unclosed.

And those who survived, now only around ten remained on the ground floor.

At this moment, their mental state shattered!