Unfortunately, nothing was gained.

No response at all. The Morse code was all worked out, and he sent so many telegrams that his hand was sore, but Xu Feng didn't get even a single response.

At this moment, he was holding back a surge of energy.

He arrived at the place where Yu Yao and the others had just left.

After accepting the information that Yu Yao and another team member had already scouted, Xu Feng merely skimmed through it and did not wait any longer. He simply jumped through the first-floor window.

The glass shattered all over the place from Xu Feng's kick.

The huge noise would definitely attract the attention of the people inside.

Xu Feng didn't care at all.

Bang bang!

What greeted him were bullets fired from guns the moment they raised their hands.

It was so hasty that Xu Feng didn't even have the time to dodge; he simply rushed forward.

The aim was truly terrible. These bullets didn't even come close to hitting Xu Feng, not even grazing him.

The two thugs didn't have time to fire a second shot before a muffled grunt came out of both their mouths at the same time.

In an instant, they slumped to the ground like a pile of mud, lifeless, staring with wide eyes, looking as if they died with a grievance.

Xu Feng didn't give them a second glance, quickly heading upstairs.

The noise just now had already startled them, so now, a quick resolution was needed!

...

...

"Jack, Jack!! He went to the thirteenth floor. I saw it on the surveillance. He doesn't plan to sneak around at all; he's heading directly towards the laboratory!"

Xirui's terrified voice echoed through the intercom.

Xirui's heart almost stopped in fear the moment he saw Zhang Beixing suddenly appear on the surveillance.

Even though it was less than half a second, it was still scary enough.

Previously suspecting that Zhang Beixing had arrived was one thing.

But seeing Zhang Beixing appear on the surveillance with his own eyes brought a different kind of shock.

Seeing Zhang Beixing walking around their branch as if he were leisurely strolling in his own backyard,

Xirui's expression grew increasingly serious, though his hand holding the intercom kept trembling.

He simply couldn't help it!

At this moment, Jack had just stepped out of the elevator on the eighteenth floor. This building had twenty floors in total, and he had originally planned to stealthily proceed up. However, he didn't expect Zhang Beixing to go down instead.

He angrily kicked the elevator.

This time he chose to take the stairs down. It was just five floors, and taking the stairs would be faster.

The group of people ran quickly in the stairwell.

Everyone below Jack, listening to the rapid footsteps they made, felt their emotions being stirred with each step, making their hearts increasingly tense.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing was on the thirteenth floor, opening door after door to inspect.

The last time he was here, he had only skimmed each floor, getting a general idea of what each was for and how personnel were arranged.

He hadn't gone in to inspect closely.

If he had inspected as thoroughly as this time, door by door, even with his excellent movement technique, he couldn't have completely avoided surveillance.

After checking several rooms without any results,

at the fifth door, he turned the handle and pushed it open, finally seeing a living person.

"Hi!"

Zhang Beixing enthusiastically greeted a female researcher with glasses.

Opposite him was a completely bewildered expression.

This researcher had no idea what was happening; she was in the middle of an experiment!

When doing experiments, they would light up the sign at the door, indicating no one was allowed to disturb the process.

Especially in this room, non-authorized entry was strictly prohibited. It was a sterile room, with a secondary barrier inside made by a glass door.

Yet this Asian man before her intruded during her experiment preparation.

And even greeted her??

"Are you crazy? Do you believe I'll report you?"

"The minister will throw you into the Black Neighborhood!"

The female researcher was furious. She felt humiliated.

Research was such an important matter, yet someone disturbed her! It was simply outrageous!

Zhang Beixing smiled, unfazed by the hostility.

Even though his enthusiastic greeting received no response, he wasn't angry at all. He entered familiarly and even closed the door.

He nonchalantly sat in the chair beside the female researcher, which she had just prepared to sit in.

A set of specimens was already placed on the microscope.

She was just about to conduct observations, and at this moment, Zhang Beixing beat her to it.

She watched as Zhang Beixing leaned in to look for a moment, completely ignoring her wrath.

After watching for two seconds,

"Hmm, I don't understand it,"

Zhang Beixing chuckled, "Can you explain what this continuously moving thing is?"

She was enraged.

Truly enraged!

Glaring at Zhang Beixing,

She spoke each word with dripping anger,

"You, right now, get out!!!"

As the words left her mouth,

suddenly, alarm bells rang out, not just on this floor but throughout the entire building.

Hmm?

The female researcher's previous fury instantly dissipated.

Her expression shifted from anger to slight confusion, even displaying some helplessness, unsure of what was happening.

She had never heard this alarm before, having worked in this building for over three years.

The shrill tone repeated in waves, causing discomfort after just a few seconds.

She wasn't foolish.

She knew something within the organization must have happened; otherwise, no alarm would have been sounded.

She cautiously reevaluated the Asian man in front of her.

She tried recalling, realizing she had never seen him before despite working here for years.

Yet he looked somewhat familiar, as if seen somewhere before.

She wasn't one to keep up with social news, being focused on biology research, largely ignorant of the outside world.

Thinking for some time, she couldn't pinpoint where she had seen him before.

Zhang Beixing displayed his signature smile and said,

"I asked you a question, wise researcher. Shouldn't you at least respond politely?"

The female researcher wasn't as intensely enraged as before.

The constant alarm noise outside instilled her with insecurity.

She cautiously questioned the man before her, coldly asking,

"Who are you?"

"Is the alarm outside because you intruded?"

Zhang Beixing nodded.

"Indeed, it seems like it went off because of me."

"Just a quick question—what's your status here? If someone comes in, will holding you hostage be effective?"

"If not, I might as well dispose of you right now, since you refuse to answer my questions."

The female researcher forced a puzzled expression on her face, "?"

"The conflict you have with this organization has nothing to do with me. I'm merely a normal employee they hired. Blaming an innocent person—isn't that ungentlemanly?"

Zhang Beixing chuckled lightly.

"Gentlemanly? The gentleman culture widespread here in Europe has no effect on me."

"We don't play that game. Where I come from, we value the culture of gentlemen with a saying."

"A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall."

Zhang Beixing stood up, approaching her until they were merely five centimeters apart.

"Makely, a senior researcher at the Lanxi Branch of the D&E organization, head of the Martial Artist research project at the Lanxi Branch, correct?"

He knows me?

This female researcher, Makely, finally furrowed her brows, sensing the complexity of the situation.

Zhang Beixing noticed her growing confusion.

So he introduced himself.

"Hello, nice to meet you. My name is Zhang Beixing, from Great Xia, part of a Great Xia official department, the only Transcendent organization in the world, The Ninth Bureau's Minister."