In the first-floor guard hall.

Xirui saw the scene on the monitor where Jack's head flew off, and his eyes turned red.

His body lost weight momentarily, fell, dragging two chairs down with him.

"Jack!! My Jack!!!"

The recent scene, he cried out in heart-wrenching agony, the two of them grew up together since childhood, as close as brothers.

Their relationship rivaled that of Cap and Winter Soldier.

And now, just like that, he watched Jack die right before his eyes.

The pain in his heart was immense.

"Zhang Beixing!! I will kill you, aaaaaa!!"

Xirui was so angry he spat blood.

No one in the room dared to step forward to speak to him after witnessing this.

Usually, Xirui was always polite and very courteous.

Even when he led a group to do very violent things, he never abandoned his elegance, but at this moment, he had gone mad.

The reason for not stepping forward to help Xirui up also included other reasons, like despair...

They had already witnessed Zhang Beixing's terrifying nature firsthand, and now their only thought was to run away.

But each of their families was under the control of the D&E organization; when all was calm, everyone's treatment was excellent, and their families were well-treated too.

But once something happened, it wouldn't be as great.

Thinking about all the things behind this, the thought of escaping had to be forcibly suppressed at this moment.

Even if they had to wait for death here, they had to stay here. Of the thirty to fifty people present, not one dared to leave.

Not long after, people fleeing from upstairs arrived.

They rushed into the room in fear.

When they left earlier, they were so high-spirited and arrogant.

They thought capturing Zhang Beixing was not a big deal; their division's combat power couldn't compare to the garbage of other divisions.

Even if it cost something, as long as they could capture Zhang Beixing, it would be completely worth it.

But they never expected that Zhang Beixing was so hard to deal with; just one encounter shattered their confidence.

The people who rushed in were parched, looking everywhere for water to drink, and only after resting for a while did they finally settle down.

They exchanged glances with the people who had remained in the room.

At this moment, the expressions in the eyes of these two groups were difficult to comprehend, and their expressions were very complex, with no one speaking first.

Xirui, who was lying on the ground, finally struggled to get up.

At this moment, he was the only central figure for the two groups.

"Are you just going to leave Jack's body and head up there?"

"Don't you have any shame?"

Xirui was truly furious; he wished he could beat these guys to death at this moment.

But the remnants of his rationality warned him not to do so.

Nearly half of the people in front of him had become Grandmaster-level Martial Artists through experiments.

Although he was one too, two fists couldn't beat four hands, especially since these people had complete equipment and weapons; if they really started fighting, and the other side lost their head, they could easily shoot him dead.

Xirui coldly watched them.

From his moral high ground, Xirui stared at them so intensely that they couldn't lift their heads, only able to bow, not daring to speak out in opposition.

After all, he was Jack's good brother, and Jack, as their captain, had never been unkind to them.

"I am going up now to hunt Zhang Beixing, this is our only chance to survive, will you go with me or not?"

Faced with Xirui's questioning.

No one answered at this time, nor could anyone dare to.

Xirui let out a cold laugh.

"Are you all cowards? Answer me! Will you go or not!"

Still, no one answered.

Xirui laughed in anger, a series of cold laughs, "Fine, not going to answer, huh."

"Bang!"

He snatched a gun from someone nearby and shot the nearest person.

A Grandmaster was shot directly in the head, lying dead on the ground.

His eyes were wide open; Zhang Beixing hadn't killed him above, and yet unexpectedly he was killed by his own people after coming down.

"I'll give you one last chance, will you come with me or not? I promise you; I'm not leading you to your deaths. If I dare to take you up there, I naturally have some confidence, even just a sliver, but it's still a chance."

Xirui finished speaking coldly.

The group exchanged looks, finally agreeing to it.

...

...

Upstairs, Zhang Beixing finally put Makely down on the ground.

"Now, Lady Makely, if I were to invite you to Great Xia with fairness and justice, instead of forcibly capturing you, would you be willing to go?"

Makely gazed at him, her expression unreadable.

"I'm not a solitary person; I have my family, my parents, my husband, my son, all of whom are in Lanxi Kingdom."

Zhang Beixing generously waved his hand and directly said, "None of that is a problem; if you wish, you can take them all, without skimping on a single plane ticket."

"And once you reach Great Xia, I will specially approve a villa for you, so you and your family can live freely together."

Faced with Zhang Beixing's promise, Makely clearly hesitated.

She wasn't foolish; she could see that this was Zhang Beixing merely giving her a courtesy.

The entire organization was already in Zhang Beixing's palm; if he didn't want to extend this courtesy, Makely could do nothing against Zhang Beixing.