Chapter 48: How Many Floors?

Chapter 53: How Many Floors?

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Chapter 53: How Many Floors?

Shen Rushuang appeared unexpectedly.

He appeared to have completed his work outside and rushed back to the group’s building.

Sparks and lightning flashed along the way.

He appeared at the reception desk on the first floor and looked at the man in green vigilantly.

The corpses of Mirror members were still strewn across the floor of the reception desk.

The scene was exhilarating.

Many people were gathered in the distance, all with pale faces and gasping for air.

Only a green-robed man standing quietly in the vicinity ignored the terrifying sight of blood flowing like a river by his feet. In hushed tones, he inquired of Shen Rushuang, “Where are the academy students locked up? Let them out.”

Shen Rushuang did not say anything and simply waved his hand, releasing a stretch of invisible air.

Several flames exploded around the green-robed man’s body.

However, they were blocked by a transparent semicircle that not a single spark could enter.

Shen Rushuang widened his eyes as he looked at the scene in front of her. He felt that it was a little familiar.

The man in green did not give him any more chances. He approached him, grabbed his back collar, and dragged him to the stairs.

Just as he was about to raise his hand in defiance, the man in green twisted it.

Bone stubble pierced through his skin. A large amount of flesh and blood gushed out. Shen Rushuang’s face turned pale from the pain.

Shen Rushuang was a 400th-floor tower climber. However, he could not fight back. He gritted his teeth and asked, “Who are you? Are you from the First Consortium? How many floors have you reached?”

The man in green shook his head. “I’m from the academy. Tell me, where are they locked up? ”

Shen Rushuang snorted coldly. “I’m afraid they’ve all died long ago.”

The man in green said, “It doesn’t matter. If they are dead, then I will bury the Tiansheng Group with them.”

The intense pain and blood loss stimulated Shen Rushuang, causing him to become slightly delirious. He laughed and exclaimed, “Our elites are rushing here. I hope you can keep your promise!”

Hearing that sentence, the man in green stopped in his tracks and shook his head. “This is too slow.”

Before Shen Rushuang could understand the meaning of that sentence, he felt the ground shake.

Then the walls began to tremble, making a chilling creaking sound.

The first person to run out of the building screaming was the receptionist in the hall.

Everyone nearly went insane when the building’s walls and ceiling began to shake and collapse, and the reinforced concrete began to fall.

The Tiansheng Group’s main building, which stood over 100 meters tall, appeared to be pushed by a pair of invisible giant hands, shaking and breaking.

Thousands of people rushed down from the building and out the main door like a flood.

Meanwhile, the man in green acted as a barrier in the water, allowing the flood to pass by and come to a halt.

He even said, “Run, the building is about to collapse.”

Shen Rushuang’s eyes were on the verge of tearing. He clenched his teeth and asked, “Did you do that? Did you use a powerful weapon? Do you want to die alongside the Tiansheng Group?”

The man in green lowered his head and glanced at him. He shook his head and continued looking up to watch the show.

There were probably more than a thousand employees in the Tiansheng Group’s main building. Countless stampedes occurred in the chaos.

There were countless deaths and injuries.

There were screams, cries, pleas for help, and curses.

All kinds of chaotic voices rose and fell.

The water pipes in the building burst and large areas of water began to leak out.

Soon, the electrical circuits fried, and several floors fell into darkness.

A large number of ordinary employees were killed in the ensuing chaos.

But none of that seemed to concern the man in green.

He was just a quiet spectator.

Shen Rushuang frantically raised his head and yelled, “Are you insane? If you truly intend to demolish the entire structure, those students from your academy will die as well!”

The man in green lowered his head and looked at him. “Didn’t you say that they are dead? Since they’re already dead, we might as well bury them together to save resources.”

“I—”

Shen Rushuang was rendered speechless by the other party’s logic. After a long time, he could curse. Finally, he had lost too much blood, and his mind was agitated. His head tilted, and he fainted.

The facts proved it.

There was always a common problem in the world. When there was no immediate interest in the situation, they would always take their time.

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The Tiansheng Group’s actions became extremely rapid after such a significant event occurred.

Soon after, the Tiansheng Group’s young master, Zheng Xiaodong, appeared in front of the man in green, shielded by a group of people.

The man in green adjusted his smiley-face mask and said, “This kind of efficiency was not bad.”

Zheng Xiaodong’s clothes were covered in dust, and there were bloodstains on his face. He looked very miserable.

He stared coldly at the man in green and asked, “Who are you?”

The man in green shook Shen Rushuang, who had fainted, and said in puzzlement, “Why didn’t he report it? I’ve said many times that I’m a member of the academy. Where did you lock them up?”

“People from the academy?” Zheng Xiao Dong sneered. “Nonsense!”

He ordered the people around him, “Kill them.”

The elites, who had defeated the academy’s experts the last time, rushed forward aggressively.

One raised his hand, and the surrounding air froze. Like a transparent solid, the frozen air forced itself toward the man in green.

The frozen air had unparalleled strength, and its path caused the ground to sink by more than half a meter.

The man in green shook Shen Rushuang and asked, “You guys just attack directly. Don’t you want to live anymore?”

The answer he received was the frozen air in front of him.

The air pressure converted half of Shen Rushuang’s body into blood foam.

He awoke in excruciating pain and let out a scream. Then he saw his vanished lower body, and he saw Zheng Xiaodong’s cold face outside through the frozen air. His expression was one of disbelief.

He used his remaining hand to insert it into his eye socket at the critical moment of life and death. He removed an eyeball and threw it away.

The entire area became a sea of fire. Shen Rushuang appeared to have been melted and evaporated in flames as a result of the high temperature.

The man in green chuckled. He waved his hand casually. The frozen air around him felt like unsealed quicksand. It dispersed into a breeze with a bang.

The three Tiansheng Group elites retreated. Their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.

One of them even accidentally spat out a mouthful of blood. He hurriedly took out a small bottle and poured something into his mouth. Only then did his breathing return to normal.

Zheng Xiaodong saw that scene.

He turned around and ran.

The people guarding him were not paying attention and were caught off guard.

The man in green smiled at the three elites and said, “Your master has run away. Why aren’t you chasing him?”

The elite’s expressions were fascinating. The one who vomited blood asked, “May I ask, how many floors have you done?”

The man in green shook his head. “I’m higher level than all of you anyway.”

The elite wished to vomit blood once more.

He forcefully endured his injuries and cupped his fists. “We each serve our own master. We have no choice. Sorry for offending you!”

As he finished speaking, he took out an oval-shaped mechanism, pressed a red dot in the center, and threw it into the air.

The two elites beside him were shocked and shouted, “F*ck! Are you crazy?”

At the same time, their figures vanished into the air like farts.

The elite who vomited blood was left looking at the man in green with a solemn expression.

The man in green did not care about him. He looked at the oval-shaped mechanism in the air leisurely.

Then, the red light increased dramatically, transforming into a red ball of light in the air like the setting sun.

Boom! Boom!

The red light exploded.

The bottom of the Tiansheng Group’s main building appeared to be empty.

The entire two-story structure was destroyed and turned into a puff of smoke.

The building, which was already on the verge of collapsing, collapsed completely.

The rumbling sounds continued without end.

It was like a fallen giant crumbling layer by layer, spewing dust into the sky.

Those who ran too slowly or too close to the building were all buried with it in the thick dust.

Zheng Xiaodong, who stood in the distance, watched the building crumble as a group of elites guarded him. He felt as if he was bleeding from the inside.

Even for the Tiansheng Group, witnessing the destruction of such a structure was a crushing blow. Their finances had suffered a ten-year regression.

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