92: Chapter 92 Night Assassin and Dimensional Crushing

After Lin Hao received the orders, the entire security system of Fanxing Technology instantly shifted from its normal state to maximum alert.

However, "Viper" and his partner "Razor" in that off-road vehicle were no ordinary characters. They used military-grade electromagnetic shielding equipment, which successfully interfered with conventional surveillance and some biological detector locks.

Three in the morning is the time when people are most exhausted and their alertness is relatively low.

Viper glanced at the dim screen on his tactical watch and nodded to Razor in the passenger seat. The two slipped out of the vehicle like ghosts, landing soundlessly. They wore specially made dark gray combat suits that almost blended into the night, their faces smeared with camouflage paint, leaving only their eyes exposed. The equipment they carried was streamlined yet lethal: silenced pistols, military daggers, miniature detonating cords, multi-band signal jammers, and... two specially modified, highly penetrative compact submachine guns.

Drawing from past experience, they didn't choose to storm the main gate or scale the perimeter walls. Instead, using pre-analyzed blueprints of the base's underground pipe network, they found an old ventilation manhole cover hidden deep within the greenery outside the base. This wasn't a primary passage, the surveillance had blind spots, and the lock on the manhole cover had fallen into disrepair over the years.

Razor silently pried open the manhole cover with a tool, and Viper slid in first. Beneath the cover was a narrow passage mixed with cables and abandoned pipes, damp and dark, filled with the smell of rust and dust. Like well-trained moles, the two moved quickly and quietly through the intricate pipes, avoiding several sensors that were still operational, gradually approaching the area beneath the core building of the factory.

Their goal was clear: sneak into the factory to stage an "accident," such as a "fire" or a "small-scale explosion" caused by old wiring, to erase all traces.

But just as they were about to emerge from a ceiling vent in a backup power distribution room and step into the relatively spacious underground equipment floor, Chen Fan, who had been sensing the energy flow of the entire base with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open.

"They're here. Underground, near the Area B distribution room. Two people, carrying high-threat weapons." His voice came clearly through Lin Hao's earpiece. "They're using some kind of shielding; some sensors have failed. Follow Plan B—let them reach the open ground on the surface. I'll handle it."

"Fan Zi, it's too dangerous! They might have guns!" Lin Hao said urgently.

"I know." Chen Fan's voice was unusually calm, even carrying a hint of peculiar interest. "Just as well, I'll test my enhanced mental power."

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He straightened his ordinary casual clothes, pushed open the office door, and walked down the stairs unhurriedly, as if he were just doing a late-night inspection.

Underground, Viper and Razor successfully entered the ground level through a maintenance passage, arriving at a relatively open cargo transfer area connecting several factory buildings. Some packaging materials were stacked here, and the lighting was dim.

"The target might be in the main office building or a nearby lab." Viper lowered his voice, his eyes sharply scanning the surroundings. "According to the second plan, create chaos to draw him out or confirm his location..."

Before he could finish, a calm voice suddenly rang out from the shadows not far ahead:

"Don't bother, I'm right here."

Chen Fan stepped slowly from behind a pile of crates, standing in the dim light. His face was expressionless as he watched them quietly.

Viper and Razor's hair stood on end instantly! They hadn't detected his approach at all! As top-tier veteran assassins, this was almost impossible!

But their professional training kicked in, and they instantly entered combat mode. Without a word or warning, the silenced pistol in Razor's hand snapped up, aiming at Chen Fan's chest, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"Puff!" A soft, muffled sound.

In Chen Fan's perception—now significantly enhanced by the meteorite's energy and functioning like a supercomputer—the world seemed to slow down several times over. He could clearly "see" the faint flash of the bullet leaving the barrel, "sense" the trajectory of the brass bullet head as it spun and tore through the air, and even "calculate" the exact time it would take to reach his body—0.17 seconds.

Too slow.

His body seemed to move without conscious command from his brain. In the instant before the bullet was fired, he shifted half a step to the left with a fluid speed that defied human ergonomics.

"Swish!" The bullet grazed the outside of his right arm and hit the concrete pillar behind him, kicking up a few sparks.

Razor's pupils constricted! He dodged it? A coincidence?

Viper reacted even faster. The moment Razor fired, he had already raised his modified submachine gun, and the muzzle spat out a denser hail of fire!

"Puff puff puff puff—!"

A series of bullets formed a small fan shape, covering every direction Chen Fan might use to dodge!

However, in Chen Fan's "slow-motion" world, the trajectories of these bullets were clearly visible, like slow beanbags thrown by a child. His body moved again—not in a frantic scramble, but with a near-dance-like elegance. He tilted his body, lowered his head, twisted his waist, and slid his feet... every movement was precise and efficient, avoiding the lethal trajectories by mere millimeters. The bullets grazed his clothes and hair; the closest one passed almost against his cheek, its scorching airflow clearly felt, yet it failed to harm him in the slightest.

In just two seconds, two magazines were emptied.

Chen Fan still stood in the same spot. His breathing hadn't even quickened; there were only a few tiny scorch marks on his clothes.

Viper and Razor were completely stunned, a chill running from the soles of their feet to the tops of their heads. This wasn't something a human could do! He was a monster!

"Close in!" Viper was a veteran after all. Instantly judging that ranged weapons were useless, he let out a low growl, dropped the empty submachine gun, and drew a glinting military dagger. He lunged at Chen Fan like a leopard, his movements swift and ruthless, aiming straight for the throat! Razor closed in from the other side at the same time, his dagger slashing toward Chen Fan's ribs!

The coordination between the two was seamless, cutting off all of Chen Fan's paths of retreat.

However, in Chen Fan's eyes now, their movements were full of openings and laughably slow.

He didn't even need to use his Amplification ability. Relying solely on his physical reflexes, strength, and his perception that allowed him to "see" through their muscle exertion and shifts in center of gravity, he handled them with ease.

Facing the dagger Viper thrust at his throat, Chen Fan didn't dodge. He simply reached out his right hand and, moving faster than his opponent, precisely clamped down on Viper's wrist. His fingers tightened suddenly like steel pincers!

"Crack!" The sound of bone snapping was agonizing to hear.

"Ah—!" Viper screamed as the dagger fell from his hand. His wrist bent at a grotesque angle, and the intense pain instantly stripped him of most of his combat capability.

At the same time, Razor's dagger reached his ribs. Chen Fan casually swatted his left hand downward as if swatting a fly, yet it carried terrifying force, striking Razor's wrist with precision.

"Smack!" Razor felt an irresistible surge of force. His entire arm went numb instantly, and the dagger was knocked away, clattering to the ground. He tried to retreat in horror, but Chen Fan's right foot had already lashed out like a ghost, his toe striking the side of Razor's knee joint.

There was another soft crack as Razor grunted and fell to the ground, rolling while clutching his twisted and deformed knee.

In the blink of an eye, two well-trained, armed top-tier assassins—one with a broken wrist, the other with a shattered knee—had completely lost their ability to resist. They lay on the ground groaning in pain, their eyes filled with terror and disbelief as they looked at Chen Fan.

From the first gunshot to the end, the entire process took less than ten seconds.

Only then did Lin Hao arrive on the scene, panting, with a team of fully armed security guards. The sight that met them was this: Chen Fan stood there unscathed, while at his feet lay two thugs, limp as mud and clearly severely injured, with guns and daggers scattered nearby.

"Fan... Fan Zi? Are you okay?" Lin Hao's voice cracked as he looked Chen Fan up and down.

"I'm fine," Chen Fan said calmly, pointing at the two on the ground. "Hand them over to the police. Remember to remind them that these two might have international criminal records and their weapons are specialized. Also, investigate how they managed to map out parts of our underground pipe network and surveillance blind spots; there might be a leak inside the base."

The bone-chilling killing intent in Chen Fan's eyes made even Viper, a battle-hardened veteran who had seen plenty of death, shudder involuntarily, as if he were being stared down by an apex predator.

Soon, the piercing sound of police sirens approached from the distance. Police personnel, who had been notified in advance, quickly took over the scene, taking away the two assassins and all the evidence. Chen Fan gave a brief statement, emphasizing the professionalism and danger of the attackers, as well as the potential case of contract killing.

The police official's expression was grave, stating they would take the matter very seriously and conduct a thorough investigation.

After seeing off the police, the sky was beginning to brighten.

Lin Hao accompanied Chen Fan back to the office, still feeling lingering fear. "Fan Zi, that was too dangerous just now! How could you..."

"My reaction speed and physical fitness have recently undergone some... special improvements." Chen Fan didn't go into detail about the meteorite, simply brushing over it. "This was a warning, and also a test. Long Zaitian has gone mad; he can't be judged by common sense."

Chen Fan decided to arrange a meeting with Long Zaitian, fearing that Long Zaitian's madness would harm those around him.