341: Chapter 338 In Chaotic Times, Kill the Holy Mother First

"Of... Of course! Mr. Michael, I certainly won't let you down!"

After hanging up the call, the slightly sycophantic smile on Merk's face vanished, replaced by disdain.

"It looks like I still have hope. To deal with such a dangerous element, Old Michael actually still wants to use rubber bullets."

Merk sneered repeatedly in his heart; he had long since ordered everyone to equip live ammunition.

However, this could serve as an excuse to shift the blame later.

"I believe that once the boss sees the exaggerated performance displayed by this crazy guy, she will definitely think about how ridiculous Old Michael's initial decision to use rubber bullets was!"

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On the surface, Genentech appeared calm, but in reality, the interior was already in complete chaos.

"Behave yourself, Mocking Nickname!"

"Li... Mr. Li, what do you mean by this? Hasn't the company been very good to you?"

"Still trying to bullshit me here?"

Li Changsheng said this in Chinese, and he was amused by this guy.

The face hidden beneath the transparent plastic mask was full of mockery.

"Mocking Nickname, you are still alive now thanks to your status. Speak, what are your armed forces' distribution, locations, numbers, and weaponry?"

"Mr. Li! You can't escape! You have no idea what a colossal entity you are facing."

Realizing he couldn't fool the Li before him, Latuoqi stopped hiding it.

In his heart, he was somewhat confused.

Why?

Everything happened too suddenly.

At the time, when he received the order from Merk's superior, he was a bit stunned and didn't react. It wasn't until he actually saw Li Changsheng using the narrow terrain, moving and dodging like a nimble monkey, killing with a single blow every time and quickly resolving all the armed personnel along the way, that he still felt as if he were in a dream, unreal.

Li Changsheng's movements were too fast; in terrain with only one corridor, he was like a god of war, invincible.

He kept dodging bullets or using human flesh as cover.

Coupled with his ability to turn any object into a lethal weapon, the first armed squad that rushed to the laboratory door and prepared to enter was completely routed in about two or three minutes.

"Forget it, you'd better just die!"

Just as Latuoqi was still pondering, a sudden cold voice rang out, and he had just wanted to say something.

Snap~

Fingertips quickly pierced through his throat, and a belly full of words could only be taken into Hell.

Thud~

Kicking the corpse to one side, Li Changsheng straightened his Tang suit, which was somewhat soaked from intense activity.

Along the way, his stamina was definitely consumed immensely. This was something Li Changsheng hadn't considered beforehand; he didn't expect that in a one-versus-many situation, the biggest problem wouldn't be his own safety, but his stamina.

"Mr. Li, can we really leave here alive?"

Dr. Zhang, who was standing in the corner of the elevator, had been silent for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out this sentence.

"Doctor, you've finally spoken. If I hadn't heard you talk before, I would have suspected you lacked that function."

Listening to Li Changsheng's words, Dr. Zhang smiled; he knew this was the other party trying to alleviate his nervous mood.

"Whether we can leave alive, I don't know; I only need to do my best. There is an ancient saying: 'Use the capable to strike the incapable, use trained soldiers to drive the masses and disciples, therefore win battles, and win every battle.'

Doctor, you are an educated man; you should know about the Qi Jiji of the Warring States period.

This was a group of ancient special forces supported by a kingdom; only the brave could be part of it. A thousand-man unit like this once destroyed the arrogant Wei Wu soldiers.

Although they were eventually defeated by the Qin army, it is undeniable that this was an army that could stand on par with them."

"Mr. Li, what are you trying to say?" Dr. Zhang frowned, not understanding what this meant. "Are you trying to say that no matter how strong you are, you are inferior in front of an army?"

"Heh, no!"

Li Changsheng smiled and shook his head, leaving Dr. Zhang somewhat speechless, though his mood was eased once again.

"I'm not comparing myself to the Qi Jiji, they are."

As he spoke, Li Changsheng kicked the corpse on the ground, "And I am Lord Wu'an. Break armor, bury alive, kill those who block me!"

"Mr. Li probably wasn't a soldier before, right?" Dr. Zhang looked at the young man in front of him.

The other party's change in temperament was very distinct; when killing, he was like a god of slaughter on the battlefield, and when peaceful, he was like a humble gentleman.

Moreover, the other party's tone of voice was completely different from the military men in his impression.

"No."

"Then your murderous intent is a bit heavy. What exactly have you experienced in the past? I think you should see a psychiatrist after you get out," Dr. Zhang suggested sincerely.

"No need. I am a martial artist. In the eyes of ordinary people, there are two types of martial artists. But in my opinion, there are three.

One type is martial arts performance, one is modern practical combat, and the third is ancient killing techniques."

Li Changsheng shook his head.

"So... Mr. Li is the third type? Why do you martial artists say martial arts are killing techniques?"

As a biological expert, he completely didn't understand so-called martial artists. In his view, the third type Li Changsheng mentioned seemed to be a very distant and ancient term.

"Because I said, these are ancient killing techniques. In ancient times, martial arts were for self-defense, and to protect one's home and country, one needed to kill!

If you think that now I only know modern combat and performance, would you and I still be able to stand here alive and chat?"

"This..."

"Alright, I am not a homicidal maniac. I have my own Dao when I kill, and here, I think you know better than anyone how many people they have harmed."

Li Changsheng shook his head. This Dr. Zhang was still somewhat benevolent, somewhat of a saintly person.

No wonder they say in troubled times, kill the saintly first. Previously, Li Changsheng didn't take this internet joke seriously, but now he had some realization.

It was fortunate that he wasn't one of Zhou Guoli's men; otherwise, if he had really listened to this Dr. Zhang and been soft-hearted when attacking, he would be dead in a life-or-death moment.

"Alright, we're here."

"Huh? Isn't this negative tenth floor? We..."

"I said, you don't need to ask too much."

Li Changsheng turned his head and stared at Dr. Zhang.

At this moment, Dr. Zhang felt a chill rush straight to the top of his head, and his body couldn't help but feel a bit cold. The gaze of the person in front of him seemed as if he would really kill him the next moment.

Turning his gaze away, Li Changsheng turned and walked out of the elevator. Only then did Dr. Zhang gasp heavily.

He finally understood that in novels and romances, when some people can scare others out of their wits with just a look, it might not be an exaggeration.

The look in Li Changsheng's eyes just now was like a cold executioner, just like a professional butcher.

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"Sigh, Old Zhang, have you noticed? It seems there are a lot fewer people."

At this moment, Old Chen, who had just walked out of the dining area, nudged Zhang Zhao beside him, signaling towards those armed personnel.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhao's expression suddenly became serious. He glanced at Old Chen, who seemed oblivious, and smiled.

"Old Chen, the big deal is coming soon, you can't back out!"

"Hey, Old Zhang, what are you saying? For a big deal, I wouldn't get off the boat even if you begged me, don't even think about making me give up."