196: Chapter 196 Special Execution Order? Let's ask Tiangong-1 if they agree first.

The plaza was deathly silent.

Suddenly, a man rushed out.

He was in his forties.

Thin, sallow-faced, and the gray badge on his chest hadn't even warmed up yet.

He knelt down toward the sky with a thud.

"Leaders!"

"The honest officials have arrived!"

"Save us!"

He kowtowed while crying out.

"Lin Yuan is running a tyranny!"

"He divides us into different classes!"

"The smell of meat has been wafting out of his building!"

"Leaders, you must stand up for the people!"

In the crowd, the eyes of a few new survivors flickered.

But more of the veteran survivors lowered their heads.

Some even quietly moved half a step to the side.

An old man looked at Captain Han Xue on the wall, then glanced at Fat Dragon.

His lips moved slightly.

"Idiot."

These two words weren't spoken aloud.

But everyone around understood.

Captain Han Xue stood at the edge of the high platform.

The wind blew against the combat uniform on her shoulders.

She didn't fire her gun.

She just walked down the steps, step by step.

The man was still shouting.

"Leaders!"

"They even hit people!"

"This place isn't a shelter at all; it's Lin Yuan's private kingdom!"

Captain Han Xue stopped in front of him.

"Name."

The man froze.

"I... I'm Sun Dayong."

Captain Han Xue turned on her body camera.

"Sun Dayong."

"Gray-level basic laborer, seven days in the camp."

"Received thirty-five portions of porridge, seven portions of compressed biscuits, one cotton quilt, and one tube of frostbite ointment."

Sun Dayong's expression changed.

"What do you mean?"

Captain Han Xue's voice was steady.

"Cloud Top Palace does not restrict departure."

"But during a threat from the enemy, you accused the shelter to external armed forces, attempting to guide external forces to take over the camp."

"Determined to be a betrayal of the shelter."

Sun Dayong panicked.

"Did you hear that!"

"She wants to kill me to silence me!"

On the helicopter, the broadcast went silent for a moment.

It seemed to be waiting for the situation below to be handled.

Captain Han Xue continued, "I won't kill you."

Sun Dayong was delighted.

The next second.

Captain Han Xue looked at Fat Dragon.

"Expel him."

"Before expulsion, the usual rules."

"Liquidate his rations."

Fat Dragon grinned.

"Understood."

Two burly men stepped forward and directly pinned Sun Dayong down.

Sun Dayong finally knew fear.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm not leaving!"

"I was wrong! Captain Han Xue! I was wrong!"

Fat Dragon kicked him in the stomach.

"Eating Mr. Lin's food while cursing Mr. Lin's pot."

"You've got quite the mouth on you."

Sun Dayong was beaten until he curled up.

The third punch landed.

He vomited with a wail.

The crowd backed away.

No one shouted about honest officials anymore.

Captain Han Xue looked at everyone.

"If you want to leave, register."

"If you want to complain, go outside and do it."

"Eating here while handing knives to the enemy."

"This is the outcome."

Sun Dayong was dragged toward the outer circle gate.

A damp trail was left on the snow.

The helicopter descended slowly.

The cabin door opened.

A team wearing black combat uniforms rappelled to the ground.

After landing, they quickly dispersed.

Their gun barrels were lowered.

Their formation was very stable.

The leader was an officer.

In his thirties.

His shoulder insignia was clean, and his back was straight.

He looked up at the plaza and frowned.

"The law enforcement here is very unique."

Captain Han Xue didn't reply.

The Inner Circle gate opened.

The person who walked out wasn't Lin Yuan.

It was Su Xiaonuan.

She wore a black butler uniform.

White gloves.

Her height only reached Qin Yumo's shoulder.

Behind her, Qin Yumo held her blade.

Su Muxue wore a white lab coat, with faint cold air on her fingertips.

Someone in the capital team chuckled.

"Is this broad even one point five meters tall?"

"Is she even five feet tall?"

"Sending a minor to negotiate?"

The leading officer raised his hand.

The laughter stopped.

He looked at Su Xiaonuan.

"Officer Wei Zheng."

"National Emergency Response Team, Special Executive Division."

"Ordered to liaise with Lin Yuan."

Su Xiaonuan walked to the center of the plaza.

She lifted her chin slightly.

She politely extended her right hand.

"Mr. Lin is currently handling business."

"I am Su Xiaonuan."

"Tiangong No. 1 Logistics and Internal Affairs General Administrator."

"Authorized by Mr. Lin, I have full authority to represent him."

Officer Wei Zheng glanced at her hand.

He didn't take it.

"General Administrator?"

"Miss Su, I am talking about a national special executive order."

"Not an administrative notice from your company."

Su Xiaonuan withdrew her hand.

"Tiangong No. 1 does not accept verbal orders."

"Please present the paper documents, authorization chain, scope of execution, and purpose of the mission."

Officer Wei Zheng narrowed his eyes.

A tall, thin man beside him stepped forward half a step.

He pretended to hand over the documents in his hand.

But his eyes were fixed on Su Xiaonuan.

Invisible Mental Energy pressed over.

Su Xiaonuan's head felt heavy.

It felt like water had been stuffed into her ears.

The figure in front of her swayed.

She bit the tip of her tongue.

The taste of blood spread in her mouth.

She didn't retreat even half a step.

Qin Yumo's eyes changed.

Su Muxue was faster than her.

Whoosh!

An ice arrow flew past Officer Wei Zheng's ear.

It pinned the tall, thin man's shoulder.

The man groaned.

The mental pressure was broken on the spot.

The next moment.

Qin Yumo was already standing behind him.

The blade pressed against his neck.

Her red hair rose in the snow.

The capital team instantly raised their guns.

The onboard machine guns on the three helicopters also aimed down simultaneously.

On the walls of Tiangong No. 1.

Clatter.

The barrels of all automatic machine gun turrets lowered.

Dark gun barrels aimed at the plaza, and red dots covered everyone from the capital team.

Tang Qiqi shouted from the energy cabin.

"Shield charging at seventy percent!"

Liu Qing's voice cut in from the broadcast.

"All anti-aircraft firepower is locked on."

Officer Wei Zheng's expression finally changed.

His gaze shifted from Su Xiaonuan's face.

He swept over Qin Yumo's blade.

He swept over the cold air condensing on Su Muxue's fingertips.

And then swept over that row of machine gun turrets on the wall.

His finger slowly loosened from outside the trigger guard.

Touching this short woman.

Meant starting a war.

Officer Wei Zheng took a deep breath.

"A misunderstanding."

Su Muxue walked to Su Xiaonuan's side and checked her pupils.

"Mental shock."

"The intensity wasn't high."

Qin Yumo pressed the blade down a fraction.

Blood seeped from the tall, thin man's neck.

Officer Wei Zheng said in a deep voice, "Release him."

Su Xiaonuan raised her head.

Her face was still a bit pale.

But her voice was clear.

"Officer Wei."

"We welcomed you as guests."

"But after landing, you attacked the negotiator."

"You call this a misunderstanding?"

Officer Wei Zheng was just about to speak.

The temperature in the plaza dropped sharply.

The air behind Su Xiaonuan condensed into white fog.

Water vapor gathered.

A chill pressed down.

A figure walked out of the fog.

Black clothes.

Cold eyes.

Exactly like Lin Yuan.

Only his skin was paler.

His eyes seemed to be frozen.

Su Xiaonuan was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Lin..."

The Mirror Doppelganger stood in front of her.

It didn't answer.

It lifted its eyes and looked at that Mental-type Awakened Ones.

A chaotic and massive pressure exploded.

Like a tidal wave rushing back.

Or like an ice sheet collapsing.

The tall, thin man knelt down on the spot.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"SS..."

He couldn't finish his sentence; his throat was choked.

Officer Wei Zheng's back went cold.

He had seen Superpower rampages before.

But this "Lin Yuan" in front of him gave him a worse feeling.

Like a reservoir frozen into ice.

Ready to explode at any moment.

The capital's intelligence was wrong.

Lin Yuan wasn't just Water-type and Space-type.

He also possessed a stranger ability.

What was worse.

This state was like a cultivation deviation.

A rational hegemon can negotiate.

An out-of-control monster only knows how to kill.

Officer Wei Zheng immediately holstered his gun.

Stood at attention.

Saluted.

"Mr. Lin."

"We have no malicious intent!"

Five thousand people in the plaza watched this scene.

The capital officer who was so high and mighty just a moment ago.

Was now saluting Lin Yuan.

No one looked at the direction Sun Dayong was dragged away anymore.

And no one felt aggrieved about the gray badge anymore.

Su Xiaonuan stood behind the Mirror Doppelganger, her breathing slowly steadying.

She smelled a familiar scent.

Not jasmine.

It was the cold, hard sense of security on Lin Yuan.

She lowered her head and clipped the record board back together.

The Mirror Doppelganger slowly raised its hand.

Qin Yumo sheathed her blade.

The tall, thin man collapsed in the snow, gasping for air.

Officer Wei Zheng didn't go to help him up.

The Mirror Doppelganger looked at the three helicopters.

Its voice was very cold.

"Give me the best excuse you can come up with."

"Otherwise."

It lifted its eyes.

Its gaze swept over Officer Wei Zheng, and also over the sky.

"You won't need to return to the capital."