My ability pool is superior to others

After landing, the young man did not hesitate at all and immediately began to kill.

He raised his hand and delivered a thunderous blow, an instantaneous strike exceeding 100 tons, instantly turning a armed special agent into a bloody mist.

He then waved his hand, and the blood mist in the air was not wasted. Under the control of an invisible force, it condensed into a small ball and was absorbed into the young man's body.

Among the security personnel present, there were no skilled fighters, let alone ordinary civilians in the surrounding area.

This leads to a situation where even if young people are playing around, they are like tigers among sheep, and no one can last a single round against them.

After creating nearly ten plumes of blood mist, the young man seemed to have gotten tired of it, or perhaps he felt that this method was not efficient enough.

He stopped throwing a punch, lowered his hands, and briefly gathered his strength.

If you look closely, you'll see traces of blood on the ground beneath the young man's feet, as if the ground is bleeding.

Having gathered his strength, the young man opened his arms as if embracing, his body quickly softening and merging into the blood seeping from the ground.

The next second, under the watchful eyes of countless people around, the once normal street suddenly turned into a pool of blood.

Blood gushed from the ground as if it were free, wave after wave.

A torrent of dark red blood washed over everything on the street, even lifting parked vehicles. The surrounding civilians were powerless to resist and could only watch helplessly as they were engulfed by the raging torrent of blood.

"Requesting reinforcements! Requesting reinforcements!"

"No... Ah!!!"

"Grenades? Does anyone have any grenades?"

The entire special operations team was quickly wiped out.

Faced with a physical entity, they could at least try to fight back by firing their guns.

However, this pool of blood is an opponent that cannot be understood by common sense. Even if the magazine is emptied, it will only add more bullets to the torrent of blood.

……

It is about two blocks away from the area where the blood pool is located.

An SUV and a black sedan were driving one after the other on the road.

Although the entire underground city is currently on military alert, the two vehicles encountered no obstacles while driving on the road because they had changed to the black license plates that were unique to Naobu Shiro. They had green lights all the way.

"Huh? What's going on over there?" Feng Yixuan glanced curiously in the direction of the blood pool.

Li Shan glanced at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

He knew that Feng Yixuan possessed an enhanced hearing ability, which was quite useful in gathering information.

Seeing that they had already put a distance of three or four hundred meters between themselves and the SUV in front, Feng Yixuan thought for a moment and said, "Never mind, it's okay. Let's go back to the city with the captain and the others first. Anyway, these kinds of things happen everywhere. I guess the headquarters has already arranged for people to handle it."

Li Shan shrugged, offering no objection, mainly because he himself was unclear about the specifics of the situation.

The two cars traveled at high speed and made no obstacles along the way, quickly arriving at the City Hall.

A considerable number of people had already gathered in the square in front of the City Hall.

Almost all of them were survivors from nearby livable cities. In fact, at first, it was just some more shrewd people who felt that being close to the city hall would make them safer.

Humans have a natural tendency to follow the crowd; once someone notices what's happening here, they naturally gather around as well.

To be honest, with the City Council building right here, it is indeed much safer than other places. However, after the vehicle was forced to stop, Lu Bai could see through the car window that the City Council had already begun to evacuate the nearby residents.

After all, a large number of people gathering would seriously affect the entry and exit of official personnel, reduce the efficiency of disaster relief, not to mention a series of other potential hidden dangers.

Therefore, we can only make do with the people who have gathered here.

In any case, faced with fully armed soldiers, ordinary people, even if they harbored resentment, dared not actually show it.

They didn't keep Lü Bai and the others waiting outside the crowd for long; soon, staff members came over to guide them into the City Hall building.

Upon entering the building, a sense of urgency and busyness became even more apparent, with everyone rushing around.

"Speaker Xiao is currently in a meeting. He will come to see you all personally as soon as the meeting ends. Please wait here for a moment."

The staff member in charge of guiding us opened the door to a lounge.

The lounge was quite luxuriously decorated, with even a pool table in the middle.

Lu Bai noticed that there were other people in the lounge, so it was clear that it wasn't reserved just for their group.

The others in the lounge were also watching them.

A bald man lying on the sofa called out to the captain of the sixth squadron, "Brother Zhuang, over here! Oh? Principal Pu is here too. You're back to report on the situation as well, right?"

The upper echelons of Vault 9 are a small circle, and they are mostly acquaintances.

The captain of the sixth squadron naturally didn't mince words. He walked into the lounge, glanced around, and said, "It seems everyone here just arrived."

Lu Bai was too lazy to make his presence known in this kind of place, so he simply found a seat and sat down, listening quietly to their idle chatter.

After eavesdropping for a while, Lü Bai realized the identities of the people present.

They were mostly either the captains or vice-captains of Cheng Zhiwu, or the principals and heads of the campus's field affairs department of the Deathmatch Campus.

They may have different positions, but they all have in common that they are all deathmatchers, and among the most formidable deathmatchers in the dungeon.

Of course, a considerable number of people were not all present, presumably because they still had important matters to attend to.

The importance of this group of people in the current situation is self-evident, and the city government cannot afford to overemphasize their importance.

"Are you still mentoring Xiao Li and Xiao Feng in your team? If you ask me, you should let go when it's time to let go, otherwise how can you effectively train newcomers?"

The bald man nodded to Li Shan and Feng Yixuan, speaking in a tone of someone who had been through it all.

Upon hearing this, the captain of the sixth squadron suddenly looked rather strange.

He hesitated for two seconds, then asked, "Old Jiang, haven't you contacted your deputy captain?"

The bald man waved his hand: "He didn't have any merit, yet he was directly appointed as the vice captain. Isn't he just someone the city council arranged to come to my team to gain experience? What's there to connect with?"

The sixth squadron leader glanced at Lü Bai, who was sitting in the corner, without changing his expression: "You haven't even met him, so it's not appropriate for you to make any hasty judgments, is it?"

Just then, the door to the lounge was suddenly pushed open, interrupting what the bald man was about to say.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Speaker Xiao spoke as he walked into the lounge.

The group followed him in single file, making the originally spacious lounge seem rather crowded. (End of Chapter)