Terrorist Attack, Eternal Night King

At that moment, the final layer of security had been opened.

The man in the leather jacket was ecstatic. This was the master account for the entire Sky Tower.

By previous estimates, Sky Tower's weekly revenue exceeded one billion Federal Currency.

Once he got it, fine food, fine drinks, beautiful women—he could have anything he wanted.

However, the moment he saw what was before him, his entire body froze.

The account balance was actually zero.

What was going on?

Damn it, he had been tricked!

The man in the leather jacket blanked out for a moment, then his pupils contracted. He sprang to his feet and charged toward the glass curtain wall.

At the same time, a layer of silver armor rapidly emerged from beneath his skin and covered his entire body.

"Why the rush?"

A somewhat familiar voice suddenly rang out.

It was as though the man in the leather jacket had slammed into an invisible wall. His body was sent flying backward.

With a bang, he crashed into the wall.

A wave of intense pain surged through him, as though every bone in his body had shattered.

A figure stood directly in the path he had to take to escape.

This person was Sky Tower's supervisor.

Chunks of heavy armor appeared around him, gradually covering his entire body.

The iron-gray armor gave off a faint sheen.

It radiated a solid, heavy aura.

Two purple and six black soul rings rose from beneath his feet, dazzlingly brilliant.

"An Eight-ring Soul Douluo, a Three-character Battle Armor Master!"

The man in the leather jacket blurted it out.

He had never imagined that this supervisor was actually a Soul Douluo.

"Known as the Mental Control Master, a master criminal, a Two-character Battle Armor Master, and one of the Twelve Envoys of the City of Sin—Zhan Jing."

The supervisor spoke calmly.

As his words fell, the staff members who had previously collapsed all got back to their feet.

They swiftly equipped their Miniature Mecha.

Then they raised their Soul Guidance Ray Guns and aimed them at the mental-crime master, Zhan Jing.

Zhan Jing struggled to slowly rise from the floor, his expression utterly grim.

"Who exactly are you?"

This man was not Sky Tower's real supervisor.

"How did you know our target was Sky Tower?"

Ye Feng replied calmly.

"The terrorist attacks and high-tech crimes you've committed have caused devastating losses to the Federation and harmed the public. We've had our eyes on you for a long time.

Scum of the City of Sin, sooner or later, we'll wipe you out completely. Surrender now!"

Ye Feng waved a hand.

"Take him down!"

Warriors from the Fierce Dragon Special Operations Group immediately rushed forward to seize Zhan Jing.

"First squad, have the vehicles been secured?"

Ye Feng immediately contacted his subordinates.

"Secured. Remote interference has been lifted!"

His deputy's response came from the other end.

"Good. Very good!"

For this operation, Ye Feng had deployed three hundred warriors from the Fierce Dragon Special Operations Group.

They had long since sealed off every key route.

Preparations for this had begun months ago.

At least dozens of criminals had already been captured.

"Beep—beep—beep!"

A piercing alarm suddenly sounded.

In an instant, all lights below the hundredth floor went out.

"What's going on?"

Ye Feng froze for a moment, then cried out in alarm.

"Hahahaha..."

At that moment, Zhan Jing burst into laughter.

Ye Feng's communicator rang. He answered it without hesitation.

"Hello, Captain Ye."

A deep voice sounded through the communicator.

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Who are you?"

He recognized instantly that this was definitely not one of his subordinates.

Could the other party actually infiltrate the military's internal communications system?

"In the City of Sin, everyone calls me the Eternal Night King.

Right now, there are a total of twelve thousand, three hundred and forty-five civilians inside Sky Tower, and all of them are under our control.

There are one hundred and sixty of us from the City of Sin inside Sky Tower. They have planted bombs at every gravity support point in the building, and we have also cut off its internal Soul Guidance power supply.

We have sealed the entrances. The people inside cannot get out at all. I'll give you five minutes to think. Either release Zhan Jing, take your people, and withdraw from the Think Tank Center.

Or every last one of you will be buried with Zhan Jing."

When he spoke the final sentence, the Eternal Night King gritted his teeth, his voice filled with madness.

"Bastard!"

Ye Feng roared, his expression turning incomparably ugly.

He had never expected things to turn out like this.

There were more than ten thousand civilians. If Sky Tower were blown up, the consequences would be unthinkable.

"Captain Ye, you have four minutes left to consider!"

The communication cut off, and the voice abruptly ceased.

"Damn it!"

Ye Feng trembled with rage. He suddenly turned and threw a punch into Zhan Jing's face, sending him flying.

He slammed into a distant wall.

As he slid down, Zhan Jing spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

Even with his face twisted in pain, he burst into laughter.

His expression was both savage and crazed.

As though he had thought of something, Ye Feng hurriedly contacted his subordinates, only to discover that all communications had indeed been completely cut off.

Even the military's internal signals had been severed.

At this moment, they were completely isolated!

Only then did he understand that the City of Sin's goal in this operation was the Digital Currency within the central bank's main system.

The wealth of the powerful families behind Sky Tower was the City of Sin's true target.

It was an astronomical sum!

But did he have a choice?

Trampoline park.

Nan Xuanyu had been bouncing around happily for an hour.

But just then, all the lights suddenly went out.

As Nan Xuanyu fell, Mama Nan Cheng caught him.

At the same time, the alarm began to sound.

Screams and cries of alarm rose one after another as people rushed toward the emergency exits.

"Bzzzz!"

"Zzt! Zzt! Zzt!"

The sounds of Soul Guidance Ray Guns rang out.

Beams of light crisscrossed through the dark trampoline park.

The screams grew even louder.

Nan Cheng instinctively shielded Nan Xuanyu beneath her body.

"Mom, where's Teacher Nana?"

Nan Xuanyu asked anxiously.

"I'm here!"

Before Nan Cheng could answer, Nana flashed over to the mother and son.

She reached out and took little Xuanyu's hand.

Nan Xuanyu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had insisted on bringing Teacher Nana along today.

Nana and Nan Cheng shielded Nan Xuanyu between them and crouched beneath a trampoline.

"You did well."

Nana looked at Nan Cheng and spoke softly.

A mother became strong for her child. Nan Cheng had immediately shielded Nan Xuanyu with her body just now. She had done very well.

"Everyone, do not move! Anyone who moves will be killed!"

At that moment, a cold voice came through a Soul Guidance loudspeaker.

For a time, the children's crying and groaning filled the air.

"A terrorist attack?"

Nana looked at Nan Cheng, confusion in her eyes.

"Most likely!"

Nan Cheng's breathing was somewhat ragged as she tightly held Nan Xuanyu in her arms, terrified of drawing attention.

Several buzzing sounds rang out, and beams of light suddenly descended from above, illuminating the trampoline park.

Figures in Miniature Mecha floated in midair. Their bodies were entirely black, and the searchlights shining down happened to illuminate the three of them.

"Kill all soul masters!"

Following the command, more than a dozen beams of light descended from above and shot toward Nan Xuanyu's group.

No soul master could be allowed to live.

They had to ensure that there was not the slightest unexpected variable.

These three had to die!

Nan Cheng cried out in alarm as rings of soul rings rapidly rose from beneath her feet.

They were six purple soul rings.

Her face was full of panic. To protect her son, she instinctively wanted to strike.

"I'll do it."

But at that moment, Nana's delicate hand patted her shoulder, and she rose to her feet.