Clock Tower

The blood flowing from the cracks in the walls rapidly spread, completely enveloping the entire hall and preventing any disturbances within from reaching the outside. It even overrode the squad's original barrier.

At the same time, the woman in black standing beside Zhang Chen spread her hands. A black barrier, similar to the one she had used against Shijia at the very beginning, enveloped the area, making it impossible for anyone present to leave.

This development alarmed the members of the 18th Squad. After all, they were absolutely incapable of accomplishing something like this.

Basang, having already witnessed Zhang Chen's extraordinary methods before, was particularly shocked. Liao Kui looked on with admiration, while Yu Ming narrowed his eyes slightly and observed Zhang Chen's methods with great curiosity.

"Captain Zhang Chen, your methods are extraordinary. You aren't planning to secretly kill our squad here, are you? Still, I, Wen Bin, won't be so easy to kill." Wen Bin, dressed in a Zhongshan suit with slicked-back hair, was not nervous in the slightest.

"Since Mr. Wen Bin wants something tangible, I'll show you."

"Mm. But this level of strength is probably still insufficient to challenge the Four Emperors. If you can kill me within three moves, I'll accept this deal. How about it?"

"Captain!" As soon as Wen Bin said this, the squad members behind him grew tense. Zhang Chen had demonstrated immense strength.

"It's fine!" Wen Bin raised his right arm, signaling for the members behind him not to move.

He rolled up his sleeve and withdrew a brush with a jade-green shaft from his waist. His sharp gaze fixed on Zhang Chen. "Please."

"Excuse me."

Zhang Chen vanished directly before Wen Bin's eyes. Wen Bin pointed the brush forward into empty space, and the space around him began to distort