The appearance of dozens of large helicopters from the Duan Regiment instantly sent the atmosphere at the scene soaring, and it also confirmed Chu Han's words.
The Shangjing Base higher-ups in the VIP seats were all dumbstruck, staring in disbelief at the Duan Regiment, which had appeared here as well.
Chu Han had always refused to play by the rules, so it was perfectly normal for him to show up here and kill his way into the conference. But Duan Jiangwei of Duan Family Base?
Was that kid trying to rebel too?!
"Men! Mobilize every soldier Shangjing Base has!" In a furious rage, Chen Ci made his decision. "Kill them all!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, all the Shangjing Base soldiers swarmed over. The soldiers already present at the conference had acted even sooner, charging straight toward Chu Han on the stage.
Fan wanted to make her move as well, but before she could even take her first step—
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out. A bullet plunged directly into the ground before her, landing only millimeters from her toes, and that was only because Fan had reacted instantly and retreated two steps.
Otherwise...
That bullet would already have blasted through one of her feet!
Fan gritted her teeth hard. Drawing on her professional expertise, she instantly determined the general direction from which the bullet had come. She lifted her eyes and glared coldly at a distant building.
On its rooftop, Chen Shaoye sat in the middle of several different types of guns, firing shots as the situation demanded.
"Damn it! That woman's reflexes are way too sharp, aren't they? As expected of an Eighth Order New Human. She's one order above me—there's a rank suppression here!" Chen Shaoye muttered to himself in irritation.
Pulling the trigger from this position, he would