"Mr. Jin, I warn you not to act rashly!"
The blond prison guard had clearly realized something was wrong. He drew the stun gun from his waist and tremblingly aimed it at the monstrous old man.
Yet the old man remained utterly calm, even elegant in his movements.
He stretched out his hands and tore apart the iron shackles on his limbs as though crushing tofu, kneading them into scrap.
Then he rose to his feet.
He yanked the anesthetic needle from the back of his neck in one motion.
His towering body moved forward slowly, step by step, approaching the prison guard whose soul had already fled in terror, bringing suffocating pressure with him.
The monstrous old man smiled. "Officer Stephen, thank you for taking care of me all these years."
Then—
He reached out, pressed down on the guard's shoulder, and forcibly tore off his head.
Splat.
The cell door opened automatically. Outside lay a vast looping corridor, with dozens of separate cells lining both sides.
Bzzz!
A prison guard in the distance pulled the trigger, and a high-voltage current of tens of millions of volts struck the monstrous old man.
Yet it only produced a puff of blue smoke, not even leaving the slightest mark on his skin.
The monstrous old man merely strolled forward and tore the guard's body apart.
He looked around and saw even more guards trapped in the corridor or offices, unable to open the electronic doors.
Only Attendant's voice sounded through the hall speakers. "Follow my plan. Lead these criminals from the prison and attack the target once every five hours. I want to leave him no chance to catch his breath."
The monstrous old man smiled faintly and sighed. "Have I really grown old? Are hackers nowadays already this omnipotent in