Autobots, Transform!

"Got him?"

Jiang Jin, who had been pacing restlessly around the office, suddenly turned around. "For real?"

"I saw him with my own eyes in the video. It was that kid—I'd recognize him even if he were burned to ash!" Qi Qin assured him. "Apparently, he showed up on his own when they were trying to catch that little girl... Damn it, after taking so long, I thought something had happened."

Jiang Jin could not help standing up. After thinking for a long while, he paced back and forth across the office before nodding forcefully.

"Excellent. Ming Zai did a good job with this."

He pointed at the burly man by the office door. The man gave a hearty laugh without saying anything. Then the old man continued, "Get yourselves ready. I'll contact 'them.' Once they arrive, send him over immediately, so nothing unexpected happens.

"Once this is done, you won't be short on money or goods. Make sure you put your hearts into it! Bai Yi, you get ready too. Don't let that little bastard cook up any schemes."

"Understood, Boss." In the shadows cast by the corner lights, the slightly gaunt man nodded.

After making the call, Jiang Jin returned to his chair. When he turned back to look at the traffic streaming outside the window, he could no longer hold back his smile. If that kid really is a Chosen Summoner... then this time, I'll make a killing!

He leaned back in his chair and found a comfortable position, admiring the scenery on the bridge outside. Whenever he did this, he felt as though the whole of Yacheng lay within arm's reach.

It was intoxicating.

The elevated roadway ran right beside him, with cars constantly passing and noise everywhere, but the transportation was convenient, with roads leading in every direction. If anything happened, escaping would be easy.

Still, after today, perhaps he could consider moving somewhere better. If he managed to land the Security Bureau's outsourcing contract, perhaps he could climb another rung...

But then, all of a sudden, he saw a faint red glow rise from among the neon lights outside the window, flickering uncertainly.

Like a flying bird.

It soared through the night sky, then drew close and peered down through the window.

It was a...

"Drone?"

Jiang Jin froze for a moment. He instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but the camera drone Ji Jue had snatched from Laila quickly climbed higher.

It cleared the way.

Then, a shrill horn rapidly grew louder—from a tiny sound to a deafening blast—as two dazzling headlights appeared alongside it!

At that moment, on the elevated bridge outside the window, a battered van suddenly accelerated amid the stream of traffic. Its four tires spun madly, screeching against the road and nearly throwing off sparks.

Then, with a sudden turn and burst of speed, it flipped over the guardrail in the middle of the road. After crossing through the traffic in the opposite lanes, it continued forward without losing momentum, crushing the broken railing beneath it. Its raised front end rolled over the edge of the elevated roadway and shot out!

It was practically a hurdler in motion, agile to an unbelievable degree.

It roared through the air!

It flew toward the building standing in the night more than ten meters away!

The blinding headlights switched to high beams, like a monster's eyes. Beyond the glass, the vehicle rapidly grew larger, larger, and larger...

"Run!"

Jiang Jin did not even have time to tell whether the van looked familiar. Instinct took over, and he bolted. At the critical moment, his bodyguard Bai Yi reached out and grabbed him. Moving at an astonishing speed, he dragged him straight out of the office.

Only Qi Qin remained rooted to the spot. He stared blankly at the rapidly enlarging headlights and instinctively reached out, crying desperately, "Help—"

Boom!!!

The floor-to-ceiling windows shattered into pieces. Under the van's shell-like impact, they transformed into a downpour of glass that scattered in every direction. The uninvited guest that had descended from the sky had already smashed straight through the entire office!

It crashed down!

With unstoppable force, it crushed the expensive Huanghuali Wood Desk. It seemed to roll straight over someone as well. The tires came off, but its momentum still refused to stop. Only after smashing through half a wall did it finally come to an abrupt halt.

Dust and thick smoke churned through the air. After the tremendous impact, all that remained was a song echoing endlessly through the silence.

A cheerful anthem blaring from the car radio.

Singing of a beautiful life and a beautiful future!

Outside the door, Jiang Jin's expression twitched. Before he could even understand what had happened, his gaze was drawn to the blood-soaked face beneath the van.

Qi Qin vomited blood in great mouthfuls and struggled to reach a hand toward him, his lips opening and closing.

It seemed he was begging for something.

But then a foot planted itself on his face and ground downward.

With a crack, he fell silent.

"Everyone, please don't be afraid. We're the peace-loving Autobots!"

Within the dispersing smoke, a young face gradually emerged. He introduced himself to Jiang Jin with overflowing enthusiasm: "I'm Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots. I've come here specially to take you all to Cybertron to celebrate the New Year and watch the Spring Festival Gala. We can all~ make dumplings together~!"

Bang!

Before they could react, lethal, venomous Blazing Light erupted from the fading smoke.

It seemed to bloom dozens of lines of fire from thin air in an instant, piercing through the dense smoke and dust before howling outward!

Lu Feng held a Defender-9 Submachine Gun, a street-fighting weapon highly praised by both the Federation Empire and terrorists alike. It was easy to maintain, rugged, stable, and reliable.

It used nine-millimeter rounds with a modified forty-five-round magazine.

He held down the trigger. In the gap—already point-blank range by battlefield standards—all forty-five rounds were emptied in less than three seconds!

Amid the short, continuous thunderclaps, Lu Feng swept the muzzle of his gun across the room, locking tightly onto the fleeing figure clutching his head. All of a sudden, Ji Jue heard screams and shrieks erupting without pause.

Outside the door, the underlings who still had no idea what was happening did not even have time to show their faces before they collapsed cleanly to the floor, like wheat bending beneath the wind.

Lu Feng discarded the empty submachine gun, reached behind him, drew another one, and pulled the trigger!

With his left hand, he took a Stun Grenade from his pocket, expertly bit off the safety ring, and tossed it along the floor. The grenade rolled, struck the corner of the wall outside the door, and disappeared into a blind spot before exploding with a thunderous bang, bringing a fresh wave of stimulation and surprise to the trash who had been lucky enough to survive.

"Kill him! Kill him!!!" Protected by his subordinates, Jiang Jin roared and howled with bloodshot eyes.

Right in front of him, a burly man spread his arms wide.

He shielded Jiang Jin, standing directly before Lu Feng's muzzle.

He absorbed more than sixty percent of the bullets head-on!

His skin had turned silver-white, like metal. Sharp metal spikes and crystals grew from his body and spread across the surface, transforming into heavy armor.

And on the most vulnerable part of his body, his face, a hideous Ghost Mask had appeared!

Metalization!

He was a Chosen One of the Wasteland Ruins Path. Ji Jue did not know what Matrix he possessed, but his rank was definitely higher than Ji Jue's. Ordinary bullets could not break through the layer of defense on his body, which was even stronger than bulletproof armor!

Of course, he was nothing compared to Wen Jie—Ji Jue really wanted to say that. But after experiencing one of their joint rampages, he understood the terrifying gap between himself and her even more clearly.

An opponent who did not even count as a hair to her was already enough to slaughter him hundreds of times over!

"Feng Ge, the Stun Grenades! Don't stop!"

Ji Jue shouted.

The earlier flash and violent concussion had clearly left the enemy temporarily sluggish and dazed. But since they had him restrained for the moment, they might as well control him until he was dead!

Lu Feng clearly understood this principle even better than Ji Jue. He strode forward through the blood and spent shell casings, emptied the submachine gun, and then drew the Annihilator Shotgun from his back.

The shells it fired were Slugs specially prepared for high-defense targets like this!

The booming gunfire continued without end.

With every shell casing that flew away, another huge dent appeared in the burly man's armor. Deformed fragments either shot into the air or embedded themselves in the armor. The terrifying impact actually pushed him slowly backward!

"Bai Yi—"

The Chosen One beneath the Ghost Mask shouted hoarsely.

Outside the office, in the wreckage-strewn area, the Chosen One who had dragged Jiang Jin into a corner finally let out a sigh of relief. He turned around, raised a hand to his lips, and blew a silent whistle.

Beneath the flashing lights, the shadows boiled.

They writhed, gathered, and drew together, astonishingly taking solid form. They outlined a bizarre monster with six legs and eight arms that squirmed constantly. It seemed weightless as it shot straight toward Lu Feng.

The bullets tore a massive hole through it on impact, but the Shadow Beast's wound immediately closed. Aside from consuming a little Spiritual Substance, it was practically unharmed!

After one attack accomplished nothing, Lu Feng had already withdrawn his gaze and focused intently on suppressing the Ghost Mask Chosen One in front of him.

He did not even spare the Shadow Beast a glance!

Meanwhile, inside the office behind him, the steel construct that had been waiting impatiently flew out without even needing Ji Jue to wave.

The Little Lamb, which looked more like a dog than a sheep, suddenly leaped into the air. Its shell split apart midair, and countless mechanical modules shifted and ground against one another. Before the rotation had even ended, it had transformed into a hideous Dragon Blood monster and let out a thunderous roar!

Although its roar sounded no different from a horn, at least it could not lose out in sheer momentum.

Thus, it crashed into the Shadow Beast, which was completely unafraid of piercing attacks. The two fell from the air. The Shadow Beast trembled violently and silently shrieked as its limbs whipped out and wrapped around its opponent, transforming into blades. It seemed to tear the monster into four pieces in an instant—but then a harsh grinding sound rang out, and sparks burst in every direction!

Perhaps Lawrence had been right. The Wasteland Ruins Path was material itself, a trace left behind by dragons.

The Little Cow and Horse, fused with Dragon Blood, looked like a plastic motorcycle, but the toughness of its true body had already surpassed that of countless special alloys in the world! Even if it charged head-on into a fully loaded South Wind Truck, it could punch straight through it, leaving behind a motorcycle-shaped hole!

Of course, whether Ji Jue, riding on top of it, would be alive or dead afterward was another matter...

At that moment, the Little Cow and Horse was in its strongest unmanned form. For the unlimited chicken-leg feast Ji Jue had promised, it had gone completely berserk!

Chicken legs—awesome!

Unlimited chicken legs—unlimited awesomeness!!!

Amid the sharp horn that echoed endlessly, its five claws tore and raked furiously, dragging the Shadow Beast through rolls and collisions before devouring and ripping into it.

The Shadow Beast was clearly made of Spiritual Substance that ordinary matter could barely damage, yet beneath the bite of that enormous maw, it actually began to panic and fear.

Its damaged limbs and body could not recover!?

"Fuck your mother!!!"

Amid the Annihilator Shotgun's relentless bombardment, the armored Chosen One, Ming Yan, roared in fury.

As the repeated Stun Grenades left him dizzy, the steel crystals covering his body suddenly surged again. They formed a massive shield over his bent arm, constantly breaking apart and repairing themselves.

He raised the shield in front of him and pushed against the barrage of Slugs, advancing step by step toward Lu Feng.

The smile beneath the Ghost Mask grew increasingly ferocious.

But at that moment, Lu Feng actually lowered the muzzle. Without hesitation, he tossed aside the Shotgun, whose barrel was nearly glowing red, and raised both hands.

"Feng Ge, it's done."

When Ji Jue's voice came through the earpiece, Lu Feng had already executed an utterly precise, smooth motion: he covered his head and dropped to his knees, both elbows touching the ground as if bowing before a god or Buddha...

It was the standard, maddeningly perfect prone position for evading artillery fire!