Could... could a human really do something like this?
Her voice trembled, her words coming faster and faster, carrying an almost crazed excitement.
This would be the biggest exclusive of her journalism career. A promotion, a raise, the peak of her life—all of it was waiting for her tonight.
She stared fixedly at the twenty-second-floor window, vaguely seeing something flickering inside.
In the twenty-second-floor corridor, the director and the soldiers were still staring at the stairwell. They had no idea the real threat was no longer there.
Suddenly, the enormous glass curtain wall exploded with a deafening crash, fragments pouring down like a torrential rain.
Tianyi drifted in through the shattered window. Behind him floated countless metal fragments—rebar, screws, broken chair frames, pipes from inside the walls—all suspended behind him like the wings of the Shinigami.
The special forces reacted quickly. Their gun barrels instantly swung around, bullets pouring out like a storm.
The captain pulled the trigger, the muzzle flash from his assault rifle illuminating the entire floor. The anti-tank soldier dropped to one knee, shouldering an AT4 launcher as the crosshairs in his scope settled on that black figure.
Tianyi raised his right hand and lightly spread his fingers. Every bullet froze in midair, trembling violently before abruptly flying back.
The agents firing their weapons did not even have time to dodge before their own bullets pierced their chests.
The captain's tactical helmet was blown off by a bullet. His eyes widened, and he died with them still open.
The AT4 gunner was about to pull the trigger when a thumb-thick length of rebar pierced his arm, sending the launcher falling from his grasp.
Tianyi pressed his hand downward. Hundreds of lengths of rebar behind him erupted at once—every agent in the corridor fell in less than two