At this moment, the night was pitch-black, and only scattered streetlights remained along the roads.
Deep within the entrance of this small alley.
"Not bad. Whether it's this combat experience or psionic power, I can use them both quite skillfully..."
"Now, start timing."
After standing still to familiarize himself with his much nimbler body, Wang Zhong took out the [Disposable Disguise Mask] with his right hand and put it on. The mask quickly conformed to the contours of his face. Then, after a flash of white light, an ordinary middle-aged face replaced Wang Zhong's true appearance.
Next, Wang Zhong slowly walked out of the alley entrance. He first glanced around the street, and only after confirming there were no pedestrians did he head toward the entrance of the apartment building.
Twenty-three seconds later.
Wang Zhong arrived at the door of Mien's rented apartment.
An intelligent electronic door lock.
An alloy door.
Both were new, clearly having been replaced not long ago.
Standing at the apartment door, Wang Zhong swiftly committed everything before him to memory. Then his ears twitched slightly. He could clearly hear elegant classical music playing inside, and through the crack in the door, he could vaguely smell the aroma of grilled meat.
Mien was a fan of classical music, and he could not go without meat for any of his three daily meals.
With that thought, Wang Zhong suddenly took the [Mechanical Phone A10] from his pocket. The phone screen flashed and split into two halves. One displayed everything inside the apartment, while the other showed everything outside the door.
It was clear that Mien was a cautious person. Sure enough, he had placed miniature surveillance cameras at the apartment stairwell and on the ceiling of the entryway.
"Tap tap."
Wang Zhong immediately typed several words onto the phone screen.
[Smart, loop the surveillance footage outside this apartment to an empty scene.]
[At the same time, unlock this apartment's intelligent door lock.]
At that moment, Wang Zhong was glad that the portable hacker he carried was an [Intelligent Mechanical Mobile Phone]. He did not need to speak; he only needed to type to issue commands.
"Okay, Master."
Four words suddenly flashed across the screen of the [Mechanical Phone A10].
"Whoosh."
Then, rows upon rows of data runes representing [0] and [1] appeared on the phone screen.
About seven seconds later, the intelligent electronic door lock of the apartment silently opened.
Outside Mien's apartment.
Wang Zhong lowered his head and glanced at the surveillance feed inside the apartment. Mien was still standing in the kitchen, stuffing grilled meat into his mouth.
Mien's apartment was a hundred-square-meter unit with two bedrooms, a living room, a dining room, and a balcony for drying clothes.
The dining room was located at the innermost side of the apartment.
The next second, Wang Zhong moved. Like a wildcat, he swiftly slipped into the apartment. His steps were light and agile, making no sound as he walked.
Thirty-eight seconds.
Wang Zhong's catlike figure had already stealthily reached the vicinity of the dining room. At the same time, from the corner of his eye, he could clearly see Mien grilling meat in the kitchen.
Wang Zhong did not look directly at Mien. Instead, he observed him from the corner of his eye, ensuring that he would not trigger any of Mien's senses.
Inside the kitchen.
Mien was still humming a tune while eating grilled meat. He had no idea that a death-dealing reaper stood five meters away from him.
Or rather, he had complete confidence in the intelligent door lock he had designed himself.
Forty-two seconds.
After carefully observing for a moment, Wang Zhong narrowed his eyes, bent low, and lowered his breathing even further. Then, gripping a fruit knife in his right hand, he silently approached Mien from behind.
Buzz, buzz.
A faint emerald-green psionic glow could be seen emerging from the fruit knife in Wang Zhong's hand.
This was the special ability of a [Level 3 Psionic Warrior].
Forty-four seconds.
Mien, who was using a brush to turn the grilled meat, suddenly stiffened. In that instant, a bone-chilling cold swept through his entire body. Then, a cold gleam pierced his heart and protruded straight from his chest.
A chilling strike through the heart!
Mien had been stabbed through the heart from behind in a single blow.
"Someone is assassinating me?"
As that thought flashed through his mind, a trace of savagery flashed in Mien's eyes. Ignoring the fruit knife piercing his heart, he rapidly turned around. His right arm tensed like a thick wooden club and viciously swept behind him.
Smack.
Unfortunately, Mien's strike missed.
The ambusher had already withdrawn in time, so Mien's attack merely shattered the kitchen door.
Only then did Mien clearly see the person who had attacked him.
He was an ordinary-looking man with a slightly bloated build, but his eyes flickered with an emerald-green glow.
"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me?"
"Did the organization send you to retrieve the remains I assembled?"
At that moment, Mien supported himself against the kitchen wall with his thick right hand. Panting heavily, he angrily questioned Wang Zhong.
"Rip!"
However, Mien's answer was a fruit knife glowing with specks of emerald-green psionic energy.
"Damn it."
Seeing the ambusher attack without any sense of fair play, Mien roared. Then he kicked off with both legs and lunged like a wild bear, charging wildly toward Wang Zhong.
Seeing this, Wang Zhong adjusted his position at once.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wang Zhong paused for an instant, then pushed off with both legs. Like a flashing emerald-green streak of light, he swiftly streaked through the air and rapidly moved toward Mien.
His movement speed was so fast that Mien could barely react.
Swift as a cheetah!
An ordinary person's eyes could scarcely even register it.
Even though Mien was a [Level 2 Psionic Warrior], his years of neglecting training meant that, for the moment, he could not keep up with the ambusher's speed.
This meant that Mien's fate would be exceedingly miserable.
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