"Eye Witness!"

Liu Yiming's eyes burst with dazzling brilliance, even more radiant than flames.

The head security guard was momentarily dazed, but his gaze quickly refocused.

Brother Biao, having survived a hundred battles, had a Spirit as hard as iron.

However, in a clash of experts, even a fleeting distraction can be deadly.

"Buck kick!"

Liu Zheng pivoted on his left hoof, raising his right hoof while swiftly spinning around, transforming his backward kick into a sweeping strike.

The head security guard only managed to Defend with one hand before being sent flying.

"Brother Biao! Brothers, get in there, avenge Brother Biao!"

The security guard who had transmitted the message shouted, leading the other guards in a charge.

"Ah Bao, take care of them."

Liu Zheng said coolly.

"By 'take care', do you mean to eliminate them?"

The Panda jumped down from Liu Zheng's shoulder, transforming back to its original form when it hit the ground.

"That depends on whether they want to die."

After saying this, Liu Zheng darted towards the elevator.

"Prison of Earth!"

The group of security guards tried to stop him, but all were halted by the Panda's Spell.

"I advise you to stay obediently within the circle. If you dare disrupt my plan to buy a house, I'll have no choice but to use you as fodder."

The Panda said coldly.

With Niu Daji's character, once he'd bought a house, it was natural for him not to be able to resist showing off; boasting to his family was one thing, but letting this newcomer, the Panda, see how favored he was, that was the real thrill.

Even though the Panda was not that obsessed with buying a house in the city, it was unbearable to see Niu Daji flaunting in front of him.

It's not about scarcity, but inequality—this is the truth.

While the Panda was striving for its grand house, Liu Zheng had already dashed into the elevator.

Pressing the button for the 10th floor, he took out all his possessions, silently preparing for battle.

Sure enough, the moment the elevator doors opened, fierce flames mixed with lightning surged towards him.

"Using fire against me?"

Liu Zheng chuckled, bringing a pipe to his lips with a tentacle, as all the flames were instantly sucked into the pipe bowl like a ravenous beast.

Meanwhile, his body didn't stop; he charged through the elevator, braving the lightning.

Two rubber truncheons swung towards his head and knee respectively, while a riot fork fiercely jabbed at his neck.

The inner ring of the riot fork had a circle of viciously sharp Iron-like blades, which would instantly pierce several dozen bloody holes if his neck were struck.

"As school security guards, aren't your gear and style a bit too streetwise?"

Liu Zheng couldn't help but internally complain.

The coordinated attack was executed with great skill, and the weaponry was well-organized; an ordinary person facing this ambush would either die on the spot or fluster around in a panic.

Fortunately, he was not only prepared but also had an advantageous condition for handling this situation.

The saying goes that two fists are no match for four hands, yet Liu Zheng happened to have four tentacles.

"Iron Block!"

He directly hardened three body parts, enduring this wave of attacks.

"Clang!"

"Bam!"

"Pfft!"

Three sounds rang out almost simultaneously, and a spray of purplish-red blood burst from Liu Zheng's neck.

The carotid artery in his neck was severed; typically, one would lose consciousness from massive blood loss within two to three minutes and die from brain cell hypoxia within five to six minutes.

If engaged in intense activity, this time would shorten further.

Yet, as he felt the weakness from significant blood loss, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Indeed, compared to networking or discussing business, it's combat that truly excites me."

Liu Zheng murmured softly, while his four tentacles transformed into four blurred shadows, lashing out at the three security guards blocking the door like a violent storm.

The three security guards hurriedly withdrew their weapons to block, then watched in shock as the wounds they had just inflicted on him healed before their very eyes.

"Next time, remember to put some poison on your blade; that's more effective against me. Oh, sorry, you won't be getting a next time."

Liu Zheng used a free tentacle to touch the blood scab on his neck, then slashed at the guard wielding the riot fork.

"Flame Shield!"

Seeing this, the guard hurriedly activated his defensive Skill.

Wisps of flame appeared out of nowhere, quickly gathering into a diamond-shaped Shield.

The Horizontal Sword struck the Shield, and the flames flickered but were eventually pierced through.

"What?!"

The guard exclaimed in shock, while Liu Zheng merely sneered.

"True damage, kid."

Speaking of which, this guard sure didn't learn; hadn't he noticed how those fire attacks just now failed against him?

But Liu Zheng was somewhat annoyed that he was being mocked.

Although in battle he mostly relied on tools, which provided him with a diverse range of attack methods.

Whereas ordinary residents of the Metropolis, though having innate abilities or cultivation systems, had relatively fixed attack methods.

It wasn't that the guard didn't want to use other Skills; he simply couldn't.

"Ah!"

The guard screamed, staggered back two steps, then collapsed backward, a deep wound visible down to the bone on his chest.

Having succeeded with one strike, Liu Zheng continued to press his attack on the remaining two guards, while his two free tentacles stuffed into his mouth.

"Chicken flavor, crispy!"

Using hardened Iron Block teeth to bite off the tips of the tentacles, he then chewed them into a bloody mush.

"Blood Arrow!"

Puffing up his cheeks, Liu Zheng spat a Blood Arrow at the face of one of the security guards.

The guard was startled, trying to raise a baton to Defend.

Naturally, Liu Zheng wouldn't let him succeed, his tentacle swiftly coiling around the guard's hand holding the baton.

"Ah!"

With a cry, the guard's nose vanished entirely, leaving a blood hole the size of a bottle cap.