Chapter 44: Autobots, transform!

"You actually caught him?"

In the office, a restless Jiang Jin turned his head abruptly: "Is that for real?"

"I saw it with my own eyes in the video. It's definitely that brat; I'd recognize him even if he were turned to ash!" Qi Qin guaranteed: "They said that while they were grabbing that little girl, he just delivered himself to their doorstep... Damn it, after dragging it out for so long, I thought something had gone wrong."

Jiang Jin couldn't help but stand up. He pondered for a long time, pacing back and forth in the office, then nodded forcefully.

"Very good. Mingzai did a good job with this."

He pointed at the burly man at the office door. The man chuckled without a word. Immediately after, the old man spoke again: "You all get ready. I'm going to contact 'that side.' Once they arrive, send him over immediately to avoid any complications."

"If this matter is handled well, there will be no shortage of money or goods for you. You must put your heart into it! Bai Yi, you get ready too. Don't let that little bastard hatch any bad ideas."

"Understood, Boss." In the shadows of the corner light, the slightly gaunt man nodded.

After making the call, Jiang Jin returned to his chair. When he looked back at the bustling traffic outside the window, he couldn't help but reveal a smile. If that brat really was a Heaven-Chosen Summoner... then this time, he would make a fortune!

He leaned back in his chair, found a comfortable position, and admired the scenery on the bridge outside the window. Whenever this happened, he felt as if the entire Yacheng was right before his eyes.

Intoxicating.

Although the elevated highway was right next to them, with cars coming and going and constant noise, it was convenient for transportation and accessible in all directions. If anything went wrong, running away would be simple and easy.

It was just that, after today, perhaps he could consider moving to a better place. If he could successfully wash his hands clean and secure the outsourcing business from the Anquan Bureau, he might be able to climb even higher in the future...

But suddenly, he saw a faint red light rising from the neon lights outside the window, so erratic.

Like a flying bird.

Soaring in the night sky, it drew closer, peering inward through the window.

That was a...

"Drone?"

Jiang Jin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously feeling that something was wrong, but that camera drone Ji Jue had swiped from Laila quickly gained altitude.

It cleared the space.

And then, a piercing horn sound, rapidly growing from small to loud—along with those two dazzlingly bright headlights!

At this moment, right on the elevated highway outside the window, a battered van in the flow of traffic suddenly accelerated—its four tires spinning crazily, emitting a sharp screeching sound, almost sparking fire.

Suddenly, it turned, accelerated, flipped over the guardrail in the middle of the road, crossed the flow of traffic in the opposite lane, and without losing momentum, crushed the broken guardrail. The lifted front of the van had already rolled over the edge of the elevated highway and charged out!

It was simply like a hurdler, agile to the point of being unbelievable.

Whistling through the air!

Charging toward the building standing in the night, more than ten meters away!

The dazzling headlights flashed their high beams, like the eyes of a monster, rapidly enlarging, enlarging, and enlarging again from the air outside the glass...

"Run!"

Jiang Jin didn't even have time to recognize if the car looked familiar; instinctively, he bolted. At the critical moment, the bodyguard Bai Yi reached out and grabbed him, moving with unbelievable speed, instantly rushing out of the office.

Only Qi Qin remained frozen in place, staring blankly at the rapidly enlarging lights, subconsciously reaching out, shouting in despair: "Save—"

BOOM!!!

The floor-to-ceiling glass disintegrated, turning into a rainstorm under the impact of the van, which acted like a cannonball, scattering in all directions. And the uninvited guest that had fallen from the sky had already crashed head-on into the entire office!

Falling!

With irresistible force, it crushed the expensive yellow pear wood table, seemingly rolling right over someone, the tires falling off, yet the sliding momentum still couldn't be stopped until it finally crashed through half a wall and came to a sudden halt.

Dust and thick smoke danced in the air. After the loud noise, only the singing echoing in the deathly silence remained.

Joyful, celebratory singing from the car's radio.

Singing of a beautiful life, a beautiful future!

Outside the door, Jiang Jin's expression twitched. Before he could react to what was happening, his gaze was drawn to the blood-soaked face beneath the car body.

Qi Qin was vomiting blood in large mouthfuls, struggling to reach out to him, his lips moving.

It seemed as if he were begging for something.

But immediately after, a foot stepped on his face and ground down.

With a crack, there was no more sound.

"Please don't be afraid, everyone; we are peace-loving Autobots!"

In the diffusing smoke, a young face faintly emerged, introducing himself to him with great enthusiasm: "I am the leader of the Autobots, Optimus Prime. I have come here today specifically to take you all to Cybertron to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Let's all~ wrap dumplings~!"

Bang!

Before they could react, deadly toxic fire and bright light erupted from the dissipating smoke.

It was as if dozens of lines of fire had bloomed out of thin air in an instant, piercing through the thick fog and dust, whistling out!

In Lu Feng's hand was a Defender Type-9 submachine gun, a street-fighting weapon highly praised by the Federal Empire and even terrorists alike—sturdy, durable, stable, and reliable.

Nine-millimeter caliber bullets, modified magazine with 45 rounds.

The trigger was pulled back, and in this gap, which was already point-blank range on the battlefield, it was all emptied in less than three seconds!

Amidst the short, continuous loud noises, the muzzle in Lu Feng's hand swept across, locking tightly onto that figure scurrying away with his head in his hands. Suddenly, Ji Jue only heard continuous wailing and screaming.

Outside the door, those underlings who hadn't figured out what was happening didn't even have time to show their heads before they fell to the ground cleanly, like wheat stalks falling in the wind.

And Lu Feng had already tossed away the empty submachine gun, reached back with his other hand, pulled out another one, and pulled the trigger!

His left hand pulled a stun grenade from his pocket, skillfully bit off the pin, and tossed it along the ground. The stun grenade rolled, hit the corner of the wall outside the door, rolled into a blind spot, and exploded with a bang, bringing a bit of fresh stimulation and surprise to those pieces of trash who were lucky enough not to be dead.

"Kill him! Kill him!!!" Protected by his subordinates, Jiang Jin was furious, roaring and screaming.

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

He shielded Jiang Jin, blocking Lu Feng's muzzle head-on.

He took over sixty percent of the bullets!

His skin had turned silver-white, like metal. Sharp metal barbs and prisms grew from within his body, covering him and turning into heavy armor.

And the most vulnerable part, his face, revealed a ferocious ghost mask!

Metalization!

That was a Heaven-Chosen of the Path of the Ruined Ruins. Although it wasn't clear what the matrix was, it was definitely higher in rank than Ji Jue's. Ordinary bullets hitting him couldn't break through that layer of defense, which was better than a bulletproof vest!

Of course, it couldn't compare to Sister Wen at all—Ji Jue really wanted to say that, but after experiencing one time where the two of them joined forces to slaughter everything, he understood the terrifying gap between himself and her even better.

Opponents who were nothing to her were already enough to slaughter him hundreds of times!

"Brother Feng, stun grenades, don't stop!"

Ji Jue shouted.

It was obvious that the previous flash and violent shock had caused the opponent to fall into temporary sluggishness and dizziness, but since they were temporarily controlled, they should just keep them controlled until they were dead!

Lu Feng clearly understood this logic better than Ji Jue. He strode forward, stepping over blood and shell casings. After emptying the submachine gun, he pulled out the Annihilator shotgun from his back.

What sprayed out from it were slugs carefully prepared for such high-defense targets!

The roaring sound was incessant.

With every shell casing ejected, one could see a large dent on the burly man's armor. Deformed shrapnel either flew off or embedded itself into it, and the terrifying impact actually pushed him, sliding him backward slowly!

"Bai Yi—"

The Heaven-Chosen under the ghost mask screamed hoarsely.

And right outside the office, in the devastated area, the Heaven-Chosen who had dragged Jiang Jin into the corner finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head, raised his hand to his lips, and blew a silent whistle.

Under the flickering lights, the shadows boiled.

Those shadows squirmed, gathered, and tightened, actually turning into a solid form, outlining a strange monster with six legs and eight arms that kept squirming. It was light, as if it had no weight, and charged straight at Lu Feng.

Bullets hit it, tearing open a large hole, but immediately after, the shadow beast's wounds healed instantly. Aside from consuming a bit of spiritual quality, it was completely unharmed!

After one strike yielded no results, Lu Feng had already withdrawn his gaze, focusing intently on suppressing the ghost-masked Heaven-Chosen in front of him.

He didn't even look at it!

And right in the office behind him, Ji Jue didn't even need to wave his hand; the iron creation that had long been impatient also flew out!

The seemingly dog-like little sheep leaped up, its shell splitting in mid-air. Countless mechanical modules rubbed and changed. Before the rotation had even ended, it had turned into a unrecognizable dragon-blood monster, roaring loudly!

Although the roaring sound was no different from a horn, at least it couldn't lose its momentum.

Just like that, it collided with the shadow beast that didn't fear piercing at all, falling from mid-air. The shadow beast shook violently, hissing silently. Limbs were flung out, entangling and turning into sharp blades, as if it were going to tear it apart in an instant, but immediately after, a piercing friction sound rang out, and sparks flew!

Perhaps Lawrence was right; the Path of the Ruined Ruins is matter itself, the trail left by the dragon.

The little Niu Ma, fused with dragon blood, looked like a plastic motorcycle, but the sturdiness of its main body was already superior to many special alloys in the world! Even if it hit a fully loaded Nanfeng truck head-on, it could punch a motorcycle-shaped hole straight through it!

Of course, whether Ji Jue, who was riding on it at the time, would be dead or alive was another matter...

At this moment, the little Niu Ma was in its strongest unmanned form, completely crazy for the unlimited chicken leg feast Ji Jue had promised!

Chicken legs, awesome!

Unlimited chicken legs, unlimited awesomeness!!!

Amidst the continuous echoing of the sharp horn, its five sharp claws tore, scratched, pulled the shadow beast to roll, collide, swallow, and bite.

It was clearly a spiritual shadow beast that was difficult for ordinary matter to damage, but at this moment, under the biting of that giant mouth, it actually became panicked and fearful.

The destroyed limbs and body actually couldn't recover!?

"Damn you!!!"

Amidst the continuous bombardment of the shotgun, the armored Heaven-Chosen Ming Yan let out a roar.

Amidst the dizziness brought by the continuous stun grenades, the steel clusters all over his body suddenly surged again, forming a large shield on his bent arm that was constantly breaking and constantly repairing itself.

Just like that, holding the large shield in front of him, he moved against the bombardment of the slugs, step by step, forward, approaching Lu Feng.

The smile under the ghost mask became even more ferocious.

But at that moment, Lu Feng actually lowered his muzzle, and without hesitation, tossed the shotgun, whose barrel was about to turn red, to the side and raised his hands.

"Brother Feng, it's ready."

When Ji Jue's voice came through the headset, he had already knelt on the ground with his head in his hands in a standard, fluid motion, his elbows touching the ground, as if bowing to gods and Buddhas...

That was the standard, shocking "anti-artillery prone position"!