Chapter 7: I Say This Is Chinese Kung Fu—Do You Believe Me? (Requesting Follow Reads)

“Uh… no, not yet… actually, I don’t know either.”

Zheng Zha’s expression froze rigidly; due to the Master God’s restrictions, he could not reveal the existence of the laser corridor or zombies, and now, hearing Ma Xiu’s question, he became momentarily incoherent.

“Heh, don’t know.”

Ma Xiu regarded him with a penetrating gaze and sneered: “Fine. Since you can’t say it, then… you, and you, come with us into the corridor.”

As he spoke, he raised his finger toward Zheng Zha—and, just as in the original story—the unfortunate freight driver Mu Gang.

“No! I don’t want to! I don’t want to go in!!”

Both turned pale; Mu Gang, in particular, collapsed into hysterics, clutching his head and screaming, turning to flee the room.

Seeing his action, Ma Xiu’s eyes flashed with lethal intent; without a command, the other mercenaries instantly raised their rifles, aiming and firing without hesitation at Mu Gang.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!—

The next second, a chorus of metallic clatters erupted; Zheng Zha and the others, who had instinctively crouched to shield their heads from fear, now stared blankly, their half-raised hands making them look absurdly comical.

Similarly, Ma Xiu and the mercenaries were no better—each stared wide-eyed, as if witnessing something impossible.

“Captain Ma Xiu, arbitrarily targeting my people is going too far.”

Wu Xian swung a two-meter-long black iron rod in a flourish midair, then slung it behind his back, smiling faintly at Ma Xiu and the others. His smile was gentle, yet the mercenaries felt as if facing a dire threat.

Behind Wu Xian, Mu Gang sat dazed on the floor, frantically patting his body, and only after confirming no wounds did he exhale a shaky breath, drenched in sweat, as if pulled from water.

“You… how did you just do that?!”

Ma Xiu gripped his submachine gun, swallowed hard, and asked in a dry voice.

Just moments ago, the mercenaries had unleashed a torrent of fire at fleeing Mu Gang, aiming to turn him into a pixelated mess to intimidate the Zhongzhou team.

But at that moment, Wu Xian suddenly stepped in front of Mu Gang and pulled out a black iron rod from nowhere.

Then, with effortless ease, he swung it a few times, and golden sparks exploded in the air—every bullet fired at them had been blocked.

Blocking bullets with a rod? What kind of fantasy movie is this?!

Don’t tell me this is Chinese kung fu—I’ve seen Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee, and nothing like this exists!

“What if I say this is Chinese kung fu? Do you believe me?”

Wu Xian said this, saw the grim faces of Ma Xiu and the others, and shrugged: “Alright, joke’s over. Actually, I’m an evolved subject from the company’s latest research. Blocking bullets is one of my abilities—you could call it super senses and super speed, combined with a sturdy enough weapon. Blocking bullets isn’t that hard.”

“Evolved subject…”

Hearing Wu Xian’s explanation, Ma Xiu and the others remained unmoved, but Alice, the female lead, was stirred. She re-examined Wu Xian with renewed curiosity.

“What proof can you offer? And have you regained your memories? What’s inside that corridor?”

Ma Xiu narrowed his eyes, his finger still on the trigger, his threat unmistakable.

“Sorry, company secret. I can’t tell you.”

“Tell me!!”

Ma Xiu roared.

“Sigh… why must it come to this?”

Wu Xian sighed, and the next second, he vanished from his spot.

Ma Xiu’s pupils shrank sharply; he slammed his finger down—but the moment the gun fired, a searing pain struck his abdomen, and he was flung backward like a cannonball.

In that instant, he saw only a dark shadow dart past his vision.

In the blink of an eye, his men followed suit—some collapsed backward, others were flung sideways like sacks of sand.

Except for Kaplan, the computer technician, all were now on the ground, groaning in pain, clearly incapacitated for the foreseeable future.

Thud!!

Ma Xiu slammed into the metal wall with a dull crash, his head reeling. The next second, he felt a cold pressure against his throat.

He looked up—and saw the security team leader Wu Xian still smiling at him, though the smile didn’t reach his eyes, sending a chill through Ma Xiu’s bones.

“See that? That’s proof. If I wanted to kill you, I could do it anytime. No need to lie to you, understood?”

“Y-Yes, understood!”

Ma Xiu lowered his gaze, afraid to let Wu Xian see the hatred and fear in his eyes.

“Let go of our captain!”

Everything had happened too fast. Only after all his teammates fell did Kaplan, seated before three computers, finally react—he reached for his sidearm.

At that moment, Mu Gang, who had been frozen in shock, suddenly roared and lunged forward, pinning Kaplan to the ground, immobilizing him.

As a freight driver who occasionally doubled as a laborer, Mu Gang had considerable strength. Kaplan, being semi-civilian, even with training, was no match physically—Mu Gang’s grip held firm.

Seeing this, the rest of the Zhongzhou team snapped out of their daze. Led by Zheng Zha, they grabbed fallen weapons and aimed them at the mercenaries—finally showing signs of teamwork.

“Hmm… not bad…”

Wu Xian raised an eyebrow, then suddenly looked up and shouted loudly at the ceiling: “Red Queen, come out. I have a deal to discuss with you.”

The air fell silent. No one answered Wu Xian.

“So aloof, huh? Then… the bombs I planted inside the Hive are about to detonate.”

Wu Xian’s lips curled slightly. “Red Queen, little girl—you don’t want what’s hidden here to be exposed, do you?”

Zzzzzz—

A hum of electricity.

In midair, a semi-transparent figure of a red-clad girl suddenly appeared.

“Who are you?”

A clear, emotionless voice rang out. Before everyone’s stunned gazes, the semi-transparent red-clad girl looked curiously at Wu Xian and asked:

“My database contains your identity information, but given your rank, you shouldn’t know so much. Who exactly are you?”

“Who knows? Maybe the FBI.”

Wu Xian smiled mysteriously, then his expression turned cold as he commanded Red Queen: “Enough talk. If you don’t want the entire Hive blown up, do exactly as I say. If I’m in a good mood afterward, I might answer your questions.”

“I don’t believe you. I’ve monitored you the whole way—you couldn’t have had time to plant bombs…”

Red Queen shook her head, but before she finished, her semi-transparent face abruptly changed.

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