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A faint vibration came from his pocket as Lin Xiaofan's phone automatically dialed Su Yuqing's number. The next moment, a piercing siren echoed outside the warehouse.
"Police?" The security guards panicked.
Zhao Tianming's expression changed. "Idiot! That's the sound of an ambulance!"
But it was too late. Lin Xiaofan seized the opportunity to crash into a shelf. Piles of cardboard boxes collapsed with a thunderous noise, revealing an iron door behind them. He desperately twisted the doorknob—locked!
"Run, keep running." Zhao Tianming approached leisurely, his emerald ring glinting like a serpent under the light. "I want to see how that broken system saves you now..."
Lin Xiaofan's pupils constricted suddenly. "How do you know about the system?"
Zhao Tianming smiled without answering, pulling out something from his suit pocket that sent chills down Lin Xiaofan's spine—a system interface identical to his phone's, but in dark red hues.
"You thought you were the only one 'chosen'?" Zhao Tianming tapped the screen lightly. "Unfortunately, my system is far more advanced than yours..."
Gasoline pooled at his feet as the flame from a lighter flickered in the darkness. Lin Xiaofan leaned against the iron door, watching as Zhao Tianming slowly raised a burning piece of paper...
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the iron door was suddenly smashed open from the inside! Lin Xiaofan fell back into darkness, caught by a strong pair of hands—it was A Long! Standing behind A Long were Su Yuqing, wielding a fire axe, and Old Zhou, seated in a wheelchair.
"Quickly!" Old Zhou maneuvered his wheelchair to clear the way. "The basement leads to the back door!"
Behind them came Zhao Tianming's furious roar and chaotic footsteps. Lin Xiaofan was the last to dash into the passageway, turning back to see Zhao Tianming silhouetted in the flames, the dark red system interface flickering in his hand like a drop of blood poised to fall.
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