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"Boss, look over there!"
A young man beside Zhang Kaiwen turned around in terror, whispering to him. Following the direction of the young man's finger, Zhang Kaiwen quickly spotted a figure standing twenty meters ahead.
He recognized it at once; the armor worn by that figure was the same one Lu Xiaoran had on just moments ago. Zhang Kaiwen's eyes widened with rage, filled with a chilling murderous intent.
He raised his hand, pointing towards the armor, and shouted to the dozen or so people around him, "Lu Xiaoran is right there! Everyone, quickly open fire and take him down!"
Upon hearing Zhang Kaiwen's command, the group of Ability users raised their guns and rushed forward, surrounding the piece of armor.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seeing that the armor remained motionless, they hesitated not a moment longer and pulled the triggers of their guns. Instantly, the entire floor erupted with a cacophony of gunfire, louder than fireworks on New Year's Eve. Bullets struck the Protective Gear, sparking as they hit.
Listening to the commotion above that was more festive than a holiday celebration, Lu Xiaoran couldn't help but smile. The target of their relentless fire was none other than the Protective Gear he had specially prepared as a decoy.
The Protective Gear was filled with ice, making it appear as if someone were standing there. It didn't take long for them to be fooled, and they directed their weapons at it without hesitation.
Now, if he could just sabotage the stairs, once they ran out of bullets, he could make his move upstairs. Lu Xiaoran was currently on the one hundred twelfth floor of the television tower, directly below where Zhang Kaiwen and his group were located.
By destroying the stairs here, Zhang Kaiwen and his team would be completely trapped on the one hundred thirteenth floor—unable to go up or down. At that point, eliminating them would be as easy as shooting fish in a barrel for Lu Xiaoran.
Using his Flight Ability, Lu Xiaoran lifted off the ground and soared into the air. Then he accelerated suddenly and kicked fiercely at the staircase below him.
With a thunderous crash, a single kick caused severe damage to the staircase. Bricks and debris fell like raindrops, scattering across the ground.
Boom!
Lu Xiaoran delivered another kick to the most damaged part of the staircase. This time, he completely broke it apart. The shattered pieces of the staircase fell straight to the ground, producing a deafening roar.
Hmm? What was that sound just now? An explosion?
Zhang Kaiwen tilted his head slightly, glancing toward the staircase with a look of confusion in his eyes.
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