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Malos braced his severed arm, and with forced calmness, said, "Listen, you have no idea who I am! I serve important figures in Yukolun, you..."

His voice suddenly choked off!

Lu Yao lightly tapped a spot on the wall, then threw a punch with all his might!

This punch exploded the air, creating a circle of white ripples, and with a thunderous "boom," the entire wall collapsed, revealing a hidden room behind it.

Inside were several restraint beds, typical to a mental hospital, and three women were tied to them.

Their mouths were gagged, and their eyes covered, leaving them only able to whimper for help.

Lu Yao stepped forward, ripping apart the restraining straps and pet collars around the women's necks, and removed the gags from their mouths.

During this, one of the women was already unresponsive, evidently dead for some time.

To keep control, the gang had injected them with opium, and this unfortunate woman must have been given an overdose.

The two surviving women pulled off their blindfolds, shielding their eyes before slowly adapting to the light.

Lu Yao pointed toward the door, signaling them to leave quickly, as what was about to happen was not appropriate for children.

Confused but driven by the desire to survive, they shakily supported themselves against the wall and rapidly fled.

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Malos, looking at the collapsed wall in utter terror, had even forgotten the severe pain of his severed arm, and with trembling voice said to Lu Yao, "You... you... you are a devil..."

Although he spoke in Yukolun, the word "devil" sounded very much like the Star Alliance Language.

Lu Yao could almost understand what he was saying, and pointed to the row upon row of beds and the stains and bloodstains on them, saying, "You're far worse. The depths to which humans can sink truly are universal."

In that moment, Lu Yao suddenly remembered the Hailong Gang and others like it that had been exterminated, also involved in human trafficking.

Approaching Malos, Lu Yao for the first time on Blue Star unleashed his Martial Path skills, calmly gathering his Inner Breath and focusing his strength.

Malos screamed and staggered backward, but the next second, a sky full of punches rained down upon him like a barrage.

What Lu Yao cast was "Blood Battle in All Directions," which he had once thought to be mediocre in power.

After learning it from his senior sister, he had occasionally used it a few times and hadn't felt it was anything special.

But at this moment, he executed dozens of punches in an instant, the force created a whirlwind within the room as his fists transformed into dragon heads that completely devoured his enemy!

Malos became like crushed garlic on a cutting board, smashed into tiny pieces that smeared the walls and the floor, with his two fear-filled eyes gruesomely conspicuous amidst the blood and gore.

"The power has increased significantly..." Lu Yao looked at his fists with a realization, "Is it because of the murderous intent?"

"I only completed the motions accurately, but the movements didn't contain the essence of momentum and willpower, which is why the power was unsatisfactory."

"Just like the Tathagata Palm, all techniques should contain the will of the Martial Path of the practitioner."

Lu Yao nodded with satisfaction, and without intending to, he had stumbled upon a revelation in the Martial Path while casually eradicating a crime syndicate.

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Next, with the outward projection of Mind Force, he easily found where the gang hid their money.

"2 million in cash... quite a fortune."

The cash had been neatly bundled and placed in large tote bags, very considerate.

Lu Yao simply picked it up, then went over to the luxury office's bar area, scattering countless bottles of vodka and other spirits all over, and casually set fire to them.

As flames roared to life, he grabbed onto the outer wall of the building from the window, exerted force, and landed on the rooftop.

Then, leaping from the rooftop, he jumped to the opposite building's top. In a few moments, he had arrived at the location where Sanna had parked her car. Continue your journey on empire

The 2 million in cash took up quite a bit of space in the back seat, so Lu Yao simply sat in the front passenger seat.

Watching the raging fire consume the gang's stronghold, Sanna exclaimed, "Ten minutes... and the Bullet Gang is no more... They were one of Kiev's top gangs..."

"Ah? Is that all the time we have?" Lu Yao glanced at his phone, adding up to just 10 minutes, including the evacuation time.

Sanna started the car and drove away slowly.

Police cars whizzed past, along with fire trucks. But they stopped at a distance, not daring to get closer, it seemed they were waiting for the fire to extinguish naturally.

Lu Yao took off his duckbill cap and said, "Your cap. It was intense, but at least it's not dirty."

Sanna glanced at it and replied, "This is my favorite team's cap. I'll give it to you! Consider it a thank you for once again changing the lives of many people."

At that moment, the rescued girls were giving their statements, their faces filled with the relief of having survived a catastrophe.

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Meanwhile, at "Marin" Laboratory

This laboratory was Yukolun's nuclear research base.

During the Iron Alliance era, it cultivated countless talents and produced many epoch-making technological innovations, earning international fame.

Once, this was the place every science and technology worker aspired to and pursued.

Buteke, dressed in the familiar white uniform with an ID badge on his chest, boldly entered the institution that had already dismissed him.

He had worked here for 15 years, familiar with every inch of the place, every rule and regulation, even the shift changes of the cleaning staff were clear to him.

For him, blending in was easy. But the biggest problem was his body that was deteriorating every second!

By then, the clothing under Buteke's lab coat was soaked with cold sweat, as if a black hole within him was absorbing all his vitality and strength, making his movements difficult.

But he had to persist, for ahead was the storage for plutonium-239!

This fissionable agent, usable for nuclear fuel and weapons, was guarded with extreme security. To get his hands on it, one would need the skills of a 007.

But Buteke had a special method.

At this moment, he arrived at a room with prominent nuclear warning signs at the door, beneath which read a line — Hazardous Waste Storage Room.

Stored here were nuclear waste materials, easily understood as — radioactive trash.

You could imagine how dangerous this place was; normal people definitely wouldn't come here, and even in a Tri-Protective Suit, there was a risk of exposure.

Buteke, wearing only ordinary white clothes, entered the code to open the heavy lead-lined protective door, completely ignoring the lethal doses of radiation, considering he was a man already marked for death.

Upon entering, he immediately felt blood rushing to his nose and his eyes nearly bulging out. Buteke endured the discomfort and passed through two more lead-lined doors, unbelievably reaching the storage for plutonium-239!

So-called tight security meant nothing to someone who feared not a gruesome death.

After entering the password to open the special safe, Buteke deftly removed a can-sized silver container.

Just then, a shrill alarm sounded.

With the silver container in his pocket, Buteke hurried back the way he came. The escape route had been replayed countless times in his mind; he could leave blindfolded.

But as he walked, he coughed up a mouthful of blood — a severe internal bleeding due to excessive radiation in his body.

Although he had taken painkillers before arriving, his body was failing him, unresponsive, unable to rise no matter what.

The alarm grew more urgent by the second, and time was running out to escape.

Just as Buteke was succumbing to despair, a warm current suddenly surged within his body, spreading to his limbs.

Like a breath of air in extreme suffocation, his drained body found strength again!

"It must be God helping me!"

Buteke suddenly got up, quickening his pace to leave even faster than when he had arrived, exhilarated, "By the time they discover the problem and try to cover it up or shift the blame, it will take at least 48 hours! I have plenty of time!"

The helpful warm current was, in fact, the Inner Breath that Lu Yao had imparted to him in advance.