Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

As Tang Ziyi reached the initial separation point from the staircase, she discovered a few servants handcuffed and put to the ground. Given the big size of the mansion, it wasn't unusual for the workers to live and work there.
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They mustn't be underestimated since they could also serve as gang members in the next seconds. Of course, there might be some who were forced to work here but Tang Ziyi and her friends didn't know for sure.

Tang Ziyi paused and stood behind one operator who aimed down and contained the stairs. She touched her arm to show her presence.

The operators didn't even move or react but Tang Ziyi understood the girl already knew she was there. Tang Ziyi also followed her barrel in a resting low-ready posture as she eyed two dead figures sprawled in weird postures.

On the other side, Xiao Yue went in the opposite direction. Bursting door after door, some were empty, some contained dumbfounded figures.

They were simply and rudely thrown to the floor, regardless, and cuffed to secure any threats. Those with weapons earned a ticket to the death highway for free.

Pap. Pap.

Xiao Yue hadn't had time to pull the trigger yet. Her partners were really too lightening fast and aggressive. Kill without mercy or hesitation. The pressure and momentum suffocated any bystanders that even she from the same side sensed the dreadful effect. What would the opponents feel? An obvious deterrence.

She sighted the door and paused, waiting for her teammate. Usually, entry with more operators was recommended but on average, three were already excellent. However, the current Spirit Fox were more experienced and trained, two-man entry was practiced as a matter of fact. Sometimes, single person clearing sufficed.

If the Spirit Fox who participated in the rescue were in Golden tier, the current operators could be standardized as diamond tier, another level beyond.

Upon receiving a squeeze, Xiao Yue slammed in and scanned the room. A master bedroom. Probably empty. She heard muffled snaps from the restroom and instantly aligned her sight.

Metallic cock resounded and Xiao Yue poured ten rounds through the wooden door without hesitation and kicked it in after listening to the falling body and crack. A half-naked man in the tower couldn't be more dead and a revolver, a few inches away from him.

Xiao Yue delivered two more rounds to salute and kicked away the revolver. Her partner picked it up and disassembled it into pieces, removing copper bullets.

The man should have taken a shower when the roars from helicopters and harsh movements outside stunned him and led him to prepare for self-defense.

An eerie sight as the blood dripping out of his body slowly flowed in one direction. Xiao Yue took one last look and rejoined her team.

More suppressed shots and shouts. All voices originated from the people in the mansion. None of Spirit Fox even spoke, unless necessary.

Soon, Hotel 1 regrouped on the staircase and met Tang Ziyi, who counted the personnel. She nodded and signaled another person to stay behind to accompany the operator who was watching over the aggressive man and woman she dealt with. Afterward, she radioed in again: "Hotel 1 moving to the second floor."

With that, the stationary train began to spiral down, skipped over the bodies, and stepped firmly despite some wet blood to avoid slipping.

The first floor.

Su Ruomei's team rummaged around, kicking away chairs and furniture on their paths. Seated people had no time to resist. Naturally, there were some smart people who raised their hands already before Spirit Fox had seen them, simplifying the process.

Spirit Fox also didn't use too much force to reward their cooperations but they received the same treatment to lay down on the floor.

"You…I'm suing you for abuses." One figure outcried injustice and received a ruthless punch in the abdomen, then fell on the floor, retching several times in pain.

Anyone who wanted to protest similarly died down straightaway. Spirit Fox's response was fast and simple. They were never taking no for an answer.

Of course, there were also some idiots who attempted to wrestle but were taught deep lessons from Spirit Fox, why specialists were meant to be feared. Rapid smacks and low kicks brought them to knee. A few lucky ones groaned in pain, while most went unconscious.

After all, this group of Spirit Fox, who undertook the mission, surpassed their peers by several levels. In front of super-soldiers, the resistance was more like weak chickens piping nonstop.

The aggressive and fluid show of force produced shock and awe effects. 11 operators exerted pressure comparable to a platoon-size element.

Su Ruomei found several figures trying to scurry away some files and destroy evidence after entering a bigger hall. The room was filled with the smell of drugs, pungent and astringent.

Without requiring her command, the operators on sight, stopped the mess and arrested the figures who were ruining evidence. Not that Su Ruomei cared too much but having evidence would facilitate future systems.

Holy shit, these gangs were too brave to even set up Methlab to produce illegal drugs for sale in the manor. Flames and smoke spurted out, alarming Su Ruomei.

Fortunately, two of her comrades took out fire extinguishers near the room and quelled the fire.

"These mfs really know how to let us work hard." Su Ruomei joked sprouting laughter from the team members. "Keep going. I want this floor secure. Don't let the sister above us, suppress us."

"Roger!"

Hotel 2 continued clearance and arrived in the hallway. Everyone halted their steps in surprise as the four rooms on both sides seemed to be locked with iron rails.

The operators took out relevant tools and hammered the important joints. With the correct strength and precision, the fences were unlocked.

Kicking the door, the pointsman paused and stayed at the threshold. Curious, number 2 peeked from the shoulders and shared a similar reaction.

"Eldest Sister," she called out.

"Call me Team Leader," Su Ruomei reminded with a dark face.

"Eh, Team leader, take a look here."

Su Ruomei came up and looked through the door. The sight enraged her, clearly shown by her eyes, flaring in anger. "Quick, break all these fences."

Indeed after breaching all the doors, Su Ruomei cursed and punched at the wall. Pieces and paint fell off as dust exploded. Slowly, a piece of brick dropped near her feet.

"…"

Su Ruomei almost wanted to chuckle. Her flame came and went. Perhaps, her way of venting extinguished the flame to calm down.

Of course, Su Ruomei wasn't the only one who reacted frustrated and mad. The entire Hotel 2 operators wished to kill the men who dropped their weapons too fast. They lost the opportunity to sieve these bodies and whip the corpses.

In each room beheld several groups of women, chained to the necks, naked, and foods delivered on the cans, that were meant to feed pets. They were treated as sex slaves.

What operators saw were confused eyes which hadn't registered what was happening around them; their eyes lost the former luster to live and had sunk into the abyss. The smell of stench wafted strongly after the door opened.

"What to do?"

"Don't do anything and guard them." Su Ruomei commanded.

"Don't we release them?" Another asked, puzzled.

"By doing that, we don't know if we are helping them or killing them." Su Ruomei shook her head. "Continue clearing. The sooner we are finished, the faster and better the rescue work could be."

What Su Ruomei meant was the danger of these women who had lost their will. What if they tried to self-harm after regaining consciousness and self-awareness? Her teammates realized this and nodded.

"Understood, we're on it."

Without needing Su Ruomei's further orders, the operators separated into buddy teams and sped up the paces.

More loud bangs of doors being kicked and large movements of struggle uttered in the background. Some suppressed shots reverberated through the wall.

Obviously, her teammates were now venting their emotions. Su Ruomei sighed as she recalled those red eyes waiting for her word to bloodbath. Biting her lips, she watched the unresponsive victims, whose psychologies were indeed in a pretty bad shape.

Two operators who stayed with her asked. "They are already broken, aren't they?"

"Sort of. But we'll make sure, they'll stand up again very soon." Su Ruomei comforted and radioed. "Net call, we might have a problem here. Hotel 1, please speed up. Hotel 2 is waiting."