"You motherfucker, let me go, this is the Security Department."
He roared with all his might, wanting to make Song Qiao realize the seriousness of the situation.
"Security Department?"
"Doesn't sound very impressive."
Song Qiao nodded with a half-smile, giving him a disdainful glance.
"That's right. If you lay a hand on me here, you'll be provoking the authorities."
"They definitely won't let you off."
Zhou Yuan seemed to have grasped at the last straw, threatening Song Qiao.
He secretly prayed for his protectors to arrive quickly.
"Is that so?"
"But I said I would teach you a lesson, and that's not something I can easily change."
Song Qiao raised an eyebrow, intensifying his grip. Zhou Yuan wanted to scream but could only whimper, unable to make any sound.
"No, no, let's talk it over."
"Don't be rash."
After suffering a great deal, Zhou Yuan was instantly reduced to a dejected dog.
He painfully knelt before Song Qiao, repeatedly kowtowing and begging for mercy.
"Mr. Song, please be magnanimous and overlook my faults. Li Bingqing and the others forced me. Please spare me this once."
He clutched Song Qiao's leg, tears and snot streaming down his face, a stark contrast to his earlier arrogance.
"You only know to beg for mercy now, is it a little late?"
Song Qiao eyed him with suspicion and kicked him to the ground again.
"You listen to these two so readily, why aren't they here to save you now?"
As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed a stool from the side and smashed it down on Zhou Yuan's right leg.
"Augh."
Zhou Yuan screamed in agony, writhing on the ground.
Although the air conditioning in the room was set low.
He was completely drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of water.
Song Qiao had already used his internal energy to seal off all surrounding sounds.
Even if Zhou Yuan screamed at the top of his lungs, no one would hear him.
"You want to play dirty tricks like this, you have to be prepared to pay the price."
Song Qiao snorted, and with a gentle press of his palm, a surge of internal energy flowed into Zhou Yuan's broken leg.
The latter let out a groan and fainted immediately.
With this surge of internal energy left within him, without the help of a master healer, he would likely never be able to stand again.
"Useless wretch, to faint so quickly. Am I letting you off too easily?"
Following that.
Song Qiao grabbed the stool again and smashed it directly onto Zhou Yuan's left leg.
Zhou Yuan, who had just fainted, screamed again. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Song Qiao's cold gaze and was so terrified that his mind almost broke.
"No, please, no."
"Spare me this once, I'll never dare again?"
He couldn't even make a sound, only pleading with his eyes.
"You still want a next time?"
"I almost fell into your hands this time."
"You can just lie in bed and reflect on yourself from now on."
Song Qiao cursed angrily and, in the same manner, injected his internal energy into his left leg.
Soon, he fainted again.
"What good does hiding in the Security Department do?"
With a disdainful glance at the dog-like Zhou Yuan, Song Qiao gently pulled down his mask and vanished like a phantom.
"Stop!"
"Password?"
As soon as he stepped out, he heard Mo Ling's grating voice.
Song Qiao's heart skipped a beat.
He hadn't noticed this woman when he came in, and she had to show up now.
"Mo Ling is a pig."
In his nervousness, Song Qiao disguised his voice and casually taunted her before sprinting towards the exit.
There were too many people here. If he were caught,
he would no longer be able to be an instructor.
"You're the pig!"
Mo Ling was instantly enraged. She channeled her internal energy to her legs and chased after Song Qiao with all her might.
Due to unfamiliarity with the terrain, Song Qiao was quickly caught up to.
The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle.
"Such familiar techniques and internal energy, I feel like I've seen them somewhere before?"
As soon as they clashed, Mo Ling quickly determined that the masked man was someone she knew.
"Could it be Song Qiao?"
The thought crossed her mind, and she immediately shook her head in disbelief.
Although this fellow was strong, he couldn't possibly fight her, a congenital master, to a standstill.
Perhaps their techniques were just similar.
Mo Ling reassured herself, increasing her offensive, and for a moment, she even gained a slight upper hand.
"How dare you trespass into the Security Department? You'll stay here obediently today."
Mo Ling chuckled and activated a pre-prepared mechanism on the wall.
"Heh heh, Miss Mo Ling, you can play with your childish games yourself. I'm more practical."
Song Qiao deliberately altered his voice to prevent Mo Ling from identifying him again.
"Hmph, this isn't a place where you can come and go as you please."
Mo Ling grabbed a pen from somewhere, channeled her internal energy into it, and thrust it directly at Song Qiao's chest.
If this pen struck true.
Even a congenital master would likely die on the spot.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Sensing the rush of wind behind him, Song Qiao abruptly turned and used his internal energy to deflect the pen.
The two surges of internal energy exploded as they neared Mo Ling.
Caught off guard, she was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"You really think you're a master."
Song Qiao scoffed and turned to leave with swagger.
"You fight dirty, I'll defeat you one day!"
Mo Ling roared, but could only pound the ground in impotent fury.
At that moment, accompanied by the activation of the mechanism.
The entire Security Department's alarm began to blare.
Instantly, hundreds of armed soldiers surrounded the area tightly.
Mo Ling watched as Song Qiao, having escaped unscathed, ignored the army and leaped out from the sixth floor of the building using his internal energy.
"Bastard, if you have the guts, don't run."
Mo Ling gritted her teeth, a wave of frustration washing over her.
"Ring, ring, ring."
Just as she was fuming with helplessness, her phone suddenly rang.
"Section Chief Mo, the person we were protecting has suffered fatal blows to his legs and is in critical condition, potentially life-threatening."
The subordinate's grave voice sent a chill down Mo Ling's spine.
The person who had just broken in and was able to bypass the security must have been incredibly powerful.
Hearing Director Zhou's tragic plight, she broke out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, she hadn't been involved in the assassination. Otherwise, she might have suffered the same fate...