The waiter obediently turned around, feeling the cold sword tip at the back of his head that could pierce his skull at any moment. He had no choice but to slowly walk towards the intelligence center's main door.
Upon reaching the door, the waiter quickly prayed in his heart, then extended his right hand and knocked five times—three long, two short.
The door was quickly opened from the inside, and a bearded guard pulled it open, only to see the familiar waiter.
As the guard was about to say something, he saw a ten-plus-centimeter section of a scarlet sword tip suddenly protrude from the waiter's neck. Immediately after, the sword tip disappeared, his vision blurred, a chill spread through his throat, and then a tremendous tearing pain suddenly struck him.
The guard tried hard to struggle and make a sound, but found that all his strength was rapidly draining away, his limbs felt soft and weak, and his vision quickly darkened before he lost consciousness forever.
Henry pulled out the Swift Sword that had pierced through the guard's throat and lower brainstem with his right hand. He stepped forward to catch the guard's weakening, falling body, then gently laid him on the ground before flashing into the doorway.
Behind it was a three to four-meter-long corridor, just like on the second floor. After Henry closed the door behind him, he quickly rushed forward. As soon as he exited the corridor, he activated his 10x Super Reaction Talent.
What met his eyes were eleven guards who were laughing or drinking coffee, two young men behind two desks, and two middle-aged white men behind a counter separated by iron bars, much like a pawn shop.
Instantly, a rain of skill Flying Daggers scattered, precisely pursuing the necks and eyes of these guards and young men, ultimately achieving their desired effect.
The middle-aged white man directly facing Henry behind the counter also took a dagger to his brow and fell backward.
Henry pounced to the counter window, a double-action revolver appearing out of thin air in his right hand. He pulled the trigger, aiming at another stunned middle-aged white man behind the counter.
"Bang!" The bullet accurately struck his brow, spraying a large plume of red and white matter from the back of his head.
Henry first used a gray bead to restore his health to "100%," then took out a master key and began to unlock the intelligence room door.
Although a revolver gunshot in such a confined space shouldn't be a big problem, Henry decided that if he had the chance in the future, he would still get a hand crossbow.
In less than a minute, Henry opened the intelligence room door and swept all the intelligence files inside clean.
Next, Henry plundered everyone's money pouches and weapons, piling them all into the intelligence center. He stacked all the wooden tables and chairs there, then doused them with two 50-liter barrels of kerosene.
After finishing all this, Henry walked out to the reception room, closed the intelligence center door, and then checked the six compartments. He found them empty as expected, so he walked up the stairs to the fourth floor.
At the fourth-floor stairwell, there was a heavy iron door.
Henry knocked six times—four short, two long.
The iron door quickly slid open from left to right, creating an opening just wide enough for one person to pass through. A man with a full beard peered out.
The Swift Sword, appearing out of thin air in Henry's right hand, lightning-fast, stabbed forward, piercing his throat and exiting the back of his head. Then, Henry forcefully pulled the Swift Sword out, stored it in his space, and powerfully pushed the iron door to the right.
The iron door suddenly swung open. Henry stepped forward to support the weakening, falling bearded man and looked behind him—eleven guards within five meters were looking over with surprised expressions, and further away, fifteen to sixteen meters, there were six more guards and four individuals dressed as civilians.
Henry activated his 10x Super Reaction Talent. Everyone's every move was reflected in his mind. Within one second, he transformed into a Thousand-Armed Guanyin again, scattering 24 lightning-fast skill Flying Daggers, shooting them according to the speed of the enemies' reactions.
When the one second was over, all twenty-one enemies had a skill Flying Dagger embedded in their necks, and three of them also had a skill Flying Dagger each in their hearts.
Continue!
This time, Henry did not activate his Super Reaction Talent, but two to three seconds later, all the remaining eighteen enemies successfully had a skill Flying Dagger embedded in their hearts.
Henry used another gray bead to restore his health to 100%, then strode towards the office more than ten meters away.
"Puff, puff, puff"
As he walked, the guards and clerks continuously fell to the ground in despair.
When he was two or three steps away from the half-open office door, Henry suddenly felt a faint stinging sensation in his brow. He took a gray wolf carcass from his space and threw it with great force at the wooden office door.
"Bang!" The wooden door was violently slammed open by the fat gray wolf carcass.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Three consecutive shots hit the gray wolf's head.
Activating his Super Reaction Talent, Henry flashed inside and found a burly, scarred middle-aged white man trying to adjust his gun to aim at him.
Unfortunately, his slow, eighty-year-old-man-like movements posed no threat to Henry.
"Bang! Bang!" Two crisp, clean shots.
One shot hit the scarred middle-aged white man's gun-holding hand, making the pistol fly off, and another shot hit his brow, causing him to fall backward.
"Bang!" Another shot, precisely hitting the right wrist of another middle-aged white man with a hooked nose behind the desk, blowing a large hole in it and sending his pistol flying high.
"Don't move, don't scream, otherwise—death!" Henry said coldly, his pistol's dark muzzle aimed at the man's head.
The hooked-nosed man's right wrist throbbed with excruciating pain, large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned pale, but he forcefully endured it.
"I ask, you answer. Hesitation will cost you your life! Nod if you understand."
The hooked-nosed man immediately nodded repeatedly—he didn't want to die!
In recent years, he had been thriving in New York, wielding great influence, lacking nothing in money, women, or power.
"Open this safe!" Henry looked at a huge, almost two-meter-tall safe in the corner of the office.
"You have to promise to let me go!" The hooked-nosed man gritted his teeth.
Henry raised his left hand, and a skill Flying Dagger shot out, taking his right ear with it.
"Aiya hehe, your time is running out. I've already pressed the alarm, and the guards on every floor know something's happened here. You can't escape!" The hooked-nosed man first cried out in pain, then revealed his trump card.
"Bang!" A hole burst open in the hooked-nosed man's brow, spraying a mix of red and white matter. The disbelief in his wide-open eyes instantly froze.
Henry walked forward and found that there was indeed an alarm bell under the hooked-nosed man's desk, connected to a wire that ran through the floor.
"F*ck!"
Henry cursed, but he wasn't too angry. After all, there would always be various accidents, and it was normal for the enemy's long-established lair to have some backup plans.
Henry walked over and put the safe, which had a base of roughly 1.2 meters square and was about 2 meters high, into his Storage Space.
Isn't it just less than 3 cubic meters of space?
Henry also put the wolf carcass into his space, then carefully observed the structure of the entire office, and then tapped a few places, discovering that the space behind the tapestry with the beautiful woman's image on the hooked-nosed man's right was unusual.
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