Li Fan, however, dared not go out, being on Zhao Yunhai's mind.
Zhao Yunhai's previous speed, almost breaking in, made Li Fan greatly wary of that guy.
Fortunately, he had Xiaobai's reminder, otherwise, Li Fan might have fallen into the other party's trap.
Now, he could only accumulate strength again within the post-apocalyptic world and break out with the most formidable power.
He knew the other party would definitely not leave and would be waiting outside to ambush him.
If he went out now, he would surely be walking into a tiger's den.
Li Fan stayed in the post-apocalyptic world for nearly ten days, and his numbers of people surged by a thousand, even including killing machines like robotic dogs.
Li Fan felt fortunate that he had moved the food to a large warehouse in the post-apocalyptic world early on, otherwise, he would have the will but not the means.
As for the current situation of the Umbrella Corporation, Li Fan thought it must have been targeted severely.
Unfortunately, Li Fan was still too naive. There was indeed an Umbrella Corporation outside, but its personnel had long since evacuated, leaving only an empty shell.
If it weren't for the fear of affecting Li Fan's emergence location by dismantling Umbrella Corporation, the two chaebol heirs would have already torn it down.
However, they were very patient and reported directly to their families, and two elite troops were assigned to protect them.
This office also had many traps; they were very meticulous in their efforts to capture Li Fan alive.
Zhao Yunhai had a rough idea of when Li Fan would come out.
Everything was under his control.
For a protagonist to develop, it usually takes at most a month and a half. For someone as clever as Li Fan, it would likely take half a month at most before he impatiently came out.
Moreover, the smooth destruction of the Ji family was also thanks to Thousand-Faced Ghost dispelling Ji Changlong's doubts.
Although the information Li Fan revealed did not contain critical insider details, he did disclose his whereabouts in the United States to Ji Changlong.
Ji Changlong's lack of precaution was also due to Thousand-Faced Ghost; after all, an outsider could never be as trusted as one's own son.
Alas, Li Fan had done wicked deeds and also provoked himself, bringing about a life-threatening danger.
Next to Li Fan's original chairman's office.
Zhao Yunhai sat on the main sofa. The interior was completely cleared, leaving only three sofas.
Hessman Klin and Dexter Bill also sat on the sofas with great patience.
Almost every day, they arrived here on time, staying here to watch, except for sleeping.
Around them, advanced technological instruments were set up, along with surveillance video feeds of the adjacent room.
Li Fan's office was surrounded by a giant net on all sides, made of special materials. As soon as Li Fan appeared, the net would quickly contract to trap him.
This giant net possessed a powerful electric current capable of instantly incapacitating someone without killing them.
Outside, the most elite special forces were deployed, living and working there.
The two families could not have absolute control here; they had only secured half a month.
Once this half a month passed, even the forces behind them would not be able to prevent other factions from investigating.
Here, money was everything. In this country dominated by money, most official personnel had intricate ties with these chaebols.
Zhao Yunhai was also waiting. A good hunter never lacked patience to wait for prey to emerge from its den.
And Li Fan was indeed preparing to come out.
The strength accumulated in his hands was enough for him to break out.
In Li Fan's mind, his company definitely had no employees left.
Zhao Yunhai must be waiting outside for him. Would it be better to throw a bomb out and then emerge?
As for the other party wanting to enter the post-apocalyptic gate he opened, Li Fan planned to suppress them with overwhelming firepower.
Just a few seconds were needed; once the explosion occurred, they would surely perish.
Li Fan looked at the nearly thousand armed personnel by his side, and a surge of valor rushed to his head.
Meanwhile, outside, Zhao Yunhai seemed to sense something. He looked at the surveillance video, a glint in his eyes.
"It's coming."
As Zhao Yunhai spoke, he saw the vortex of the post-apocalyptic gate appear on the surveillance video.
"Finally, I waited for you. Good thing I didn't give up."
Hessman Klin and Dexter Bill stared at the surveillance video, immediately grabbing their communicators, ready to issue orders at any moment.
"Go."
Just as the post-apocalyptic gate appeared, something was thrown out from it.
Without a word, Zhao Yunhai grabbed the two of them and leaped out of the window as if carrying bags.
The strong wind during their fall made their eyes water, but they could feel themselves falling, instantly making their scalps tingle with fear.
At that moment, a massive explosion erupted from the upper floors.
The force of the explosion was immense, directly severing and collapsing the building on the upper floors.
Zhao Yunhai used his internal energy to protect himself, but the other two were not so fortunate, as glass and concrete fragments scraped against their bodies.
Zhao Yunhai was not particularly surprised by the explosion behind him; his calm demeanor revealed his strong psychological fortitude.
Within seconds, Zhao Yunhai used his qinggong to reach a high-rise building opposite, broke through the window, and casually threw the two of them onto the ground before looking outside.
The explosion caused a massive fire, and the floor where it occurred, along with the two floors above and below, was almost completely destroyed by the blast.
"Young Master Yun, my divination was quite accurate, wasn't it? As soon as Li Fan comes out, there will be an explosion."
At this moment, Wang Fan called, and Zhao Yunhai answered to hear Wang Fan's smug laughter.
"Indeed, very accurate. Tell Si Jinyan to prepare to capture Li Fan. Give him hope, and don't let him escape back to that world."
Zhao Yunhai commanded swiftly.
Wang Fan, on the other end of the line, immediately suppressed his smile, "Understood."
Meanwhile, Li Fan, with immense composure and confidence, emerged from the post-apocalyptic gate under the protection of numerous armed personnel.
Looking at the corpses around him, Li Fan's lips curved into a triumphant smile. "Zhao Yunhai, I'll see if you don't die now."
"Kill them all."
Li Fan knew there must be survivors. "Leave no one alive."
Li Fan had originally intended to establish his company and develop slowly. Zhao Yunhai, however, had forced him to resort to such means.
To be honest, he really wanted peaceful development.
After this turmoil, Li Fan knew he could no longer stay in the United States.
However, he had long anticipated this day and had prepared a contingency.
Li Fan directly dialed a number; this was his private armed force, which had been hidden all along.
A helicopter was taking off from a distant helipad and heading towards them.
These thousand armed personnel had become his discarded pawns.
Since they were all clones, he didn't feel any heartache using them.
The only regret was that Zhao Yunhai's corpse was not found; he probably hadn't come.
These corpses lying on the ground were likely Zhao Yunhai's men, and they would probably cause him some heartache for a while.
Thinking of this, Li Fan, surrounded by a group of people, let out a cold, triumphant laugh.
Outside, gunfire continued, indicating that fierce combat was underway.
Zhao Yunhai did not want to meet with him to obtain his golden finger.
However, he feared that if he went over, the other party would sense it and immediately flee back into the post-apocalyptic gate.
Patience was something he always possessed in abundance.
Li Fan's golden finger would eventually be his.