Ling Tian brought A Li to the first floor. In the spacious hall on this floor, several people were enjoying dinner. The hall was surrounded by various processing machinery.
There were also a few people sitting on the ground playing cards, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
Just then, a door on the first floor suddenly opened, and a fully armed man emerged. He frowned upon seeing the scene.
"Hurry up and finish your meal, then return to your posts!
These are extraordinary times, and the Queen Bee has given instructions to remain vigilant!"
"Don't worry, Boss Sean. Our brothers are guarding the outer sentry posts. Even a rattlesnake approaching our base would be detected, let alone a person!" a burly Black man said nonchalantly.
"This is a direct order from the Queen Bee, and I have conveyed it to you. You can choose not to listen, but if something goes wrong and the Queen Bee buries you in the desert, don't blame me for not warning you!"
The man named Sean said with a grave expression.
"Understood, Sean. Don't worry, we'll return to our posts after we finish eating..."
The Black men laughed heartily. However, before they could finish speaking, a voice suddenly came.
"He's right. I think you should listen to him!"
The voice was very abrupt, and everyone present was somewhat bewildered. At that moment, a finger-sized hole suddenly appeared on Sean's head.
The hole was located in the center of his forehead. Sean's body then fell to the ground with a thud.
It was only then that the people inside realized that a man had appeared more than ten meters away, holding a gun in each of his hands.
Ling Tian raised his hand, twirled the two guns with a flourish, and then they quickly disappeared.
At this moment, more than ten meters behind Ling Tian, behind a piece of machinery, a Black man quietly took out a revolver and aimed it at Ling Tian's back.
This fellow had been sleeping on the ground behind the machinery and had thus escaped being riddled with bullets by Ling Tian.
As a member of the Beehive assassin group, none of these killers were to be trifled with. Thus, he prepared to ambush Ling Tian with his gun.
However, before this fellow could pull the trigger, there was a loud bang. A powerful force struck him, sending him flying three to five meters away. He landed heavily on the ground, with more than a dozen bullet holes on his body, clearly beyond saving.
Before he died, he saw that while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole is behind. Behind him, a petite figure had appeared.
It was a delicate little girl, only about 1.5 meters tall and appearing to be around ten years old.
This little girl was wearing brown leather boots, blue jeans, a camouflage crop top, and a cowboy hat.
Looking at the little girl's face, she was beautiful and playful, with a pair of small buck teeth that made her look very spirited.
However, in this little girl's hands was a thick "fire poker," with smoke still coming from one end.
As an American, how could he not recognize the weapon in the little girl's hands? It was the famous Remington M870 shotgun.
The origin of this weapon could be traced back to World War II. When Americans participated in the war in Europe, they carried a large number of these weapons, mainly for close combat and trench warfare.
Especially in the confined spaces of trenches, this gun could hit a whole group of targets, which is why this weapon had a resounding name: the Trench Cleaner.
Although over 100 years had passed, this weapon, due to its simple structure, reliable performance, low cost, and immense power, was still widely possessed and used by the US military, police, and even criminals. The civilian ownership of this weapon was also very large.
However, such a weapon in the hands of the petite A Li looked so incongruous.
Although this fellow had hidden very well, his movements had not escaped Ling Tian's Heavenly Eye divine ability.
Ling Tian was also well aware of A Li's presence behind him. Thus, A Li had shot the Black man to pieces with one shot.
"Wow, that's amazing! The power of this thing is even comparable to talismans and spells..." the cute little cat demon exclaimed.
"A Li, this is the power of technology, the crystallization of human wisdom over thousands of years. So, even if you are very powerful, you must remain vigilant and give due respect to those who wield these weapons in the future," Ling Tian earnestly taught A Li.
"Okay, A Li understands."
A Miao had always obeyed Ling Tian's instructions, as she knew he was doing it for her own good.
"What should we do next?" A Li asked curiously.
"Cut off their retreat. We'll split up to search for the exits of the underground space. Block all the exits of the underground space!
Then, cut off all the wires, cables, and ventilation ducts leading to the surface. I want to trap them like fish in a barrel!"
"Okay, okay!"
A Li happily went off to find other exits.
Ling Tian caused a lot of destruction in the room, smashing all the surveillance equipment and cutting off all visible wires.
At this moment, the entire underground space had descended into chaos. In the underground control room, someone had already witnessed the slaughter here.
They quickly reported the situation to Guterres.