Only Show Your Temper When You Have the Power to Back It Up

In the dead silence of the room, every gaze was fixed intently on Dongfang Shuye, like glaring searchlights.

Everyone was waiting for Dongfang Shuye's order, yet at the same time, no one wanted him to give it.

In truth, Dongfang Shuye's mind was a battlefield, two opposing forces clashing fiercely within him, leaving him deeply conflicted.

Professionally, this would undoubtedly be a vital asset to the nation, the key to altering the future landscape of the world.

Personally, he was burdened with a mission, and securing this would be a monumental achievement.

But whether for personal gain or public duty, from his standpoint, this research had to be handed over to the higher-ups.

As for whether the technology would ultimately be sealed away or utilized, that was for the superiors to decide.

He took a step forward. The faint sound of his footfall against the floor was exceptionally clear in the silent laboratory.

"Lin Mo, I must take this research back. It is my duty."

His voice was steady, carrying an unquestionable authority.

"As for the issues you're worried about, I guarantee on my honor that I will bring it straight to the top, completely untouched. We will absolutely not allow it to be abused."

Lin Mo let out a soft breath, and with it, the last trace of warmth seemed to leave his body.

"So I really was just wasting my breath. You guarantee it on your honor? Please, your honor isn't worth a damn to me."

Their stances were different; saying more was pointless.

Dongfang Shuye wasn't wrong. He simply believed in order and control.

But Lin Mo firmly believed that human nature was a wild beast that could never be caged by the bars of a system.

So, he stopped talking.

He raised his hand, his gaze falling upon the USB drive in his palm, and simply closed his five fingers around it.

Crack!

With a crisp sound, the sturdy exterior of the flash drive, along with the chip inside, instantly crumbled into a pile of black dust, slipping through his fingers.

Clean and decisive.

Dongfang Shuye's eyelids twitched violently. He subconsciously wanted to stop him, but didn't even have the chance to reach out.

The USB drive was gone.

The complete data was entirely gone.

Strangely, everyone present felt a simultaneous sigh of relief in the depths of their hearts.

In their eyes, that tiny USB drive was no longer a marvel of technology, but a disaster waiting to detonate at any moment.

Lin Mo's words had planted a seed of fear in their minds.

No one could guarantee that this technology truly wouldn't be abused.

Who dared to say that when the butcher's blade was swung at others, they would step up to stop it?

Or who dared to say that when the blade was swung at themselves, someone else would step forward to save them?

No one dared.

Therefore, its destruction was for the best.

When Lin Mo did things, he always preferred to be thorough.

With a flip of his wrist, several yellow talismans appeared out of thin air. They transformed into streaks of flowing light and accurately struck the surrounding core servers and precision instruments.

Sizzle!

Electric sparks erupted violently, the intense crackling sounding like the wails of wild beasts.

The screens of all the equipment in the entire laboratory instantly went black. Thick smoke billowed from the computer towers, and the acrid smell of burning quickly filled the air.

He was pulling up the weeds by the roots, leaving not a single spark behind.

Lin Mo knew that he had to be ruthless. Otherwise, they would eventually find a way to piece the technology back together from lingering fragments.

Looking at the devastated laboratory, Dongfang Shuye's chest heaved violently. He clenched his fists tightly, desperately suppressing the monstrous fury rising in his heart.

"Do you have any idea how many people will want your life once I submit my report?" His voice squeezed through his gritted teeth, cold and hard.

Lin Mo slowly turned around, tilted his head, and even revealed a playful smile on his face.

"Oh? Is that so? Then I'd very much like to see that. I'm sure my master would be quite delighted as well."

Dongfang Shuye stared at Lin Mo with a stern expression.

"You and your Master Beixuan might be very powerful, but what about the people you care about? Your grandmother? Your cousin? Your landlord's family..."

Knowing Lin Mo's name, Dongfang Shuye only needed to do a little investigating to obtain all of Lin Mo's information. He knew everyone associated with Lin Mo clearly.

Liu Zheng, who had been standing to the side all along, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard this. He cursed inwardly: Damn it!

It was over!

He had just stepped on the tiger's tail!

Sure enough, the faint smile on Lin Mo's face was instantly extinguished, like a candle blown out by a freezing wind.

The surrounding air seemed to solidify, and the temperature plummeted.

In the next second, he vanished from his spot.

Then, he appeared right in front of Dongfang Shuye.

Before Dongfang Shuye could even react, it was as if an invisible force had seized him by the throat. He was lifted off the ground and slammed against the laboratory wall.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo simply stood there with his hands in his pockets.

Regardless of Dongfang Shuye's stance, he was still the leader of their squad.

Therefore, the members of the squad all rushed toward Lin Mo.

The fastest was Tie Nan.

True to his name, his entire body emanated a metallic luster.

However, before he could even reach him, it was as if he had been struck by a massive heavy truck.

He was sent flying backward out of thin air.

Between Rose's fingers, three throwing knives appeared, and she launched them one after another.

The three throwing knives followed each other in a straight line, shooting toward a single point.

Rose was not as delicate as she appeared. Seeing Lin Mo attack Dongfang Shuye, she struck with all her might.

If Lin Mo died under her blade, then he would just have to consider himself unlucky.

Except, Lin Mo merely turned his head to look.

The three throwing knives abruptly changed direction in mid-air and effortlessly pierced through Rose's shoulders and wrists.

Lin Mo looked up at Dongfang Shuye, his eyes conveying a single message.

Next time, it won't be this simple.

Suspended in mid-air, Dongfang Shuye instantly understood and immediately shouted.

"Everyone stop!"

Hearing this, the other squad members who were about to attack immediately halted.

Lin Mo also slowly lowered his hand.

It was then that the crowd realized blades were resting against the necks of two other members of Dongfang's squad.

The ones holding the blades were Frozen Killer and Ma Wenlong.

These two men were both under Lin Mo's control.

As long as Lin Mo willed it, he could execute the two of them instantly.

Looking at Dongfang Shuye, Lin Mo let out a laugh.

"Am I the only one who has family and friends?"

He turned his head to look at the surrounding members of Dongfang's squad.

"Do you not have them?"

Lin Mo interrogated.

"Or does the Dongfang family not have them?"

Dongfang Shuye could not move, but he stared at Lin Mo. "I wasn't trying to threaten you. It's just that by doing this, others will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mo raised his hand and waved it casually. A massive rift was instantly torn into the laboratory wall.

"Then let them come. But you'd better warn them: whichever family decides to get involved, I will show them that if they want to turn hostile, they need the strength to back it up. I guarantee I'll send their entire family to the grave."

Lin Mo released Dongfang Shuye.

Dongfang Shuye slid down the wall and collapsed onto the floor.

When he was pinned against the wall just a moment ago, Dongfang Shuye felt like a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree; he was completely powerless to resist Lin Mo's strength.

This feeling was even more oppressive than when he sparred with the long-established experts back at the bureau.

One had to remember, Lin Mo's true identity was nothing more than a student.

At the thought of this, Dongfang Shuye could not help but clench his fists.

Right at that moment, the ceiling of the laboratory suddenly cracked and collapsed.

Two figures plummeted down from the crumbling ceiling.

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