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Five-star Hotel's backyard.

The person dressed in gray-green military uniform was surrounded by a group of soldiers from District 13, with their guns pointed at him, which was why his expression seemed very poor.

"I must see our district's Special Envoy first."

Under the guns, he had no choice but to bow his head.

This member of the Green Mist army, patiently enduring, stared back coldly and mercilessly at the Capital Commandant and said, "Otherwise, even if you choose to kill me, I will not tell you the location of our legion."

There haven't been many who dare to confront the Capital Commandant, but today, he had encountered quite a few.

The Capital Commandant looked expressionlessly at the soldier for a long time, making the latter's complexion turn pale and back break into a cold sweat, before shifting his gaze and signaling with a hand gesture to someone behind.

A soldier immediately stepped forward.

"Go call that woman down," the Capital Commandant said indifferently.

The room where the Special Envoy of District 10 was staying had windows facing the main street, so it was likely that she was oblivious to the situation in the backyard; otherwise, she would have come down proactively.

The Capital Commandant had no intention of taking the man up there himself. While waiting, he looked up at the walls of the hotel.

Room 311 on the third floor.

The male waiter who was peeking through a corner of the curtain quickly let it fall back into place as the other party looked up.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He was struck with disbelief.

It was already ten o'clock, but why would the Capital Commandant of District 13 appear in the backyard of the hotel, especially by the side of the pool?

He had a ridiculous thought.

Could it be that the Capital Commandant was the one he was dealing with?!

This... No, it couldn't be, right?

And even if it was true, the male waiter didn't dare go down to probe, not to mention whether this could be a trap or misunderstanding. Besides...

He just felt that even if it was him, after the transaction was over, this madman would probably just draw his gun and send a bullet through his forehead to keep his mouth shut.

After all, if the reputation of drug dealing accidentally got out, it would not reflect well on a Capital Commandant from District 1. Thinking it over carefully, the likelihood of getting silenced was practically one hundred percent!

Male Waiter: "..." Maybe just watch a bit longer.

Besides, there seemed to be not just the Capital Commandant in the backyard; there was also a soldier dressed in military uniform with a different color than District 13, but a similar style. The Capital Commandant was probably just there to meet him, so there was no need to scare himself.

So why arrange to meet here of all places?!

If his trading partner saw this, he definitely wouldn't show up.

The male waiter thought gloomily.

It looked like he could only seek help from that person.

He would have to find an opportunity to approach him later; otherwise, if things dragged on like this, there would likely be even more complications.

The male waiter was contemplating this when the lights in the room suddenly went out!

...

The entire hotel was suddenly plunged into darkness!

As he saw the building before him fall back into darkness, the Capital Commandant still wore an expressionless face, but his eyes were heavy, and the gentle rain falling from the sky suddenly took on a cold, threatening air!

The heart of the Green Mist soldier across from him skipped a beat, feeling the suffocating oppressiveness, his muscles tensing up.

The Capital Commandant stood unmoved in the backyard, like a statue of steel, the rain falling on him, spreading a chill.

As expected, the hotel descended into noise again; cries of alarm came from the lobby, but perhaps because they had experienced it before, the guests didn't panic this time.

However, those who saw an opportunity to act would still make use of the confusion.

Gunshots began to ring out, and screams erupted.

The hotel lobby seemed to have plunged into some kind of chaos.

Listening quietly to these overlapping voices, the Capital Commandant suddenly let out a cold laugh.

The deep voice that spread in the nighttime sounded sinister, like a demon whispering, chilling to the marrow.

The Mist Soldier across from him couldn't hold it in any longer, under such pressure, he forced a strained voice out, "Inside... something seems to have happened inside the hotel, don't you need to deal with it?"

The Capital Commandant glanced at him, but said nothing.

The Mist Soldier couldn't figure out this man's temperament, finding him difficult to deal with, so after not getting a response, he chose to shut up under the aim of several gun barrels.

The chaos was inside the hotel, so were the screams and gunfire. Outside, the military stood in tight formation, but after a long wait, no one seemed to break out.

Clearly, the enemy also knew that darkness and the building itself provided their protection; once their figure was exposed, they would likely be greeted by a barrage of bullets—being turned into a sieve would be the least of their worries.

No one attempted a breakout, no one left the hotel lightly.

If it had been the first blackout, perhaps they would have had a chance to leave, but afterward, the military district had almost mobilized half its forces here.

The two rings of troops outside the hotel were just what was visible, who knew how many lay hidden around, not to mention snipers!

"Crash!"

Suddenly, the sound of glass shattering and something heavy falling came from another side of the hotel, making a sizeable racket.

The Capital Commandant's gaze shifted slightly; at that moment, a soldier hurriedly appeared from the back door.

"Commander, the Special Envoy from District 10 just fell from the upper floor, breaking through the window. It looks like she's seriously injured, should we send her for medical attention?" the soldier reported swiftly.

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"What?!" Before the Capital Commandant could speak, the Mist Soldier beside him blurted out, shocked.

"What about the one who attacked her?" the Capital Commandant asked indifferently.

"Didn't see any strange people!" the soldier responded loudly.

"Then they're still in the hotel,"

the Capital Commandant said as he looked up again at the hotel's facade.

The Mist Soldier beside him was becoming anxious and, despite the pressure, requested, "Capital Commandant, could we first take care of our district's special envoy? Her will is crucial for our cooperation this time!"

Hearing this, the Capital Commandant's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Before the situation is resolved, leaving the hotel is out of the question. Let the hotel's doctor take a look at her later."

"But..." the Mist Soldier wanted to say more, but a cold look from the Capital Commandant silenced him.

Under the barrel of a gun, one has no choice but to bow their head...

At that moment, the sound of confusion came again from the direction of the hotel's main street at the front entrance.

The Capital Commandant finally frowned impatiently.

Using the faint light from outside, he looked yet again at the hotel walls, then at the calm and undisturbed hotel backyard. He then said to the soldier beside him, "Keep a sharp eye on this area. From now on, shoot to kill at the first sign of trouble."

"Yes!" the soldier responded robustly.

Defense had been relaxed earlier to accommodate the Green Mist Army, but that was no longer needed, and those people turned out to be even more capable than he had thought.

The Capital Commandant turned and left through the backyard, taking a lit street to the front lobby.

The Mist Soldier was left standing where he was, standing erect in the cold autumn rain, his face resolute, with lingering concern for the Special Envoy evident in his eyes.

Suddenly, in the drizzling rain, he noticed a faint green smoke drifting across the mist-shrouded sky, spreading outward from the hotel's third floor, blending almost seamlessly with the rain, becoming one with the walls of the hotel.

The Mist Soldier's gaze flickered slightly, and he subtly lowered his eyes without a word.

That figure floated down into a corner of the backyard, unnoticed by anyone and silent.

However...

She happened to fall right beside Xu Shuo.

In an instant, their eyes met.