Bang! Bang!

The dull thud of flesh colliding echoed through the warehouse!

The two exchanged several blows in the confined space in an instant!

The force of their punches and kicks whipped up dust!

Old Qian's actions were ruthless and cunning, each move deadly, completely unlike the honest and simple warehouse manager he was!

Jiang Feng, on the other hand, was like a rock, fighting head-on. The terrifying explosive power and stability brought by his mechanical legs made up for some of his physical discomfort!

"You're not Qian Weiguo! Who are you?!" Jiang Feng roared, his attacks relentless!

Old Qian stopped answering, his face filled with only cold killing intent.

He knew his identity had been exposed and he had to either silence them or escape!

He suddenly grabbed a handful of sharp screws scattered on the ground and used them as projectiles to shoot them at Jiang Feng's face!

At the same time, he slammed into the nearby shelf again, trying to create even more chaos!

Jiang Feng swung his arm to block, and the screws clanged against the robotic arm!

In that instant of obscured vision, Lao Qian, like a slippery eel, once again slipped through the gaps in the shelves and ran for his life toward the shadowy area deep in the warehouse where huge oil drums were piled up!

"Chase!" Jiang Feng roared and took off after him! The soldiers quickly bypassed the obstacles and followed.

However, he had only taken a few steps when he caught up!

Buzz—!

A high-frequency tremor, more intense and sharper than before, erupted violently from inside Jiang Feng's mechanical knee joint without warning, as if countless red-hot steel needles were instantly piercing his bone marrow!

"Ugh—!" Even with Jiang Feng's steely will, the sudden, excruciating pain, far exceeding his limits, caused him to let out an uncontrollable groan!

He felt as if he had been struck by an invisible hammer, instantly losing his balance and falling heavily to his knees on one knee!

Cold sweat poured down his back like a waterfall!

Excruciating pain! Torn apart pain!

Accompanied by a strange feeling, as if a precision instrument has been forcibly interfered with and destroyed... a sense of internal structural misalignment!

"Team Leader Jiang!" The soldier rushed forward in alarm to help him up.

"Don't worry about me! Chase them!"

Jiang Feng's eyes were bloodshot, and he forced himself to endure the excruciating pain that almost made him faint. He pointed in the direction where Lao Qian had disappeared, "He ran towards the oil drum area! Quick!"

The soldiers gritted their teeth, leaving two men to protect Jiang Feng while the rest chased after him towards the oil drum area!

Jiang Feng knelt on the ground, his right hand gripping the violently trembling mechanical leg joints, which seemed about to fall apart at any moment, his teeth grinding together!

Sweat dripped from his chin onto the cold cement floor.

He suddenly looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the dark shadow of the oil drums deep in the warehouse, his eyes burning with boundless rage and murderous intent!

That deadly high-frequency tremor just now...

It was definitely a second, more intense, targeted interference that Old Qian used some kind of hidden device to harass him during his escape!

The goal is to stop his pursuit!

This is no coincidence!

This is a declaration of war!

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Final assembly workshop.

Ming Zhao was standing on the elevated platform, instructing workers on the installation of the huge interface hatch under the belly of the Shadow Machine, which was reserved for the Starflame Energy Core.

Her movements were precise, and her instructions were concise.

Sudden!

A soldier next to Jiang Feng rushed up the platform, panting, his face anxious, clutching a small, inconspicuous metal object wrapped in oilcloth.

"Comrade Mingzhao! Captain Jiang... Captain Jiang asked me to give this to you immediately!"

The soldier's voice was tinged with lingering fear, "It was found under the shelf in the warehouse... during the fight with that spy! Captain Jiang said... this thing... might be related to the... anomalous pulses you discovered earlier!"

Mingzhao stopped what he was doing, his cool gaze falling on the oilcloth wrapping in the soldier's hand.

She reached out and took it.

The tarpaulin was opened, revealing a... seemingly ordinary hexagonal nut.

But this nut... is clearly unusual!

The material is a special high-strength, non-magnetic alloy, which feels heavy and cold to the touch.

The threads are extremely precise, far exceeding ordinary industrial standards.

Most importantly, at the center of the bottom of the nut, there is an extremely tiny black crystal that is almost integrated with the metal!

The surface of the crystal is covered with tiny, circuit-like metallic etching patterns that are almost invisible to the naked eye!

Mingzhao's fingertips keenly detected a faint trace of energy remnant on the black crystal, yet its frequency was ridiculously high...

It matches perfectly with the pulse characteristics she previously captured in wind tunnel testing data and when Jiang Feng's mechanical leg malfunctioned!

Her pupils suddenly contracted!

Unconsciously, his fingertips tightened, gripping the cold nut tightly in his palm.