A few minutes later, the smooth marble floor of the Department of Inspection was completely littered with corpses. Yuchi took the elevator to the 122nd floor, looked at the two sides of the corridor, and then walked toward room 12213.
There were all sorts of people along the corridor shooting at him, but these things could not hurt him at all.
He ignored most of the bullets, choosing only to block the ones flying toward his helmet.
He casually collected a few bullets and held them in his hand. Then, like marbles, he flicked the bullets along their original path. The velocity of the flicked bullets far exceeded its original velocity. They easily penetrated the reinforced concrete walls. Bloodcurdling screams could be heard throughout the corridor.
"We can't stop him!"
"We can't even slow him down!"
In various corners of the corridor, the guards of the Department of Inspection were all terribly frightened.
