Li Chen felt a surge of raw, unrestrained fury coursing through his veins as the neuronex drug took full control of his mind and body. Tang Ziyi's slightly panicked voice echoed in his earpiece, guiding him towards the entrance of the mansion, but his words were mere background noise to the torrent of rage that consumed his every thought.
His sole focus was on carving a path of destruction through any obstacle that dared stand in his way, driven by an unquenchable thirst for vengeance against those who had torn his family asunder. With each life he extinguished, the drug's grip tightened, drowning out any semblance of reason or mercy that might have tempered his actions.
As Li Chen advanced, the bodies of Zhang Yiming's elite guards littered the ground, their lifeless forms a grim testament to his uncompromising determination. Bullets whizzed past him, deflected by a seemingly impenetrable aura of madness that enveloped his being, fueling his relentless onslaught.
