The actions of this group are akin to suicide; without the constraints of gravity, you are like a wolf unleashed from its cage, while the enemies before you are lesser than mere sheep.
In your eyes, these people are truly no different from ants. Thankfully, you held back; otherwise, losing limbs would have been considered a light injury.
"Kid, you're going to regret this!"
"No need to wait—I'll go find your leader myself and save us both the trouble later." You casually lift the leader as if holding a kitten and say calmly, "Do you want me to carry you around and ask for directions, or will you take me straight to your leader?"
"I'll bring you to him!" the man shouts hurriedly.
You toss the man to the ground, then turn to Pang Gaozhu and say, "You should come along too. Let's get everything sorted out directly."
Twenty minutes later, the man leads you to a tall building. "Our leader's office is on the 67th floor."
