My Professions Have Too Much Personality - Chapter 136 - 108: Annihilation of the Pang Family, Open and Secret Struggles

Chapter 136: Chapter 108: Annihilation of the Pang Family, Open and Secret Struggles

“Punishment Department, Squads 7, 12, 13, 16, and 17, for a total of 532 personnel, all present and accounted for.”

Zhao Gang reported in a deep voice.

Xia Hanshi glanced up at the window. The artificial moon was bright and clear. He said flatly, “Teng Liang, distribute the mission objectives.”

Teng Liang walked over to a nearby computer-like terminal. After a few moments of operation, all the mid- to high-level officers present raised the combat terminals embedded in their left-hand armor as a series of photos flashed across the screens.

Their expressions began to change. Some even widened their eyes and exchanged glances with their colleagues.

Xia Hanshi’s tone remained indifferent. “Once you’re inside, anyone marked for capture, leave them alive for interrogation. Anyone marked for termination, leave no survivors.”

Su Chen couldn’t see the specific photos.

But he clearly noticed several nearby Senior Judges from the Punishment Department showing looks of hesitation.

Zhao Gang’s Adam’s apple bobbed. When carrying out missions within the city, to prevent information leaks, mission objectives were typically only revealed right before the operation began.

But today’s objective still came as a great shock.

This was the Pang Family, a family with close ties to the Judicial Court. Although the current Patriarch was the deputy director of the Inspectorate, many saw him as a pawn planted there by the Judicial Court.

They were on very close private terms with many people in the Judicial Court.

“Elder Xia… this…” he began tentatively, but before he could finish, he felt a cold glare sweep over him. “Do you have an opinion?”

“N-no.” Zhao Gang shivered and quickly shook his head.

Xia Hanshi turned around and scanned the crowd. “I know some of you may have met the people in these photos, may even be friends with them, or have even closer ties.”

“I’ll give you one chance. If there’s anyone who can’t bring themselves to do it, you can leave now.”

Zhao Gang’s pupils contracted. He scrambled to speak before any of his subordinates did something stupid. “Since they are the mission objectives, they are enemies of the Judicial Court and enemies of Ying Feng! We are Judges now; there is no room for personal feelings!”

Hearing their direct superior say this, the few who had been hesitant tensed up, breaking out in a cold sweat.

’Old Xia is so treacherous… Always fishing for dissent.’

As an outsider, Su Chen could clearly see the change in everyone’s expression.

“Good.” Xia Hanshi nodded in satisfaction before issuing the combat orders. “Zhao Gang will lead Squads 7 and 12 in a frontal assault. Squads 13 and 16 will provide flank cover…”

“Squad 17 will enter the sewers and cut off their escape route…”

“Each squad will dispatch fifteen members to form dispersal teams. The moment the operation begins, seal off an eight-hundred-meter perimeter…”

Xia Hanshi laid out the plan with practiced ease, adding a final requirement: “Also, we can’t be sure if there are other secret escape routes inside. After securing the scene, do an immediate headcount and scan for hidden passages.”

It was now almost nine in the evening. Most of the regular staff in the building had already left, and many floors were dark.

The nearby streets had fewer pedestrians, but the top floors remained brightly lit.

The hovercar lanes weaving between the skyscrapers were still bustling with traffic.

Time ticked by. Only the logistics personnel remained here; everyone else had gone down to prepare.

“Go!”

The moment the numbers on the screen ticked over to ten o’clock, Xia Hanshi’s eyes grew cold as he uttered a single word.

“Hovercar lanes have been temporarily rerouted…” a logistics officer called out.

“Surveillance has been taken over. Elevator access cracked…”

“Hypnosis team is moving, interfering with security…”

In an instant, the hovercar lanes on either side of the building suddenly turned red. Starting from about seven to eight hundred meters away from the Pang Family Mansion, traffic was abruptly diverted onto another hovercar lane.

Below, three squads of Judicial Guards, like blades in the night, rapidly approached the Pang Family Mansion, their armor glinting with a cold light under the moon.

The security guards collapsed limply before they even realized something was wrong.

Nearby manhole covers were pried open, and Judicial Guards filed in one after another.

The Judges on the perimeter had already set up a cordon, blocking any passersby from entering and helping those still inside to evacuate.

Without a sound, over two hundred Judicial Guards silently entered the building.

“Report!”

Suddenly, one of the logistics personnel spoke urgently, “The elevators for floors forty and above are on a separate system! They aren’t connected to Ying Feng’s central network and run independently! We can’t control them!”

Xia Hanshi’s expression was cold. “Force your way through.”

The moment he finished speaking, a bluish-purple explosion of light erupted on the thirty-ninth floor of the Pang Family Mansion, shattering the glass windows into powder.

’His command is as heavy as a mountain…’ Su Chen thought, holding a pair of optical binoculars. He was wearing an earpiece and could hear the various commands on the operations channel.

He couldn’t help but marvel. ’So this is the Chief Judge.’

This signaled the shift from a stealthy infiltration to an open assault. Zhao Gang, at the tip of the spear, moved even faster, shooting up from the thirty-ninth floor like a cannonball, his trajectory marked by the shattering glass curtain walls of each level he passed.

Bursts of elemental light erupted on various floors as close-quarters combat began. The advance was utterly devastating.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Muffled thuds echoed from above. Su Chen could see streaks of light shooting from even higher levels, plunging into the Pang Family Mansion.

’Snipers… and not with ordinary kinetic weapons.’

Firearms were widely used in Ying Feng. He had heard there were even specialized professions that worked with them, and their power was considerable.

…

「Pang Family Mansion, Top Floor」

In the magnificent banquet hall, there was only one table, a large one, seating nearly twenty people.

Pang Hui sat in the host’s seat, his expression serene. To his left, one seat was empty.

The rest were all middle-aged or older, with only a few young faces among them. Their expressions varied, but they all seemed to carry a hint of dissatisfaction.