My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

Bullets travel at speeds above the speed of sound; a person simply cannot dodge them. Their impact is unimaginably devastating.

Even he, after drinking the serum, could not guarantee that a bullet to a vital spot wouldn’t be fatal, let alone Lin Guang, who looked delicate and soft-skinned at a glance.

Even if the boy standing on his own head really was some kind of special existence, he was still human.

As long as he was human, a spray of bullets could kill him outright!

The next moment, the clearly well-trained thugs hesitated no longer. They aimed at the boy and pulled their triggers.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

Under Zhao Chen’s gleeful gaze, five rounds roared out of the gun barrels amid flames.

At the same time, a red flash of light flickered in Lin Guang’s eyes.

At the instant the bullets left the muzzle, the boy’s silhouette blurred into an afterimage.

Amid the continuous gunfire, he moved with an almost unimaginable reaction speed and forcibly twisted away from all the bullets.

Then came the dense sounds of bones shattering.

He returned to his original position again and stomped on Zhao Chen’s head.

The gunmen hadn’t even had time to fire a second shot before they were abruptly knocked down, and only after a long moment of confusion did they realize what had happened and began to howl in pain.

“Ahhhh! My left hand, my king’s—”

Impossible!

Zhao Chen’s head was struck again so hard that he even forgot to muster force. He only saw the boy stoop down and ask seriously,

“Is it really so difficult to dodge bullets?”

Even if bullets are faster than reflexes, if you carefully observe the shooter’s aiming posture and the motion of their finger pulling the trigger, couldn’t you dodge the bullets?

No matter how slow a person’s reactions are, can’t they learn to dodge bullets?

He had done it before without magic power.

“………”

Seeing that fleeting red light in the boy’s eyes, Zhao Chen shuddered all over, but the burning heat in his veins could not warm the chill that had settled in his heart.

The new Branch Leader of the Black Cloud Society who had tried to open a foothold in Wind Capital finally realized something.

The reason the Qingfeng Gang and other Western Suburbs crews had long hesitated to make a move was not because they were loyal to Lin Guang, nor because they were not afraid to die.

It was because…

If they dared to agree, then the boy in front of them would become a true nightmare.

Someone who can dodge bullets from five gunlines—what the hell is that, human or not?!

“Ah!”

After a brief shock, Zhao Chen somehow roused his courage again. He roared, braced his hands on the ground, and tried to make one last desperate effort.

But what answered him was a sudden loosening of pressure on his body.

Lin Guang had lifted his leg again.

Boom.

In the next instant, a violent tremor rippled through the factory.

A crisp crack of bone sounded, and half of Zhao Chen’s head sank into the rubble, emitting a muffled groan.

…………

Three hundred meters outside the factory.

Inside the gray sedan hidden in a roadside shadow, the short-haired female officer sat alone in the driver’s seat, gripping the steering wheel with both hands, her right foot hovering above the accelerator.

Her delicate face was stern, but a strain of anxiety and worry could not be hidden.

In theory, given Lin Guang’s standing in the West District, it made sense for him to bring along a few underlings.

But the more people he took, the more it would arouse the enemy’s suspicion.

And judging from the skills Lin Guang had always shown in the West Bureau, it was uncertain whether bringing others along would only become a burden.

Still, a high school student infiltrating a gang’s lair was too reckless.

Commissioner Gao actually agreed to it.

Beep!

The black signal receiver on the front passenger seat suddenly let out a sharp, piercing alarm.

The short-haired officer’s body tensed—this meant Lin Guang had pressed the distress signal.

In other words, he was requesting backup.

Oh no, something’s gone wrong!

Her pupils contracted. Almost instinctively, she spoke into the radio in a low voice: “Signal received!”

The captain’s command rang through everyone’s earpieces in an instant: “All units, move out immediately!”

The next second,

the previously pitch-black, silent outskirts exploded into noise.

From four directions, nearly ten blinding columns of distant headlights tore through the night. Sirens wailed, loudly breaking the suburban stillness.

Several stakeout police cars instantly roared to life and charged toward the abandoned factory from all directions.

One minute later, the sound of hard braking echoed at the factory gate.

As the cars came to a halt, the female officer leapt out and yanked a heavy riot shield from the trunk.

“All units, attention! Assault team proceed in the planned formation!”

The captain’s calm orders came through the earpiece.

The SWAT team quickly assembled. Using the riot shields as cover, two-man teams advanced. Tactical flashlight beams crisscrossed, slicing through the surrounding darkness as they began to move from the outer gate toward the factory interior.

Inside the factory it was eerily quiet.

The team had just reached the front yard, still dozens of meters from the illuminated central workshop.

Then,

bang bang bang bang bang!

Dull explosions rang out without warning from inside that central building. The sound pierced the thick walls and reverberated through the open night.

To civilians who had never encountered this before, it would be hard to grasp what that meant—they might look around confusedly—but every experienced SWAT officer’s alarm bells went off instantly.

Those were gunshots.

Those guys actually had guns, and they dared to fire them.

This was no ordinary gang anymore, a heavy hand was required!

The captain’s voice cut into the earpieces, sharp and urgent:

“Assault team, Plan B!”

“Stop advancing! Find cover!”

“Sniper team, report in!”

Plan B was executed only when the enemy was confirmed to have firearms. It prioritized officer safety and careful advancement.

The female officer tightened her grip on the riot shield and stared fixedly at the yawning iron door.

The other officers wore the same expressions.

What exactly was happening inside?

What had happened to Mr. Lin?

Yet as the team advanced, an odd atmosphere spread through the group.

Too quiet.

Aside from those earlier shots, the whole factory had fallen silent, which felt strange. Even the guard who had entered earlier never came back out.

Soon, the squad reached the half-open iron door. Dim yellow light leaked from within.

A faint wail seemed to drift out, making everyone’s hearts tighten.

Just as the female officer could no longer hold back and wanted to peek inside,

tap, tap, tap.

A string of slightly dragging footsteps suddenly sounded from the shadows beyond that iron door.

“Movement!”

“Hold your positions!”

Everyone’s expressions hardened.

The next moment, a dozen dark muzzles locked onto that personnel door, and no one dared to breathe.

Under the watch of a dozen pairs of eyes stretched to the breaking point, the footsteps drew closer and closer.

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