107: On my territory, everything belongs to me.

"Get someone who can talk!" a burly fat man roared loudly.

Tian Ming, standing on the roof of the Central Building, showed a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, leaped, and lightly landed in front of the group.

"You're the boss here, right? Where's Huang Qiusheng?" The fat man, sticking out his big belly, looked at Tian Ming and asked coldly.

Although the fat man was corpulent, every word he spoke was clear and full of vigor.

Tian Ming smiled calmly and said, "Three helicopters. On behalf of all personnel in the Shelter, I express my gratitude to you."

The fat man frowned and said, "You, are you out of your mind?"

Tian Ming showed a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Fatty, you have a bit too much fire. I'll help you cool down."

After Tian Ming finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the clothes, weapons, and various other items on the group of people were instantly disintegrated by Tian Ming.

A dozen or so naked people stood on the square, flustered and quite an eyesore.

Director Han, who was on alert on the rooftop, immediately turned her head away, and Meng Dong almost spat out what he was drinking.

Qiu Wuhui, the sniper lying not far away, had a very strange expression.

The current temperature was around negative twenty degrees Celsius, and the fat man was extremely terrified; his body temperature was rapidly dropping. The others were not much better off; they had no weapons, no clothes, nothing. Not only were they humiliated, but they were also freezing to death.

Tian Ming looked at them and slowly said, "Being naked doesn't feel good, does it? How about we go inside and talk?"

Tian Ming raised a hand, and a pair of pants appeared on the lower half of each person. Little brothers still needed some protection; after all, Tian Ming intended to subdue these people, so he naturally had to give them some face.

"Meng Dong, have you watched enough of the show? Come and arrest them!" Tian Ming said into his earpiece.

"Boss, this is, too fast, isn't it? Aren't they Ability Users? How were they subdued so quickly?" Meng Dong was somewhat disbelieving.

"Ability Users? Their brains are frozen numb," Tian Ming's tone carried a hint of sarcasm. With his current mind lock, he could suppress these people. Besides the leading fat man, who was a Third-class ability user, the rest were Five-level Ability Users.

He didn't know what the other party was thinking, sending such a trash team. However, the rescue team, which Tian Ming scoffed at, was considered a luxurious configuration in Huang Qiusheng's Shelter.

How could they fight someone while only wearing a pair of underwear? To be able to disintegrate so many things, that person must at least be a Superpower User. The fat man and those who followed him were all very sensible; why fight? They simply raised their hands and surrendered.

At this moment, Meng Dong arrived with his people and led these unwillingly exposed individuals into the Central Building.

Director Han walked over and said, "Boss, our defensive setup feels a bit redundant."

Tian Ming waved his hand and said, "Not redundant at all. I was just afraid they wouldn't get off the helicopter, or that they would cause trouble with machine guns from the helicopter. That way, we wouldn't be able to acquire the complete helicopters."

Director Han said with some worry, "Actually, I'm just afraid of retaliation from the other side, Boss. You've been too ruthless in poaching their people. Since they established their Shelter in advance and now have no constraints, if they launch a full-scale attack on us, I'm afraid we'll have a hard time resisting."

Tian Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry. Their weapons have a limit, and I can handle them. If not, we'll set up some anti-aircraft systems in the Shelter. During this period, I will stay in the Shelter until their problem is completely resolved."

As he spoke, the two entered the conference room. At this time, Meng Dong was enthusiastically distributing the Shelter's special cold-weather clothing to these uninvited guests and pouring them hot water. It felt as if they were entertaining guests.

These people exchanged glances. Originally, they had planned to negotiate first, and if negotiations failed, they would use force for physical elimination. But in one encounter, they were stripped naked, losing all face.

Tian Ming walked into the room, looked at these people, and tapped on the table. Everyone looked up at Tian Ming.

"Ahem... well, I'd like to say a few words!"

This opening was a bit ominous. The fat man's face twitched because their boss also used such an opening before every meeting.

The conference room quieted down. Tian Ming looked at these people, a smile on his face, and slowly began, "On behalf of the Shelter, I welcome your joining. Fatty, you come up first and introduce yourself."

The fat man was a bit bewildered, looking at Tian Ming with some doubt: "When did I say I wanted to join you? How inexplicable?"

Tian Ming's expression darkened and he said, "You're wearing clothes provided by our Shelter, drinking our Shelter's hot water. From now on, you are people of our Shelter."

"Damn it, we came to negotiate! Where's Huang Qiusheng?"

"Huang Qiusheng?" Tian Ming scoffed, "He has already joined. He's a person of our Shelter now."

The fat man's face darkened. He hated Tian Ming's attitude the most, as if all of them were slaves of his Shelter.

"Do you know how much assets Huaxin has behind it? Do you know who stands behind us?" the fat man said angrily. This Shelter's boss was simply unreasonable.

But now that he and his people were in Tian Ming's hands, he had no choice.

"Sorry, I really don't know. Anyway, you've come to my territory, and both you and the helicopters are mine."

"You...!"

The fat man almost fainted from anger. "Don't be ungrateful. What's the use of your strong abilities? You can take care of yourself, but can you take care of the entire Shelter? If you provoke us too much, we'll directly wipe your Shelter off the map."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Tian Ming raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "It seems you still need to calm down." Tian Ming gently waved his hand, and an invisible barrier formed around the fat man. The kinetic energy of the air particles inside instantly dropped, and the temperature around him immediately plummeted to over negative one hundred degrees Celsius.

Even wearing cold-weather clothing, he couldn't withstand such a low temperature. A layer of white frost visibly condensed on his face.

"You, what do you want to do?" The fat man's face paled in shock, and his words were tinged with a tremor.

The corners of Tian Ming's mouth curved slightly. He ignored the fat man's terror and instead asked calmly, "Have you calmed down? Will you join us, or... something else?"

"A... a forced melon, isn't... isn't sweet," the fat man shivered all over, feeling the surrounding temperature continuously dropping.

Tian Ming looked at the fat man playfully: "Whether it's sweet or not is not your concern. I'll give you thirty more seconds to think about it."

"I... I'll join, I'll join," the fat man stammered.

Tian Ming raised his hand, and the invisible barrier around the fat man disappeared immediately, and the temperature returned to normal. He quickly rubbed his hands, trembling and shivering all over. For that instant, he felt as if he was about to freeze to death.

Tian Ming no longer paid attention to him, but turned his gaze to the others. These people all lowered their heads, not daring to meet Tian Ming's gaze. Tian Ming smiled slightly and said calmly, "What do you say? Do you want to calm down, or join my warm family?"

Hearing this, those people's expressions changed, and they looked up at Tian Ming. They weren't fools; they naturally understood what Tian Ming meant.