160: Chapter 160 raised the upper limit of the era.

But before their voices had even faded, they discovered that their phones had completely lost signal.

It wasn't lag. It wasn't poor network speed. It was that from 4G, 5G, to WiFi hotspots, everything was wiped clean, a total blank.

An entire area was physically erased from the digital world.

Several teams of heavily armed containment personnel quickly entered the scene.

They evacuated the crowd by zone, temporarily confiscated witness devices, and verbally informed them that the scene involved a major security incident.

All video footage was strictly prohibited from being spread.

The movements were ridiculously fast. The explanation was terrifyingly uniform.

Those bold enough to want to take photos were shocked one second, and the next second, they found they couldn't send the photos at all.

Not even a ripple was created.

The crowd finally realized, albeit slowly, that what happened here today was not a level that ordinary people could touch.

The bridge deck was quickly completely taken over. The two assassins were fitted with heavy black hoods and urgently escorted away.

The Battle Armor on Lu Li's body retracted under the gaze of many.

The silver-red mechanical modules disassembled layer by layer, folded rapidly, and finally transformed seamlessly back into that black briefcase.

The whole process made the surrounding special forces soldiers' scalps tingle.

Some even took a few extra looks at the plain-looking bag, their eyes so devout they wanted to enshrine it directly in the National Museum.

Su Qingxue got out of the car. Her complexion had largely recovered, but a lingering coldness remained in her eyes.

She looked at Lu Li. She wanted to ask if he was hurt.

But seeing Lu Li looking like nothing had happened, lifting that briefcase filled with lethal weapons with one hand, the greeting got stuck in her throat.

She suddenly felt that this sentence was superfluous.

This man clearly possessed the power to destroy everything, yet just now, he stood in front of her, blocking all the storms for her.

Lu Li turned his head and saw her, his gaze immediately softening.

"Are you scared?"

"I'm okay."

Su Qingxue shook her head, her voice very soft, "As long as you are here, it's okay."

She wasn't lying. As long as she saw this man standing there lazily and nonchalantly, all the fear in her heart would be filled with a sense of absolute security.

This is her husband. Also her only reliance in this world.

Lu Li felt his heart relax slightly, and he reached out to tidy the hair that had been messed up by No. 18.

"Let's go to the company first."

"Someone will clean up here later."

The arrangements were quickly made. Escorted by an additional heavily armed security motorcade, Su Qingxue continued to Guanghui Technology.

Lu Li, meanwhile, was invited into another black vehicle with a low-key exterior but specially bulletproofed interior.

The car was overly quiet. The soundproofing was excellent.

The car didn't head to some mysterious base, but went directly down to the underground garage of Guanghui Technology.

The lights there were cold white, the surroundings had been cleared in advance, and not even a fly could fly in.

Just as Lu Li got out of the car, he saw a familiar figure standing not far away. Elder Wu.

The old man wasn't wearing his military uniform today, just a dark administrative jacket, standing there with his hands behind his back. His expression looked very calm.

But Lu Li only needed one glance to see the burning intensity in his eyes that he couldn't suppress. Like a glutton who had been starving for three days suddenly seeing a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

"Elder Wu."

Lu Li walked over carrying the briefcase, his tone as nonchalant as ever, "You came quite quickly, Elder."

"You were in danger, how could I not be quick?"

Elder Wu glared at him. After approaching, he scanned Lu Li up and down, confirming that not even a single hair was missing, and only then did he clearly heave a sigh of relief.

"You kid, you're getting better and better at surprising people. That stunt on the bridge this morning almost gave me a heart attack."

Lu Li looked very innocent. "You can't blame me for that. They were blocking the bridge with M16s; I couldn't exactly sit in the car and reason with them."

Elder Wu's mouth twitched. This kid had always talked like this. But damn it, what he said made sense.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and the atmosphere was superficially relaxed. But Elder Wu, after all, didn't come to chat.

Soon, his gaze fell naturally onto the black briefcase in Lu Li's hand. To be precise, it fell onto the mark 45 armor inside the briefcase that had just shattered the worldview of two professional assassins on the bridge.

Elder Wu cleared his throat and finally got to the point. "Little Lu. This Iron Man Armor of yours."

He paused here, as if preparing himself mentally. Even now, saying these five words out loud felt extremely surreal to him.

"Do you have the blueprints?"

Lu Li knew this old man wouldn't be able to avoid this question when they met. He didn't pretend to be stupid, just shrugged naturally.

"No blueprints. The core structure of this thing is all in my head; I made it and adjusted it as I went. Asking me to draw it out again now, the workload is too large, it's too tiring, I don't want to draw it."

Elder Wu looked at Lu Li expressionlessly. Lu Li also looked at him with a calm face. The underground garage was silent for a few seconds.

Elder Wu actually knew perfectly well. Too tiring to draw? You're trying to fool a ghost.

Out of ten sentences from this kid, nine and a half are worth listening to, but the remaining half needs to be interpreted in reverse.

Iron Man Armor such as this, he had never heard Lu Li mention before, and suddenly he brought it out yesterday. This kid might have other good things hidden away.

He certainly knew Lu Li wasn't incapable of drawing it. He just didn't want to hand it over now. As for the reason, it wasn't hard to guess.

This Battle Armor was too important. So important that whoever mastered it held the upper limit of individual combat for an era.

Lu Li was willing to trust the country, willing to stand on this side; Elder Wu had never doubted this. But trust is trust. When it comes to the real core cards kept at the bottom of the box, it's perfectly understandable that he wants to keep them in his own hands first.

At the end of the day, although this kid lies flat, is talkative, and is as lazy as a salted fish, he is actually very proud in his bones.

He can give it. But he will never obediently hand over the sharpest knife the moment someone asks.

Thinking of this, Elder Wu was not angry. Not only was he not angry, he even wanted to laugh. Because this was just like Lu Li.

If one day this kid really handed over all his hole cards the moment someone asked, he would instead suspect that something was wrong.

This kid hid so deep after marrying Su Qingxue, playing games at home every day; who could have imagined that his strength in technology had long since crushed the country's top team of scientists? For such a peerless genius, having some temper and quirks is perfectly normal.