He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

"You think Zhang Beixing can do it?"

"Can it work? You must be kidding. That's bulletproof glass. How can a needle penetrate it? I'm afraid it can't even break it."

"That's right. The hardness of bulletproof glass is comparable to that of diamond. After all, a needle is made of iron. It will bend when it touches it. How can you expect to penetrate it? What are you thinking?"

"Alas, this kid just picks up the words and speaks without thinking. He really doesn't know his own limitations."

"It's better to let him learn his lesson, so that he won't be bragging all day long."

The police officers talked in low voices. They really couldn't understand Zhang Beixing's behavior, but they were shocked and found it a little ridiculous.

You know that his flying needle skills are powerful, the speed is extremely fast, and the accuracy is high enough, but you can't really think that you are flying in the sky.

Li Wenshan, Liang Shaoke, Zhou Mingjiang and others said nothing and watched attentively.

No matter what, it depends on whether Zhang Beixing can do it next.

If they can do it, then they will have witnessed the birth of a miracle; if they cannot, then Zhang Beixing’s lies will have been completely exposed.

No matter what the result is, the police will not suffer any loss, but will instead be able to prove their previous conjecture.

However, everyone had almost the same idea, which was that it was impossible for Zhang Beixing to do it.

This is no longer a question of whether or not the human body's limits have been exceeded; it is something that completely subverts Newton's and the worldview.

"Zhang Beixing, are you ready?"

At this time, Tan Yongyang asked with a smile on his face.

Zhang Beixing did not respond, but just stared at the bulletproof glass ten meters in front of him.

He took a deep breath and continued to adjust his state, exhale, inhale, exhale, inhale...

Then, he closed his eyes, concentrated, mobilized his consciousness, and felt the mysterious, strange and unknown power in his body gradually awakening.

Then, he gathered all the inexplicable power he could mobilize and let it all flow towards his fingers.

At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze as sharp as torches, fixed on the center of the bulletproof glass.

He thought that if he could enter the state of inner perception at this time, then based on the second level, his destructive power would be even more astonishing.

Perhaps, he could really take this opportunity to penetrate the bulletproof glass that was as hard as diamond, and even cause greater damage.

However, is it easy to enter the state of inner perception?

Zhang Beixing quickly gave up this idea and stared intently ahead.

Soon, he felt the strength in his body gathered between his two fingers, and the needle in his hand was ready to move, as if it couldn't wait to fly out.

A bright light flashed across the depths of his eyes, and his arched hand suddenly swung out.

Whoosh!
A stream of light rushed out several times faster than before, with a stronger force to break through the air and more powerful explosive power. Even a faint sonic boom could be heard.

Less than a second later, Zhang Beixing watched the needle fly towards the bulletproof glass.

Ding~ A faint sound rang out in the silent conference hall, but did not attract anyone's attention.

No one heard the sound except Zhang Beixing, whose five senses were enhanced.

After two or three seconds, the bulletproof glass was still intact, with no broken pieces and no signs of being penetrated.

Wang Chengtian rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't see clearly.

The same goes for everyone else; after all, it was just a needle.

"Hey, as expected, it failed."

"It will definitely fail. This is something that cannot be accomplished."

"Zhang Beixing is too fanciful. It's impossible for a tiny needle to penetrate bulletproof glass."

Facing everyone's discussions, Li Wenshan folded his hands across his chest and his frown gradually relaxed.

He chuckled softly and wondered why he was so nervous, this was an impossible task.

Next, just take Zhang Beixing to register.

With the speed and accuracy of Zhang Beixing's flying needles, even without extremely strong explosive power, it is enough to reach the registered danger level.

He planned to ask Zhang Beixing to hand over his weapon and see how he would argue. So he signaled Liang Shaoke beside him with his eyes.

Liang Shaoke understood what he meant, walked to Zhang Beixing, raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and whispered: "Let's go, tell me honestly where you hid the weapon. Also, in your case, you must file a report with the police."

However, before he could finish his words, a sudden crisp voice rang out.

click!
Everyone was stunned and looked around, but they couldn't find the source of the sound.

Then, more frequent and intense sounds were heard.

"It's bulletproof glass!" someone shouted.

All the police officers and generals looked towards the bulletproof glass.

I saw that the bulletproof glass was cracking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the cracks quickly spread to the entire glass.

Then, everyone saw a piece of bulletproof glass that was shattered like a spider web.

The bulletproof glass...is broken!
At this moment, a police officer ran over in a hurry and shouted: "The needle, the needle got caught on the bulletproof glass, and the needle broke the bulletproof glass!"

Everyone present was shocked after hearing this.

Zhang Beixing actually did it!

A tiny flying needle actually shattered the bulletproof glass, with a power comparable to that of a bullet!

What an incredible thing this is!
The look they gave Zhang Beixing was filled with confusion and unprecedented shock.

At this moment, there was only one thought in their minds: there was no need to suspect any weapon, there was no weapon at all. Zhang Beixing's hand was the weapon!

The flying needle had to be slowed down nearly a hundred times to be seen clearly, the terrifying accuracy that could penetrate a 2mm hole from ten meters away, and the explosive power that was comparable to the power of a bullet...

All this is the best proof!

Zhang Beixing broke all of their cognition and amazed them.

Tan Yongyang's expression was dull and his body was stiff, as if he had suffered a great shock.

But at the same time, his hands began to tremble slightly, and his eyes revealed fanaticism.

OK, great!
Zhang Beixing is exactly the talent their military needs, an absolute talent!

What does it mean that a tiny needle can exert such great power in his hands?
This shows that Zhang Beixing is a good candidate for joining the army!
You know, a needle makes no sound when thrown and is more secretive than a gun.

The specifications are very small, and you may not be discovered when you put it in your pocket. You may get stabbed, but it is more portable than a gun.

In fact, its destructive power is as great as that of a gun.

If Zhang Beixing joined the special operations force, he would definitely be the top player...

No, he is definitely the strongest soldier!

He doesn't even need to know anything, all he has to do is throw needles at the target.

The other members are his assistants and they just need to provide cover for him.

This is definitely a talent!
We must try every possible means to bring Zhang Beixing into the army.

At this time, Liang Shaoke turned his head and asked weakly: "Director, Director, does Zhang Beixing still need to be filed?"

His subtext is, is it really just a record? Are there no other measures needed?

After all, everything Zhang Beixing showed was so unexpected that it frightened him.

That's not a needle at all, it's a deadly weapon!
For someone like Zhang Beixing, is it just a record?
Li Wenshan stared at him for a long time, then turned to look at Zhang Beixing, the instigator, and then looked at the bulletproof glass that was already shattered into pieces.

He swallowed and continued to stare at Zhang Beixing.

Finally, he took a deep breath and immediately ordered: "Take Zhang Beixing to the S-level file immediately! Right now!"

In the filing room of Fenglan City Police Station, Zhang Beixing sat leisurely on a chair, surrounded by busy policemen.

Li Wenshan personally took the stage to preside over this special filing. After all, the flying needle skills demonstrated by Zhang Beixing exceeded human limits and broke everyone's worldview. It was an unprecedented situation.

"Are you all ready?" Li Wenshan asked in a serious voice, frowning.

The police officer nodded heavily and responded: "The national networking system is ready, and the S-level filing system has been activated."

In order to deal with this special filing, the police directly opened the highest level filing system, which is usually only opened for things that ordinary people cannot achieve, such as tomb robbers who have the ability to open the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang, thieves with superb stealing skills, etc.

However, these people's abilities are still inferior to what Zhang Beixing has demonstrated.

Li Wenshan stared at Zhang Beixing with a solemn expression and a hint of relief.

Fortunately, Zhang Beixing cooperated with the police filing and did not show any displeasure.

Otherwise, with his abilities, it would be easy for him to leave the police station.

"Also, immediately issue an intranet notification and release the filing information." Li Wenshan gave the order after thinking for a moment.

Meanwhile, at the High City Police Station, an officer was browsing recent filing information.

Suddenly, an S-level archived record information from Fenglan City Police Department caught his attention.

He looked at the computer screen in surprise. The S-level archival filing information appeared again after two years. There were very few people who could reach this level of filing information.

Driven by curiosity and responsibility, he opened the message and saw Zhang Beixing's information: 20 years old, a student at Fenglan University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and a member of the Communist Youth League.

He is so young but he has achieved the level of being filed in the police station as S-level. What on earth did this person do?
He was full of doubts and immediately printed out the information and prepared to report it to the director.

At the Yincheng Police Station, Chief Song Hui also saw this S-level filing information.

He muttered to himself, "Zhang Beixing... is only 20 years old and still a student, but he has joined our S-level registration."

He tried to understand the reason for the filing, but the Fenglan City police did not disclose it.

Song Hui realized that this young man was no ordinary person, and immediately ordered the police to print out the information and distribute it to all police officers, and asked them to pay more attention.

Back at Fenglan City Police Station, Liang Shaoke thanked Zhang Beixing in a friendly manner and assisted him in completing the filing.

Zhang Beixing finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely.

Liang Shaoke also told him that after discussion, his wanted criminal status would be cancelled and he would be listed as the biggest contributor to the destruction of the Joker organization.

Zhang Beixing felt relieved that he could finally have a good sleep.

It was already late, so Liang Shaoke offered to take Zhang Beixing home.

However, Tan Yongyang took the initiative and offered to deliver it.

Zhang Beixing was a little surprised and nervous. After all, this was a general-level officer.

However, Tan Yongyang talked to him very naturally and cordially.

In the car, Tan Yongyang stated directly that he hoped Zhang Beixing could serve the country and join the army.

He emphasized that the military was in great need of talents like Zhang Beixing, and promised that as long as Zhang Beixing agreed to join the army, all problems would be solved.

Zhang Beixing sat in his seat for a long time without answering this question.

Specially recruited into the army, joined the special operations force, and used flying needle skills to serve the country...

These ideas are new challenges and opportunities for him.

However, he was also well aware of the limitations of the flying needle technique and the challenges and outcomes that might be faced in the army.

Through day after day of training and various assassination missions assigned by the military, Zhang Beixing has been working hard to become a qualified special forces member and does not want to drag down his teammates.

However, such a life was somewhat contrary to his original wishes.

He practiced the flying needle technique not in order to join the army.

Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing said with an apologetic smile: "I'll think about it, Commander Tan."

A hint of regret flashed across Tan Yongyang's eyes.

He was an experienced man, so he could naturally understand the hidden meaning behind Zhang Beixing's words.

But he also understood that a forced melon is not sweet.

Even if we can tie Zhang Beixing to the army, there is nothing we can do if he disagrees.

What's more, Zhang Beixing didn't say anything absolute, he might still have some concerns.

When there are no more worries in the future, it won't be too late to recruit him into the army. Tan Yongyang nodded: "Well, I'll wait for you to consider it. If you want to join the army, feel free to contact my guard."

As he spoke, he wrote down the security guard's phone number and handed it to Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing silently took the note, folded it carefully and put it in his pocket.

……

With a click, the mechanical lock core made a sound that was not harsh but abrupt in the silent darkness.

Zhang Beixing tiptoed back home and closed the door carefully, for fear of waking up his sister who might have already fallen asleep.

A lot of things happened today, and my sister must have been worried at home all day.

He wanted her to have a good sleep first and they could talk about it tomorrow.

"elder brother?"

At this moment, a hoarse, worried and slightly surprised voice sounded in the dark living room.

Zhang Beixing stopped immediately, and after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he saw his sister sitting on the sofa.

He smiled awkwardly: "You haven't slept yet."

Before he could finish his words, his sister stood up, ran over barefoot, and hugged him tightly.

A faint sobbing sound rang in Zhang Beixing's ears, and he could feel his sister's petite body trembling.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm back." He raised his hand and gently stroked his sister's head and comforted her softly.

Zhang Shumin did not stop crying, but she was trying to suppress it.

Just like that, the brother and sister stopped talking, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"Brother... where have you been? Are you hurt?" Zhang Shumin asked in a low voice while sobbing.

Zhang Beixing smiled with relief and patted his sister's back: "I'm fine, don't worry, everything is over."

Zhang Shumin nodded slightly and said nothing more.

Afterwards, Zhang Beixing comforted his sister to go to bed and took a quick shower. (End of this chapter)