At this moment, in Luo Yan's vision, the world turned into monotonous black and white.
Among the things outlined by simple lines, Luo Yan saw gray humanoid lights approaching, and read the information of the 'Jumangbu' from them.
"you go first."
"There's a car outside."
"There is a navigator in the car. Follow the instructions on it and go to Chunyu Base."
"That place is occupied by me now. Don't worry if you go there. I'll be there soon."
Luo Yan said quickly and released the 'transforming dragon' posture.
Unless he wants to kill all the members of the Jumang Department, he will not use this trump card easily.
Luo Yao didn't talk nonsense, he stood up and left. As he moved, he only felt that his injuries had recovered a little or two.
In his current state, as long as he doesn't encounter a high-level cultivator, he will never be able to stop him.
Thinking that Luo Yan almost healed his injury with a gentle palm, Luo Yao couldn't help but glance at the lounge with a bit of awe.
He only felt that this red ghost was becoming more and more mysterious. Even his former boss, Yinrong from the 'Calling' class, was far less mysterious than the red ghost.
Just as the locomotive engine roared in the supermarket, the wall of the lounge suddenly bulged and exploded, leaving a big hole.
Rubbles rained down, shooting to various places in the room. Luo Yan stood still, letting the gravel hit his cloak.
He raised his voice and said: "I am the captain of the 7th team of the Xuanming Division, Red Ghost!"
Luo Yan showed his identity, but after the flying gravel fell, a shock bomb was still thrown in from the outside of the big hole.
Using shock bombs, it was obvious that people outside wanted to capture him alive. There was no expression on Luo Yan's face. Only a few dragon scales appeared on important parts such as the back of his chest.
Strengthen your defense.
Then sound waves and strong light appeared. Luo Yan opened his 'Silver Peeping Eyes' and was not affected at all. He even took advantage of the shock bomb's effect to draw his knife and hit the outside of the hole.
Outside the supermarket, a group of heavily armed combatants wearing goggles slowly approached.
When a strong light came on from the lounge, illuminating the hole-riddled room, a figure was seen crashing out, seemingly unaffected by the shock bomb.
These soldiers were startled, but they still held their rifles calmly, locked onto the figure, and fired at the same time.
Bang bang bang!
Fierce gunfire rang out.
Bullets were coming.
Luo Yan's figure flickered and disappeared.
Footwork, just like a dragonfly!
He ducked and approached a soldier, raised the 'Huanlong' in his hand, turned the blade upside down, and struck the man's goggles with the back of the blade.
The goggles immediately cracked quickly, and fragments of the composite material pierced the soldier's eye sockets, causing him to scream in pain.
Luo Yanfei kicked the soldier away, and then 'Blood Drinking' and 'Huanlong' danced together, creating two balls of flame, which frustrated the soldier who turned his gun and shot at him.
The bullets were constantly shot away by the two long knives. Even if there was a fish that slipped through the net, it would only shatter Luo Yan's cloak, but it was stopped by Luo Yan's own 'golden armor'.
The bullets that were deflected turned into stray bullets and splashed around, leaving holes on the nearby ground, road signs, car wreckage and even the soldiers of Jumang Department.
At this time, a figure rushed over. He was a strong man, and his tall figure was full of oppression.
His charging posture was like a fierce chariot, as if Luo Yan blocking the road was just an insignificant ant, and he wanted to violently kill Luo Yan.
Luo Yan's eyes turned cold, and his remaining patience was finally worn away by the appearance of this strong man.
"court death?"
He whispered this sentence softly into the mask.
Then bloody light emerged and turned into a vortex.
"Transformation of Blood"!
Just when Luo Yan had the intention to kill, a voice shouted: "Stop!"
"Everyone stop it!"
"We, don't let the floods destroy the Dragon King Temple!"
Hearing this sound, the charging man and the remaining soldiers stopped.
Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, but had no intention of putting away his energy. Instead, his murderous aura continued to rise, releasing waves of substantial pressure, pressing on everyone in the Jumang tribe step by step.
The big man and many soldiers suddenly turned pale, especially the big man. As Luo Yan's main target, he now realized what a bad opponent he had chosen.
The big man had an intuition. If he hadn't stopped just now, his head would have rolled to the ground by now.
"Captain Red Ghost."
"Please calm down, please calm down."
A middle-aged man with a mustache came forward and said with a wry smile.
Behind him, there was another handsome young man, whose face showed no signs of frustration or anger.
On the contrary, he looked at Luo Yan with cold eyes.
He didn't seem to be afraid of Luo Yan at all.
Luo Yan glanced at these two people from the corner of his eyes, and then he gradually put away his murderous energy and said in a serious tone: "I have revealed my identity, but you still refuse to give up and even plan to kill me."
"What, does the Jumang tribe want to declare war?"
Mustache said quickly: "Oh, Captain Chigui, you can't wear this hat, you can't wear it."
"This doesn't affect our internal unity."
"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."
"We came here to hunt down a high-ranking person from Huangquan."
"We didn't expect Captain Chigui to be among them, and these people had never seen Captain Chigui, so they took action rashly."
"It's me, and I just confirmed Captain Chigui's characteristics with the above, so I dare to believe that Captain Chigui is here."
At this time, the handsome man behind him sneered: "Captain Chigui, don't you think you owe us an explanation?"
"Why are you with Huang Quan's senior officials?"
"Could it be that you betrayed us?"
Mustache's expression changed and he shouted: "Feiyu, don't talk nonsense without evidence!"
Luo Yan glanced at the man named Feiyu, slowly put away his swords and said, "That one is called Luo Yao, and he is a chess piece I planted in the Huangquan organization."
The mustache had a smile on his face: "Let me just say, it turned out to be Captain Chigui's spy, so that makes sense."
"But Captain Chigui, can you please explain this matter to our Minister Lin Yuanfang in person."
"After all, we are just small players and can't make the decision."
Luo Yan also knew that if he didn't go to see Lin Yuanfang and wanted to escape, he might have to kill all these people.
Although the mustache looks talkative and full of smiles, there is no smile in this man's eyes.
You're smiling but you're not smiling!
Since now is not the time to break up with the black witch, Luo Yan nodded lightly: "Okay."
"But I need to make a call first."
He took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact Yu Qiushui to explain the situation.
Then Feiyu stretched out his hand and said forcefully: "Now we suspect that there is something wrong with your identity. From this moment on, you must accept our supervision."
"Hand over your phone."
"And your weapons."
"When the review is completed and it is confirmed that there are no problems with you, we will naturally return it to you!"
Rude, arrogant, and arrogant.
This is Luo Yan's perception of this person.
Luo Yan raised his hand, opened his palm, and let the phone appear in Feiyu's eyes.
"Can."
"If you want."
"Get it yourself."
