Walk alone in the abyss

call out!

A brief beam finished the shot, and the black gun seemed to have done its job.

But the woman in the black windbreaker outside the door widened her eyes in the next second.

Her target, a meritorious general from the Luofeng Empire, a man who had been hiding in the Luofeng Empire's fleet and 'did not dare' to be active in other areas, unexpectedly had an oval light behind him!

Trigger light shield!

The opponent has long been prepared!

Several options flashed through the woman's mind very quickly, and she subconsciously chose the 'best' solution.

Forward!

The laser pistol, which was only ten centimeters long, was retracted by her right hand cuff, and an alloy dagger that could easily cut through a human thigh bone popped out from under her left sleeve.

In the face of this kind of passively triggered light shield, high-beam energy weapons are helpless, but alloy cold weapons can exert better effects.

The dagger pierced Yang Ming's neck with a cold light.

All kinds of counterattack rehearsals appeared in the woman's mind. As long as the target made any moves, she could respond in time to ensure that the dagger in her hand could pierce the opponent's back of the head.

Time seems to be running slowly, and the woman's right hand has been pressed forward.

The right hand is only half a meter, thirty centimeters, ten centimeters away from Yang Ming's back!

A second ago, the woman's conscious body still firmly believed that even a biochemically modified soldier who had slightly modified her body could not escape her blow at this moment;

But the next second...

boom!

Yang Ming's left foot pushed back violently, the woman's body bounced straight back, and slammed into the door frame hard.

"Boss," Lu's voice sounded in Yang Ming's left ear, "You used strength comparable to that of an ordinary super-reformer. You should pay more attention to the display of your fighting skills. General Yang Ming has never undergone body modification surgery."

"Yeah?"

Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his nose, then turned to look at the woman who had completely passed out and blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth.

A woman's companion had already discovered the situation outside the door, and the two men were talking to their collars.

In front of these two men and several bar guests, Yang Ming calmly kicked the woman's body to the ground, and slowly squatted down.

The two men outside immediately grabbed the tiny laser guns and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A light blue halo appeared on Yang Ming's chest, and the trigger light shield on the front lit up, causing the two beams of light to disappear directly.

Then, he clenched his fist, aimed at the woman's forehead, looked up at the faces of the two people outside, and punched it down.

Boom!

Tiny indentations appeared on the woman's head, and the skin became more bruised.

"asshole!"

Two male agents outside the door uttered foul language, and rushed towards Yang Ming ferociously.

Screams have already started to appear around, but this is the corner corridor of the bar, and the music in the bar hall is violent, and the riot has not spread.

Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the bodies of the two agents who had just rushed forward flew backwards a few meters.

Yang Ming wiped the blood on his right hand, moved his ankle just kicked, and calmly walked in front of the two men.

"Your CIA is so capable?"

"Ah, do you remember? I have too many old issues with you CIA."

"If you don't kill me today, I will kill you."

A man's eyes were full of fierceness, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "You are provoking... You are courting death!"

"I'm looking for death? You guys wanted to kill me first."

Yang Ming explained patiently, and kicked the person who spoke casually, but the kick happened to be on the other person's neck.

There was a crisp bone cracking sound, and Yang Ming stepped on another person's chest and walked towards the bar hall.

Four or five figures suddenly appeared in front of them, two waiters who had just finished changing their clothes, and three men and women wearing similar styles of trench coats, shooting with laser pistols at the same time.

The trigger light shield in front of Yang Ming opened again.

"Closer!"

Each of the five had an extra alloy dagger in their hands, and the sneer at the corner of Yang Ming's mouth was very strong.

Is this the CIA's assassination agent?

They're just ordinary people.

Yang Ming also began to accelerate forward, and after a few strides, he was already running at a galloping speed. Before he was about to crash into the crowd, his body suddenly turned sideways, showing his strong core strength, and his two feet kicked away the two people in front at the same time. , and then the body turned and swept across.

After more than ten seconds.

Boss Yang calmly walked through the corridor, raised his hand and loosened his collar, and entered the dance floor in front of him.

"Lun, guide the professor to go first."

"The professor has been invited to the private room in advance, don't worry, there is a robot maid guarding there."

Yang Ming nodded and glanced ahead.

A maid robot passed by and handed Yang Ming a pair of sunglasses.

Yang Ming put on his sunglasses and scanned his eyes. Several agents in the crowd had been marked out, and a perspective view behind the wall also appeared in his field of vision. More than 30 agents could be seen guarding various passages.

Yang Ming went straight to the person closest to him.

The other party obviously noticed Yang Ming, and got the information that Yang Ming had dealt with their two teams, with a bit of panic in their eyes, they kept stepping back and calling at the collar.

"He locked me in!"

"We're exposed! Command center!"

"Damn it! I'm going to shoot!"

As if they had received the order, the three agents from different directions grabbed their standard miniature laser guns and pulled the trigger on Yang Ming continuously.

The light shield around Yang Ming's body was lit up again.

There were scorched holes on the shoulders of the two guests, and they were stunned for a moment, because the nerve endings were burned and did not feel much pain, but when the blood seeped out, the two uttered a panicked cry.

Yang Ming didn't speed up, but approached the person he locked step by step.

The five triggerable light shields around him have been lit.

There were screams from all around, and the three agents shot at Yang Ming crazily, and the person targeted by Yang Ming seemed to be irritated by his disapproving expression, and suddenly picked up a wine bottle, and pounced on Yang Ming.

Sway to the left, and punch forward.

Yang Ming's movements were crisp and neat, the wine bottle slipped off his shoulder, and his fist had already hit the opponent's lower abdomen, causing the person to curl up.

Knees, elbows.

The agent knelt down and lay down, his body trembled a few times, and blood foamed out of his mouth.

The crowd on the dance floor had completely exploded. With screams, they rushed in all directions. The two young women behind the DJ booth knelt down with their heads in their arms, but the loud music did not stop.

Yang Ming turned his head slightly, locking onto another agent.

It can be seen in the sunglasses that the agents on the periphery are quickly approaching the main ballroom.

He is like a battle robot, exuding a not too strong sense of oppression, walking towards the next target like a leisurely stroll.

With Lu's help, Yang Ming could not only see the locations of these agents, but even hear the constant shouting of their commander who was hiding in a certain 'RV' suspension vehicle outside the bar!

"Consume the energy of his light shield!"

"Fight! Go up and fight! Your dagger can cut his neck! Are all your fighting trainings funny?"

"We need weapon support! We need heavy fire support!"

"Made! This is the Guell Alliance. They ban guns throughout the territory. Where can I find heavy firepower for you!"

"Bring the special operations team over here! Move fast!"

"Tell the police, it's not time for them to come out and clean up the place!"

More and more agents rushed to the main dance floor, Yang Ming couldn't continue to relax.

In order to save the energy of the light shield—so as not to expose his body against the laser light—he began to show off his dexterous agility and the ability to find nearby cover, and started to fight with these assassination agents, trying to maintain two The average speed of one person is brought down in ten seconds.

He also doesn't want to end the fight too quickly.

The new federal CIA actually took such a reckless assassination operation to hit the face of the Guell League on the territory of the Guell League, so Yang Ming must make this matter big enough.

When it comes to manipulating public opinion, he, the White Ghost, is a master.

...

What's going on here?

In the soundproof box, Professor Huamori could sing and swing leisurely at first, until someone rushed into the door of the box to take refuge, and the screams outside woke the professor up.

The men and women who ran in immediately closed the door of the box, and even dragged the sofa to block the door.

The two timid men quickly hid in the corner and shivered, and tried to call the police with the network access terminal, but found that the signal here had been blocked at some point;

The two bold girls had already rushed behind the horizontal window, looking outside.

"Is that the general?"

"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! General Luofeng! The one who opened fire on the New Federation and broke out the Battle of Ilando! That's him! He's so handsome!"

"Is this a movie?"

More than ten meters away from the window, Boss Yang, who had just caught up with an agent, picked up a chair and smashed it on the other's forehead, blood splattering everywhere.

The two girls screamed in fright, immediately lowered their heads and shrank into the sofa, and couldn't help but stand up and look out, and picked up the network access terminal by the way to start shooting.

No matter how slow Professor Hua Mori reacted, he already understood that something happened outside.

He ran to the window to take a look, and was immediately shocked.

The old professor has extraordinary knowledge and has read a lot of confidential materials. He can almost recognize the well-trained men and women in casual clothes who are constantly coming from several passages. They are either killers of some assassination organizations or agents of some political regimes.

Those miniature laser pistols are expensive, and they are considered standard secret agent equipment!

Reminiscent of Yang Ming's identity, the meritorious general of the Luofeng Empire, the famous general of the imperial faction who once made the New Federation laugh...

Most of these people are sent by the new federation!

How did Yang Ming beat so many people by himself? ! Even if they are jumping up and down now, looking like they are fighting each other like a dexterous monkey, but men's physical strength is limited!

After a while, my physical strength will drop, and I will definitely be killed by the agent!

what to do!

The old professor turned his head to look at the door blocked by the sofa.

He is not an impulsive old man, but now, he really wants to go out and have a fight with his friends, find a wine bottle and slap those bastards on the head, giving them a mild concussion!

By the way, call the police!

The old professor took out the network access terminal and immediately discovered that the signal in this place was blocked.

Oh yes!

The old professor hesitated for two seconds, then picked up his watch, pursed his lips and frowned, pressed the hidden button on the upper left corner of the watch, and a simple three-dimensional projection screen rose in front of him.

[Please record, twenty seconds. Your location is sent in real time. 】

"My old buddy, I must ask you for help! A young man is being besieged by spies! It is General Yang Ming of the Luofeng League! I am also being besieged!"

call out!

In less than twenty seconds, the projection screen disappeared instantly, and cracks appeared on the dial of the watch with a bang.

Hua Moli heaved a sigh of relief.

This is an old friend of his in the army, an old friend who has been with him for decades. He met him when he was working in the military research institute when he was young.

About two years ago, his old friend gave him this life-saving pager, which used quantum communication and ignored all kinds of electromagnetic shielding. If the dial here was destroyed, it meant that the old friend had received the news.

Next, I can only hope that the support will come sooner.

Hua Moli frowned and went to the window, continuing to watch the fighting scene outside.

I don't know if it was his illusion, Hua Moli always felt that there were more and more agents lying on the ground, but Yang Ming's physical strength did not fade at all.

And I have to say, this young man is really ruthless.

The punches hit the vital points of these agents, and several of the fallen agents had obviously begun to bleed internally, and their lives were in danger.

Professor Hua Mori took out his glasses and carefully observed Yang Ming's every move.

Hua Mori was not surprised that Yang Ming's melee combat ability was so high. After all, Yang Ming was a general in the army, so it was reasonable to be stronger in melee combat.

What surprised Professor Hua Mori was Yang Ming's equipment.

Those few portable light shields alone must be expensive to build, and they are absolutely contraband in the Güell Alliance, so Yang Ming should have brought them here with him;

In addition, Yang Ming also has power shoes to increase jumping ability, energy patches to increase muscle explosiveness, energy-absorbing inner lining that can offset some physical blows, a pair of flesh-colored ultra-thin protective gloves... …

Yang Ming said that he was armed to the teeth, not an exaggeration at all.

In the past few days, Yang Ming has been carrying these equipments, traveling with him to see beauties?

this!

The two girls on the side let out a cry of joy.

Two more agents were knocked down by Yang Ming, and they collapsed on the ground trembling and unable to stand up.

At this moment, there were only seven agents left in the field, and there was no support on the periphery, and the offensive and defensive situation of the two sides had been switched at some point. Now it was Yang Ming who was chasing the opponent, and the miniature energy pistol in the opponent's hand had already disappeared. Without energy, the light shield on Yang Ming's body didn't even have the slightest sign of collapse.

Yang Ming let out a loud roar, clenched his fists and was about to rush towards the seven people, who turned their heads and ran away.

Right now!

The ear-piercing siren sounded outside, and the engine noise of the small airship filled Yang Ming's ears.

The seven agents who just ran out of the main hall turned around and ran back.

There was the sound of neat footsteps outside, and a heavily armed local armed policeman from the Union of Guell, holding a protective shield and a laser rifle, swarmed in from the front, middle and back passages.

Yang Ming also thought that these seven agents would directly commit suicide by taking poison to show their loyalty to the New Federation.

Unexpectedly...

With straight faces, the seven agents raised their hands and knelt down at the door, shouting:

"We are federal agents!"

Yang Ming: ...

Really no kind.

He imitated the gesture and raised his hands, but instead of kneeling down, he looked up at the several 'police officers' who appeared at the end of the corridor.

"I'm a victim! They attacked me! I was just forced to defend myself!"