Perhaps because he overestimated the organization's operational capabilities, Guan Luoyang was not in the base, waiting for immediate retaliation.

It wasn't until the doctors called by the sheriffs confirmed that the clones could live without the culture fluid that they were rescued from the culture chamber, wrapped in clothes and sent to the medical vehicle.

Harry left some people to guard the base, asked Guan Luoyang to get on the ground, and got into the Sheriff's car. The Sheriff's black car drove ahead, and the convoy left the seaside, passed through the park, and drove onto the main road.

Every morning in the Violet State, between eight o'clock and twelve o'clock, it is the busiest time for various fighting arenas throughout the territory. People gather inside and outside those fighting arenas of different grades, waiting for the results of the competition.

There is not much traffic on the street.

The Sheriff's convoy soon drove onto the bridge leaving Goldfinch Island. After crossing the bridge, less than two hundred meters away, at the first corner, there was Harry's police station.

However, just as the motorcade was crossing the bridge, Guan Luoyang's ears twitched and he suddenly jumped, crashing through the roof of the car.

"careful!!"

Just as he sounded the warning, more than twenty figures wearing black tights and helmets came up from under the bridge deck on both sides of the bridge.

Although these people are very skilled and have excellent ability to hide their aura, they are not yet at the three-star level. However, each of them carries a personal rocket launcher on their shoulders.

This kind of weapon is often used when large armies are dispatched or during special operations. It is an offensive weapon that can be used by infantry as an anti-tank weapon.

At this moment, everyone is actually dealing with these people of unknown origin!

Rockets with tail fins roared down towards each convoy.

Guan Luoyang stepped back and landed on the medical vehicle. His strong internal energy surged out like a blue wave of anger, repelling all the rockets that were coming towards him.

Those rockets exploded one after another, creating circles of smaller ripples in the blue air waves.

But even if some of the detonated steel ball fragments penetrated the sticky cyan energy, they no longer had the power to kill the human body. When they hit the car door and window, they just made a clanking sound.

The police officers in front also reacted and raised their guns to shoot at the thugs.

But the group of people threw away the rocket launchers on their shoulders, and in the black pockets behind their backs was another rocket launcher ready to go, which they carried on their bodies.

The police officers in black uniforms were so frightened that their faces turned pale, they knocked down the car doors one after another, abandoned their cars and fled.

The next moment, several rockets pierced the outermost cyan energy, causing the two cars at the front to flip into the air and explode on the spot.

Guan Luoyang was a little surprised. He couldn't help but wonder whether the organization behind this cloning base was really powerful enough, or was the Violet State already free to this extent?

After legalizing gun ownership and legalizing street fighting, the Purple State may not be legalizing rocket launchers in the near future.

Harry led the Sheriff's fighting masters and rushed towards the thugs on both sides of the bridge.

Guan Luoyang just raised his head and looked upward, and struck out a palm force through the air.

On the steel cables stretched diagonally high on the bridge, a curly-haired man in a tuxedo took half a step forward and fell down.

During the fall, he turned half a circle, with his head down and his feet down. The sword in his hand pierced the green palm print. When he was about to get close to Guan Luoyang's head, he suddenly opened his arms like a gliding swallow.

Float sideways.

The thin sword stabbed Guan Luoyang's ribs on the right side from an incredible angle.

According to the classification of modern fencing, this sword should be regarded as a foil sword, with a total length of 110 centimeters, a blade length of 90 centimeters, and a weight of no more than 500 grams.

The history of fencing is very ancient. It is said that there were fencing classes in ancient Greece in the 11th century BC.

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In medieval Europe, fencing was listed as one of the seven noble sports of knights, along with horseback riding, swimming, hunting, playing chess, reciting poetry, and spear throwing.

Later, because the trend of fencing became too popular, in order to satisfy the hobby of fencing among the gentlemen and nobles without harming their lives, foils, a thin and light sword made of elastic steel sheets, gradually emerged.

However, if those court swordsmanship masters who pursued safety and promoted foil swords back then saw the foil sword in the hand of this curly-haired man, they would immediately confuse the words "foil" and "safety" in their minds.

Be far apart.

The thrust of his sword caused the majesty of Guan Luoyang's divine clothes to arouse some irritating emotions.

If it can hit, even the hardest bones and teeth in the human body will be penetrated by the tip of the sword like air.

bite!!!

The fingertips of Guan Luoyang's right hand were condensed with a sharp cyan luster, like the beak of a raptor. He pecked down, and with his thumb, index finger and middle finger, he grabbed the middle part of the thin sword.

At this moment, the green energy in front of Guan Luoyang suddenly had a hole.

His head jerked back as if it had been hit by a sudden huge force.

On the rooftop of an apartment building on the other side of the bridge, there is a long and dark gun barrel that does not reflect light in the sunlight. The shape is smooth and compact, but it contains a terrifying and intimidating steel weapon. It is controlled by a strong man with one eye and short white hair.

In the hands of Han.

The maximum firing range of this gun reaches 3,500 meters, and the bullet exits the barrel at more than three times the speed of sound.

As a sniper, this man has undergone the most rigorous concealment training, which can make a rattlesnake ignore its existence. He also has an auxiliary chip installed in his brain to avoid being detected in advance by fighters with keen senses to the greatest extent.

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Such a shot once killed a fighter with a four-star rating in actual testing.

The target who destroyed Base No. 4 obviously couldn't avoid such a shot.

At the same time that Guan Luoyang was shot, the curly-haired man holding the foil sword continued to thrust out without looking back.

His sword was already clamped, but the reason why he used a foil sword was because the sword was extremely fragile at certain times. There was almost no sound of the metal breaking, and the sword body had already been clamped by Guan Luoyang's fingers.

The part is divided into two parts.

The second half continued to stab Guan Luoyang's ribs, and would penetrate his chest and internal organs from here.

Guan Luoyang's tilted head tilted to the right and looked at the curly-haired man. His mouth was grinning and his teeth were tightly closed.

There was a small mass of deformed metal, carrying high heat generated by friction, which was firmly resisted by his teeth.

The next moment, the small ball of severely deformed metal was spat out by Guan Luoyang and hit the foil man's skull, knocking him backwards from the right side and flying towards the bridge.

Guan Luoyang looked towards the other side of the bridge, raised the half-broken sword in his hand, and threw it hard.

The one-eyed sniper rolled over and narrowly avoided the half-severed sword, but his partner was not so lucky.

That expensive sniper rifle seemed to have been blasted repeatedly. From the barrel to the butt, it was blown into pieces and was in tatters.

The curly-haired man was not dead yet. He fell on the edge of the bridge and was about to struggle to get up. On a yacht under the bridge, a figure rose into the air, jumped thirty meters in a straight line, and jumped onto the bridge.

This man kicked off the curly-haired man's wrist, then knelt down, pressing his knee on the curly-haired man's neck, and looked up at Guan Luoyang with burning eyes.

"Is this the gentleman who just destroyed a clone base on the west coast of Goldfinch Island?"
Chapter completed!