The brief beam completed the shooting, and the black gun seemed to have completed its mission.
But the woman wearing a black trench coat outside the door widened her eyes 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 "didn't dare" to be active in other areas, unexpectedly had an elliptical light appear behind him!
Triggered light shield!
The other party has already been prepared!
Several options flashed through the woman's mind very quickly, and she subconsciously chose the 'best' solution.
Charge forward!
The laser pistol, which was only ten centimeters long, was retracted into the cuff of her right hand, and an alloy dagger that could easily cut a human thigh bone popped out from under her left sleeve.
Faced with this type 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.
Various counterattack rehearsals appeared in the woman's mind. As long as the target made any movement, she could respond in time to ensure that the dagger in her hand could pierce the back of the opponent's head.
Time seemed to be moving slowly, and the woman's right hand was already pressing forward.
The distance between his right hand and Yang Ming’s back was only half a meter, thirty centimeters, ten centimeters!
A second ago, the woman's conscious body was still convinced that even a biochemically modified warrior with a slightly modified body would not be able to escape her attack at this moment;
But the next second...
boom!
Yang Ming thrust his left foot back, causing the woman's body to fly back and hit the door frame hard.
"Boss," Lu's voice sounded in Yang Ming's left ear, "You have used strength comparable to that of an ordinary super-modifier. You should pay more attention to the display of fighting skills. General Yang Ming has never experienced 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, with blood pouring from the corners of her mouth.
Outside the door, the woman's companion had noticed the situation, and the two men were talking to each other's collars.
In front of these two men and several bar patrons, Yang Ming calmly kicked the woman's body to the ground and slowly squatted down.
The two men outside immediately grabbed the miniature laser gun 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, eliminating the two beams of light.
Then, he clenched his fist, aimed it at the woman's forehead, looked up at the faces of the two people outside, and punched her.
Boom!
There were tiny dents on the woman's head, and the skin was bruised and black.
"asshole!"
Two male agents outside the door swore obscenities and rushed toward Yang Ming fiercely.
Screams had begun to appear all around, but this was the corner corridor of the bar, and the music in the bar lobby was raging, so the commotion did not spread.
Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the bodies of the two agents who had just pounced flew backwards several meters.
Yang Ming wiped the blood on his right hand, moved the ankle he had just kicked, and walked calmly in front of the two men.
"Is this what your CIA is capable of?"
"Ah, do you still remember? I have too many old disputes with the CIA."
"If you don't kill me today, I will kill you."
There was a man with fierce eyes, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "You are provoking...you are looking for death!"
"Am I looking for death? It was you who wanted to kill me first."
Yang Ming explained patiently, and seemingly casually kicked the person who was speaking, but the kick happened to be on the other person's neck.
There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and Yang Ming stepped on the other person's chest and walked towards the bar hall.
Four or five figures suddenly appeared in front of them, two waiters who had almost finished changing their clothes, and three men and women wearing similar styles of windbreakers. They took up laser pistols and fired at the same time.
The trigger light shield in front of Yang Ming opened again.
"Personal fit!"
Each of the five people had an alloy dagger in their hands, and the sneer on Yang Ming's lips was very strong.
Is this the assassination agent of the CIA?
They're just ordinary people.
Yang Ming also began to accelerate forward. After a few vigorous steps, he was already running at a galloping speed. Just before he crashed into the crowd, his body suddenly stood up, showing his strong core strength. He kicked the two people in front of him with both feet at the same time.
, then the body flips and sweeps.
More than ten seconds later.
Boss Yang walked calmly through the corridor, raised his hand to loosen his collar, and entered the dance floor in front.
"Law, guide the professor to go first."
"The professor has been invited to the private room in advance. Don't worry, there will be a robot maid guarding him."
Yang Ming nodded and glanced ahead.
A maid robot passed by and handed Yang Ming sunglasses.
Yang Ming put on his sunglasses and glanced around. Several agents in the crowd had been marked out. A perspective view behind the wall also appeared in his field of vision. He could see more than thirty agents guarding various passages.
Yang Ming walked straight to the person closest to him.
The other party obviously noticed Yang Ming and got the information that Yang Ming had solved their two teams. With a bit of panic in his eyes, he kept stepping back and calling to his collar.
"He's got me!"
"We're exposed! Command Center!"
"Damn it! I'm going to shoot!"
As if they had received the order, three agents from different directions grabbed their standard mini laser guns and continuously pulled the triggers on Yang Ming.
The light shield around Yang Ming was lit up again.
Burnt holes appeared on the shoulders of two guests. They were stunned for a moment because the nerve endings were burned and they did not feel much pain. However, when the blood seeped out, the two people screamed in panic.
Yang Ming did not speed up, but approached the person he was targeting step by step.
The five triggerable light shields around him have all been lit.
There were screams all around, and the three agents shot wildly at Yang Ming. The man targeted by Yang Ming seemed to be angered by his disapproving expression. He suddenly picked up a wine bottle and pounced on Yang Ming.
Swing to the left and punch forward.
Yang Ming's movements were crisp and neat. The wine bottle slid off his shoulder, and his fist had already hit the opponent's abdomen, causing the person's body to curl up.
Knees, elbow strikes.
The agent knelt down and fell down. His body trembled a few times and blood foam came out of his mouth.
The crowd on the dance floor had completely exploded, screaming in all directions. The two young women behind the DJ booth squatted down with their heads in their hands, but the noisy music did not stop.
Yang Ming turned his head slightly and locked onto another agent.
From his sunglasses, he could see that the agents on the periphery were quickly approaching the main ballroom.
He was like a combat robot, exuding a not too strong sense of oppression, walking towards the next target leisurely.
With Lu's help, Yang Ming was not only able to see the location of these agents, he could even hear the constant shouting of their commander who was hiding in a "RV" suspended car outside the bar!
"Consume the energy of his light shield!"
"Fight! Go up and fight! Your dagger can cut his neck! Are your fighting training all funny?"
"Weapon support is needed! We need heavy fire support!"
"Mad! This is the Guel Alliance. They ban guns throughout the territory. Where can I find heavy firepower for you?"
"Bring the special operations team over here! Move quickly!"
"Tell the police it's not time for them to come out and clean up the place yet!"
More and more agents rushed to the main dance floor, and Yang Ming could no longer take his time leisurely.
In order to save the energy of the light shield - so that his body would not be exposed by the laser beam - he began to show off his dexterity and ability to find cover nearby, and began to fight with this group of assassination agents, trying to keep his distance.
The average speed of knocking down a person in ten seconds.
He didn't want to end the fight too quickly.
The new federal CIA actually carried out an assassination operation so recklessly and slapped the Guel Alliance in the face on its territory. Then Yang Ming had to make this matter big enough.
When it comes to manipulating public opinion, White Ghost is an expert.
…
What's going on here?
In the soundproof box, Professor Huamori could sing and sway leisurely at first. It was not until someone rushed into the door of the box to take refuge that the screams outside woke the professor up.
The men and women who ran in immediately closed the door of the box and pulled the sofa to block the door.
The two timid men quickly hid in a corner and trembled. They tried to call the police with the Internet access terminal, but found that the signal here had been blocked at some point;
The two bold girls had already rushed behind the horizontal striped window, looking eagerly outside.
"Is that the general?"
"Ah! Yes, yes, yes! Luofeng's general! The one who fired artillery at the New Federation and started the Battle of Ellando! That's him! He's so handsome!"
"Is this a movie?"
More than ten meters outside the window, Boss Yang, who had just chased an agent, picked up a chair and hit the agent on the head, causing blood to splash everywhere.
The two girls screamed in fright, and immediately lowered their heads and huddled in the sofa. They couldn't help but stand up and look outside. They picked up the Internet terminal and started filming.
Even if Professor Hua Moli reacts slowly, he already understands that something is going on outside.
He ran to the window and took a look, and was immediately shocked.
The old professor had extraordinary knowledge and had read a lot of confidential information. He could almost recognize at a glance the well-trained men and women in plain clothes who were constantly coming from several passages. They were either killers of some assassination organizations or agents of some political systems.
Those miniature laser pistols are worth a lot of money and are considered standard agent equipment!
Thinking back to Yang Ming's identity, he was a meritorious general of the Luofeng Empire and a famous general of the imperial camp who once made the New Federation laugh...
These people are probably sent by the New Federation!
How could Yang Ming defeat so many people by himself?! Even if he was jumping up and down and fighting like a dexterous monkey, men's physical strength was limited!
After a while, your physical strength will decrease, and you will definitely be killed by agents!
what to do!
The old professor turned to look at the door blocked by a sofa.
He is not an impulsive old man, but now, he really wants to go out and fight with his friends, find a 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 terminal and immediately discovered that the signal here was blocked.
Oh yes!
The old professor hesitated for two seconds, then picked up his watch, pursed his lips, frowned, and pressed the hidden button in the upper left corner of the watch. A simple three-dimensional projection screen appeared in front of him.
[Please record for twenty seconds. Your location will be sent in real time.]
"My old friend, I have to ask you for help! There is a young man being besieged by agents! He is General Yang Ming of the Luofeng Alliance! I am also being attacked!"
call out!
Before twenty seconds had passed, the projection screen disappeared instantly, and cracks appeared on the dial of the watch.
Hua Moli breathed a sigh of relief.
This is an old friend of his from the military, whom he has known for decades. He met him when he worked at a military research institute when he was young.
About two years ago, an old friend gave him this life-saving pager. It uses quantum communication and ignores all kinds of electromagnetic shielding. The destruction of the dial here means that the old friend has received the news.
Next, we can only hope that support will come soon.
Hua Moli frowned and moved to the window, continuing to watch the fight scene outside.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but 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 directly hit the vital points of these agents. Several of the fallen agents had obviously begun to bleed from their internal organs, and their lives were in danger.
Professor Hua Moli took out his glasses and carefully observed Yang Ming's every move.
Hua Moli was not surprised that Yang Ming's close combat skills were so high. After all, Yang Ming was a general in the army, so it was reasonable for him to have strong close combat abilities.
What surprised Professor Hua Moli was Yang Ming's equipment.
Those portable light shields alone must be expensive, and they are absolutely contraband in the Guel Alliance. Yang Ming should have brought them with him;
In addition, Yang Ming also has power shoes that increase jumping ability, energy patches that increase muscle explosiveness, and subsequent muscle soreness, energy-absorbing linings that can offset some physical blows, and a pair of flesh-colored ultra-thin protective gloves...
…
It is not an exaggeration to say that Yang Ming was armed to the teeth.
In the past few days, Yang Ming had been carrying these equipment while traveling with him to see beautiful women?
this!
The two girls on the side shouted with joy.
Two more agents were knocked down by Yang Ming and collapsed on the ground, trembling and unable to stand up.
At this moment, there are only seven agents left in the field, and there is no support from the outside. The offensive and defensive situations of the two sides have been exchanged at some point. Now Yang Ming is chasing the opponent, and the micro energy pistol in the opponent's hand has already been
Without energy, the light shield on Yang Ming showed no signs of collapse.
Yang Ming yelled, clenched his fists and was about to rush towards the seven people, but the latter turned around and ran away.
At this time!
The piercing siren sounded outside, and the noise of the blimp's engine filled Yang Ming's ears.
The seven agents who had just ran out of the main hall turned around and ran back.
Orderly footsteps sounded outside, and a heavily armed local armed policeman from the Güell Alliance, holding a protective shield and carrying a laser rifle, swarmed in from the front, middle and back passages.
Yang Ming thought that these seven agents would directly commit suicide by taking poison and remain loyal to the New Federation.
What I didn't expect was...
The seven agents had a straight face, raised their hands one by one, knelt down at the door, and shouted:
"We are federal agents!"
Yang Ming:……
Really useless.
He imitated the gesture and raised his hands, but he did not kneel down. Instead, he looked up at the several 'police officers' who appeared at the end of the corridor.
"I was the victim! They attacked me! I was just forced to defend myself!"