They watched their swords shatter in absolute horror!
The two middle-aged men had never experienced such unbelievable power before and were completely stunned by Xiao Luo. Suddenly, they both felt a chill on their chests, and before they could react, an excruciating pain emanated from their hearts and shot to their brains in a flash.
The two men looked down and froze in horror. Their eyes widened, and pupils contracted. A giant hand had pierced into their chests, with all five fingers plunged deep into their bodies. Their hearts were literally in Xiao Luo's hands now.
Their own bodies had been pierced through by a mere hand?
How could that happen...?
The two middle-aged men became even more terrified when they stared into Xiao Luo's angry red eyes. He seemed to be looking right into their souls like a demon.
Xiao Luo did not say a word before he ripped out their throbbing hearts.
Blood was spurting out from their chests, and they screamed in agony, and thick blood streamed from their mouths. They were not entirely dead and could still see their pumping hearts in Xiao Luo's hands, still connected to their bodies through arteries and veins.
What on earth is happening?
They were actually looking at their own hearts!
The two middle-aged men widened their eyes as blood oozed out from their mouths and noses. It was a horrific, gory nightmare. Was this man an actual demon?
In the next second, Xiao Luo squeezed and crushed their hearts without any hesitation.
SQUISH! SQUISH!
Blood was spurting everywhere, and the two middle-aged men collapsed in their pool of blood straight with their eyes opened as they could never accept this outcome willingly. As the Asou family's top fighters, they were trashed and abused to death mercilessly by a nobody, which they could not believe still after their very last breath.
Xiao Luo did not stop after killing these two.
He walked up and stomped on each of them with one foot, and the two middle-aged men's heads exploded like how a watermelon disintegrating after being hammered by an eight-pound hammer. Blood and gray matter were splattered everywhere on the ground, causing the air to reek of blood like a busy abattoir.
Xiao Luo glanced at his bloody hands, and his blood-red eyes regained a hint of composure, but he was still numbed with cold killing intent.
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After Qiu Yuanjie ended the phone call with Xiao Luo, he could not sit still as the Asou family's two top fighters had not reported back, and he even lost contact with them.
Could it be that they were defeated?
That was impossible. No matter how good that Xiao something could fight, he would never match up with them!
But if they did not lose to him, then what would happen?
He could not get it and frowned deeper, walking back and forth in his office as he was feeling unexplainable anxiety.
The door was opened, and the anti-MLM special operations team member, Luo Shuang, came in. She was not in a high spirit and reported to Qiu Yuanjie, "Leader, we have interrogated every section head of the MLM company but there is nothing about the Fog."
The Fog?
Qiu Yuanjie gave it a good thought as he was the Fog, so his priority now was to frame Guan Tong as the Fog.
He played the video, which featured Guan Tong managing the financial department according to his instructions previously, "We're all fooled by this man. Guan Tong, who has been our informant, is the prime suspect. The four hundred million was transferred by none other than him to overseas. He could be the Fog we are trying to find.
"What?"
Luo Shuang was surprised, "How could this be possible? He's our informant and has been helping us with the counter MLM operations diligently."
Qiu Yuanjie slammed the desk, "That was his strategy to plant himself around us, so that we would never suspect him while he plans everything behind the scene. He's probably a double spy and Mr. Xiao Luo obviously confirmed his identity as the Fog, so he rushed out to catch him so furiously."
Gasp...
Luo Shuang gasped in awe as she was totally convinced by Qiu Yuanjie after listening to his reasoning. Everyone they arrested was a small fry in the MLM company, and this operation was arranged by the Fog on purpose. He intended to get rid of the old people and rebuild a new empire, exactly how the Fog would usually do things.
"Quick, apply for Guan Tong's arrest warrant now and we must not let him get his way." Qiu Yuanjie said righteously.
"Roger."
Luo Shuang left the room quickly to execute his order.
After she left, Qiu Yuanjie's face became twisted again; he looked out of the window at the evening sky and prayed piously in Japanese, "Hail, Emperor Hirohito!"
That was faith and loyalty in his eyes as they burned with a passion as he recited the name with sanctitude. As for Hirohito, he was the reigning emperor during the Japanese occupation of China.
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With video evidence, the director of the Bureau, Tian Zhenxing, did not hesitate to put Guan Tong on the wanted list. Every police division in Xiahai had been notified, and they were on full alert to arrest Guan Tong.
Under Qiu Yuanjie's behind-the-scene influence and information conveyed to key personnel, the police soon narrowed their search to the area of Wild Wolf Mountain. However, all they found were two corpses with their hearts pulled out and heads squashed. It was already late, and the corpses had started to deteriorate and smell.
Neither Guan Tong nor Xiao Luo could be seen anywhere.
Qiu Yuanjie felt even more stressed out as he felt that someone was watching him closely. The strong draft blowing eerily across Wild Wolf Mountain gave him goosebumps.
"What happened here? Who killed these two? A beast?" Luo, Shuang cried. She was terrified as it was the first time she had witnessed such incredibly cruel deaths in her long experience as a police officer.
"It must be the MLM company, and it's possible that Mr. Xiao was taken by them too."
Tian Zhenxing clenched his fist, and his eyes were filled with dread. "Damn it, how should I explain to the NSA if Mr. Xiao was harmed?" he said.
Luo Shuang did not buy it as she had already recognized Xiao Luo's strength. "He's a powerful man, he won't be caught by them for sure," she said.
Beside them, Qiu Yuanjie remained silent as he knew better than anyone what happened to those two. Xiao Luo had killed two of the top fighters in the Asou family, and that made him a formidable enemy. There was no way he could be harmed.
WHOOSH~
Suddenly, a samurai sword sliced through the night sky like a meteorite and streaked toward Qiu Yuanjie at high speed like a bullet.
Qiu Yuanjie was not even able to react and had his shoulder pierced by this samurai sword. From the time he caught a glimpse of the sword, it took less than a second for it to reach his shoulder.
"UMMPH!"
Qiu Yuanjie collapsed, screaming in pain, and blood was spurting out from his wound.
Suddenly, a dark shadow emerged from a bush nearby and teleported before Qiu Yuanjie in a flash like black lightning. It was Xiao Luo, who now had his foot on Qiu Yuanjie's chest.
"AHH!"
He screamed in pain as Xiao Luo stomped down hard on his chest, causing more pain from his shoulder wound.
Everyone was shocked as they stared at Xiao Luo, and the special forces troops pointed their weapons at him—they were not sure if he was a man or beast who was attacking Qiu Yuanjie.
"Mr. Xiao?"
Tian Zhenxing was stunned. Wide-eyed, he stared at the spectral figure stepping on Qiu Yuanjie's chest. He was a familiar yet strange man—the familiar part was that this man was definitely Xiao Luo, but the strange part was his unusual aura. Even though they were standing some distance away, he could still sense the bloodlust emanating from Xiao Luo.
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Director of the Bureau, Tian Zhenxing, and every person there shivered uncontrollably as they stared at Xiao Luo in horror—he looked terrifying and was nothing like his usual self. All they saw now was a monster in front of them, and it looked like Xiao Luo was possessed by a demon. The chilling aura he was emanating was enough to make a person's soul freeze to death.
Luo Shuang was deeply in love with Qiu Yuanjie, and when she saw him getting stomped on the ground by Xiao Luo like that, her immediate reaction to yell at him, "Xiao Luo, what the hell are you doing? Let go of our group leader!"
Xiao Luo looked up and glanced at her coldly. He calmed himself and quelled his urge to kill Qiu Yuanjie outright. Gradually, his eyes returned to normal, but they still looked menacing and cold.
He pulled out the samurai sword from Qiu Yuanjie's shoulder slowly, and it caused more blood to spurt out, as the man screamed in excruciating pain. He then pointed at Qiu Yuanjie's forehead with the blood-stained tip of the samurai sword and said, "Qiu Yuanjie is the Fog!"
No emotions could be detected in his words for Guan Tong's death had traumatized him immensely. As far as he was concerned, nobody could save Qiu Yuanjie from his wrath today.
What?
Qiu Yuanjie is the Fog? This is a bad joke, right?
Not a single soul believed Xiao Luo's words, as Qiu Yuanjie was the group leader of their anti-MLM team. He was the main person in charge of Xiahai city's anti-MLM operations to a considerable extent, so the probability of him being the Fog was as good as zero.
Tian Zhenxing laughed mockingly and said, "Mr. Xiao, could there be a misunderstanding between you and Qiu Yuanjie? How could he be the Fog? I have witnessed his progress from just a nobody to what he has achieved today, every step of the way. On top of that, he leads almost the entire of Xiahai's anti-MLM operations and has captured countless MLM operators. He even destroyed a few of their dens, so how could he be the Fog?"
Qiu Yuanjie felt that his life was on the line and broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that the people around him now would be his most effective shield, and he needed to get their trust. With their support, he believed that Xiao Luo would not be able to do him harm.
"Mr. Xiao, I understand completely about your eagerness to arrest the Fog, but it does not make sense for you to frame me without any proof. That is very unfair to me." Qiu Yuanjie fought the searing pain from his wound and quickly took advantage of his fellow officers' doubts.
Luo Shuang was exasperated and finally lost her composure. She once again shouted at Xiao Luo, "You jerk, take your dirty foot off my group leader now! Have you gone nuts? How could you accuse him of being the Fog? The Fog's true identity had been confirmed and he was none other than our ex-informant, Guan Tong. He had already transferred the money out and there is video evidence. I am highly suspicious of your motive now for all that nonsense you have said! Are you with the Fog?!"
"Humph..."
Xiao Luo sneered in disdain and remained silent. Then he suddenly brought the samurai sword in his hand down toward Qiu Yuanjie's left arm like a lightning strike, piercing right through it like a nail into the ground.
Qiu Yuanjie screamed in agony as blood spurted out from the wound ceaselessly.
Instantly, every undercover police and special forces member pointed their weapons at Xiao Luo with their fingers on the trigger. The situation became very tense, and it felt like they only needed the smallest excuse to start firing and turn this into a messy battle royale.
"All of you stay put!"
Tian Zhenxing roared while waving his hand as he still had high regard for the NSA. Since Xiao Luo belonged to that organization, he could never be with the Fog, and his words were credible enough for him. They could not afford to act recklessly, considering the aftermath of hurting Xiao Luo to rescue Qiu Yuanjie. That would be the worst scenario, and there was a likelihood that nobody could be saved.
He stared at Xiao Luo thoughtfully and asked, "Mr. Xiao, do you have any proof that Yuanjie is the Fog?"
"All he has is bullsh*t! Since you have the courage to hurt our group leader, then you should have the courage to face death. Die!"
Luo Shuang could no longer contain her anger and had totally lost her composure. Seeing the man she admired for a long time being stomped to the ground and pierced with a sword right in her face, she did hesitate and shot at Xiao Luo angrily.
BANG!
The gunshot was deafening, and with a muzzle flash, the bullet flew at the speed of sound toward Xiao Luo.
Tian Zhenxing was shocked, and unconsciously shouted, "Beware!"
Xiao Luo pulled out the samurai sword at the same time Luo Shuang fired her shot. Nobody could catch his movement, but they only managed to see that he lifted the sword in front of his face in defense.
CLANG!
Sparks flew off the samurai sword as the bullet crashed into its blade and ricocheted off, hitting on the mountain wall next to xiao Luo and left a thumb-sized hole in it.
Huh? What...?
He... h-he actually blocked a bullet with a sword?
Oh my gosh, how could this be possible?
Everyone there was utterly shocked, and they stared at Xiao Luo as if he was some sort of monster. That was simply unbelievable, and no one could fathom how such an incident could happen. They had seen it in sci-fi or fantasy movies, but definitely not before their very eyes. How could it have happened? Every single one of them found it hard to even swallow their saliva.
Tian Zhenxing was no different even though he had known long before that the people in NSA were monsters—but still, this was too much for him. How could a man so casually deflect a bullet with a sword?
Luo Shuang was equally stunned, but it did not take too long for her to react. She clenched her teeth and was going to fire the second shot.
However, Xiao Luo would not let her have her way so readily. He vanished like a specter and dashed at her like a gust o wind, leaving only a shadow behind him. Luo Shuang could not even react in time before her gun was snatched away. Xiao Luo then elbowed her face heavily.
BAM!
She vomited a mouthful of blood and flew back like a broken kite, landing on the ground a few meters away as she vigorously coughing out more blood.
Xiao Luo squeezed his fist tight, and the gun in his hand shattered to pieces, as easily as if he had crushed a piece of paper. This made everyone gasp in awe.
Luo Shuang was suddenly scared out of her wits and widened her eyes to stare at Xiao Luo in fear.
Xiao Luo was not in the mood to deal with her, so he turned around and walked back to Qiu Yuanjie again, who was once again clearly scared silly.
At this moment, nobody dared to utter a word, and they even tried to control their breathing to their best. Their eyes followed Xiao Luo's footsteps, and nothing could be heard in the entire space beside the rustling wind.
"Chief, help... Chief, help me please..."
Qiu Yuanjie was pale as a sheet. He had always been proud of what he had done for the Hua nation, but all he felt today was endless fear. This Xiao Luo from NSA was worse than a demon.
Tian Zhenxing wanted to say something, but Xiao Luo interrupted him coldly.
The words were not for the director, but for Qiu Yuanjie.
"Qiu Yuanije, explain your true identity and everything you had done in our country in detail... Now!"
The voice sounded to Qiu Yuanjie, like the temptation of a siren that had encroached into his consciousness. When he met Xiao Luo's sharp eyes, he went into a trance. His eyes lost their light, and it felt like his thoughts were being pried upon by some other.