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At this moment, a major reversal was taking place within the warehouse. Loke, who had originally thought that victory was already within his grasp, had never expected that he would be tied down like a broken hemp rope in the eyes of Yuan Qiong.

Loke frantically retreated a few steps, drawing his spear. But at this moment, the silhouette of Yuan Qiong vanished, appearing right in front of him. With a flick of his sleeve, Loke felt a great pain coming from his arm. His right arm was no longer conscious, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

But this brat was still not like an ordinary gangster, he endured the heart-wrenching pain coming from his arm as he rolled on the ground, crawled up and ran towards the main entrance. According to him, as long as he could run out of the warehouse and use his super power to trap Yuan Qiong, he would starve to death!

Yuan Qiong didn't chase after him. With a slight flick of his feet, he grabbed the handgun and started scrutinizing it. It was only when Locke was only a few steps away from the door that he gave a cold snort, flicked his sleeve, and a steel pipe as thick as an arm shot out from under his feet. It shot through Locke's right thigh like an arrow, bringing with it a spray of blood and chunks of meat.

Roarke howled like a pig, and suddenly he felt a pang of despair. The pain from his broken arm and bloody right leg made his mind blur. For the first time, this fearless young man felt the fear of death when his' realm 'was easily broken.

Yuan Qiong was still staring at the gun in his hand, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him. A few minutes later, after Locke had felt as if a century had passed, he heard Yuan Qiong's "hmph" before he said, "Although it's a killing weapon, it's still quite exquisite." He then brought his hands together and kneaded it a few times. The pistol had been transformed into an uneven piece of metal.

Loke was still holding on when he saw this scene and his vision went black. The last thing he thought of was, I really regret provoking this old man. This is the first time in my life I've regretted this!

Staring at the collapsed Loke, Yuan Qiong had no intentions to kill him. The corners of his lips curled upwards as he walked out of the room. Just as he was about to exit the gate, Yuan Qiong suddenly stopped in his tracks. Laughing sinisterly, he placed his hands behind his back, "Flying in the air? Weird, this old man sees that you have no inner strength, could it be some kind of spell? "

The golden-haired man landed at the entrance like a gust of wind. His right hand was raised into the air, about two meters away from where Yuan Qiong was hanging, which was exactly what he had seen at the entrance of the basement. However, looking at the current situation, his eyes rolled white.

The golden-haired man glanced at Loke who was lying on the ground, his ice-cold eyes were filled with rage as he stared at Yuan Qiong, as though he was waiting for the latter to give him an answer.

Yuan Qiong looked at him as a look of realization flashed across his face, "Oh! I believe this is the ability that you are talking about. "

The rage in the golden-haired man's eyes grew even stronger. He waved his right arm, sending the man beside him flying towards Yuan Qiong.

The big man was almost suffocating just now, but he suddenly felt the weight on his neck lighten. He took a deep breath, and when he saw himself flying away like he was riding on a cloud, he couldn't help but shout out loud.

Yuan Qiong had originally planned to send this man flying with a palm strike, but when he saw the big man's terrified expression, and saw his tears, snot, and saliva flowing all over his face, he found it hilarious. He casually grabbed the big man's body, and the big man's huge figure spun several times in the air before sitting down on a pile of junk by the door, saving his life.

The sound of something tearing through the air came into Yuan Qiong's ears. He was slightly startled as his feet slid half a step away from the ground. At almost the same time, a steel pipe whistled past him. Following which, Yuan Qiong leaped up into the air, as if he was an unstoppable force, as a gigantic lump of reinforced concrete flew past his feet.

As these two items unveiled the opening of the back of the miscellaneous attack, for a time, spikes, stones, steel tubes, as well as various large and small tools, chains, and iron rods scattered on the ground, collectively flew towards their only target – Yuan Qiong.

As he flew through the air, dodging rocks that shot out from an unknown direction along with messy iron nails and other things, Yuan Qiong's eyes turned towards the golden-haired man. He saw that the golden-haired man was still standing in the same spot, his two eyes emitting a strange silver light. Of course, Yuan Qiong understood that all of this was caused by this young man in front of him. Although the small creatures flying in the air weren't able to do much harm to him, he couldn't help but be amazed at how many things he could control by himself.

The golden-haired man's heart trembled even more violently. Originally, his calm self had been affected by his younger brother's impetuous actions. However, Yuan Qiong's actions caused him to have a feeling of disbelief. This was already beyond the scope of human comprehension, and it was even more unbelievable than his own superpower.

Yuan Qiong, on the other hand, was having a great time playing around. As he leaped and shifted, all the incoming attacks fell to nothing. Even if there were some that were difficult to dodge, they were all brushed aside by him.

In comparison, the golden-haired man was having a hard time moving objects. Transferring his consciousness into something was already very taxing on his mental energy. In addition to the constant large area attacks, his forehead was already covered in sweat and the eye-piercing silver light in his eyes had dimmed quite a bit.

He knew that the golden-haired man was already at the end of his strength, and with a slight smile, he casually flipped and pushed a steel nail that flew towards him. The steel nail changed direction and shot towards the golden-haired man at a much faster speed than the golden-haired man.

The blonde man was surprised. He was familiar with the movement of his mind. He understood the penetrating power of a small nail at such speed. It was not as simple as piercing his skin. He hastily used all of his mental strength to stop it. Luckily, when Yuan Qiong dodged to the side, he had already distanced himself from Qin Wentian. At the same time, he was also extremely focused, hence he discovered Yuan Qiong's first counterattack. Under his interference, the nails shooting towards him slowed down, finally dropping to the ground half a meter away from him. At this time, the golden-haired man's head was already covered in sweat, he never thought that just a small nail would be able to consume almost all of his spiritual energy. At this moment, he felt as if his head was about to explode, his legs went soft, and he fell to the ground.

Yuan Qiong, upon seeing all the objects surrounding him fall to the ground, did not know whether the golden-haired man was still alive or not, twitched his mouth and took a few steps forward. Suddenly, someone rushed into his doorway.

Chi Tian took three steps to block the path between Yuan Qiong and the golden-haired man. When he saw Yuan Qiong stop in his tracks, he panted heavily before saying seriously, "Your Excellency Yuan Mingyuan, although I respect you a lot, I will definitely stop you if you do anything bad to the two sirs!"

Yuan Qiong sized up this fatty, whose face was covered in perspiration. He didn't hate Chi Tian at all. In fact, he even had a slight favorable impression of him. His mouth split into a smile: "Oh? This old man really wants to see it. " As he spoke, he took a few more steps forward.

Chi Tian followed Yuan Qiong's steps and retreated. Only when the golden-haired man appeared beside him did he adopt a fighting stance.

"Please stop, or I'm really going to offend you!" He tried to make his tone as dignified as possible.

Yuan Qiong laughed again as he lifted up a short blade from the ground with his feet. He pointed the tip of the blade at the golden-haired man and said, "Come here. There's no need to stand on ceremony."

Although he was confident that he could sense the general character of Yuan Qiong, looking at the corpses littering the ground, he knew that Yuan Qiong had some tricks up his sleeves. However, for the sake of the future, he had to take some risks.

As he thought of this, Chi Tian felt slightly more at ease. He made up his mind, and struck Yuan Qiong's chest with a standard karate stance.

Yuan Qiong's body didn't even move as he raised his eyebrows, "That's all?"

Chi Tian was also stunned. This time, he wasn't faking it. Although he had already expected that Yuan Qiong was very strong, in order to make the act seem more realistic, he had used six to seven percent of his strength. As a spy, he naturally wasn't a mediocre person, and with such strength, he could easily knock over an adult male, which was also within his expectations.

Yuan Qiong chuckled, "How long have you learned this technique?"

Chi Tian was surprised and replied, "It's been almost 20 years."

Yuan Qiong curled his lips and casually tossed the dagger away. "Although your kung fu is lacking, you're still righteous. Fine, this old man won't make things difficult for you." As he walked out, he said, "Tell your master that I will naturally return his favor." As soon as he finished, he had already disappeared.

"So that's the relationship between this damn old man and the higher ups. But who is the master that he talks about?" "Could it be …" Chi Tian stood in the doorway, thoughts running through his mind. A few minutes later, he took out a small mobile phone and dialed a number. "What's the situation outside?"

"Sir, he's already left. I was just able to guess that he's an esper. I personally saw him jump onto the roof of a 7 story building." The voice on the phone was low.

"Yes." "Yes." Chi Tian replied. He could only feel skeptical about his men's reports. Although he knew the depth of martial arts in Z country, this was not a movie. He could bring Weiya here and there. "What other situation?"

"There was a patrol car at the end of the street. "There is a scavenger approaching this place. Do you want to make a move?"

Chi Tian thought for a moment. "No need. Tell the people below to come here immediately and take them away. That's it." After closing the phone, Chi Tian sneered in his heart. He didn't expect an idiot like Locke to find such a good place. In a big city like Los Angeles, it was rare to find an area with no people at dawn.

With so many fallen, it would be hard to tell which one was still alive. Of course, other than the woman sitting on the ground, who was crying and mumbling to herself, Chi Tian could tell from the first glance that she was crazy, and a very thorough one at that.

"I need to intentionally expose a target, but I can't let those idiots up there to catch me." Chi Tian thought to himself. He didn't even notice the person who came in behind him.

"Sir." Four men in black entered the room, the one in the lead asked, "Please give me your instructions."

"Hm." Chi Tian replied without thinking. He then raised his head and said, "Carry the two sirs away, don't leave any trace." Tomorrow Morning... "No, send them to Chicago immediately. Also, bring all important personnel and information from the base area as well. If they can't, evacuate them immediately. If necessary, take extraordinary measures. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, Mister." The black-clothed man replied, "Then do we need to check whether there are any survivors here?"

"No need, I just saw a Barren, right?" After getting confirmation, Chi Tian said, "Very good. How long will it take?"

The big man was stunned. "He's rummaging through the trash can. With his current speed, about 15 minutes."

"Very good." Chi Tian smiled, "You guys need to move faster."

It should be said that these people's actions were extremely nimble, and at the same time, there were no traces left behind.

Even after the men in black had all left, Chi Tian was still standing where he was. He was thinking and thinking nervously. He knew that he didn't have much time left.

After taking in a deep breath of the bloody air, Chi Tian suddenly heard a faint sound of breathing. It clearly didn't belong to that crazy woman, but rather wasn't far from him.

"It's him?" Chi Tian finally saw the man in black on the pile of junk at the door. "He's still alive?"

"Then, only he is left." "Chi Tian walked over and tried to test the man's breathing. He should only be in a short coma." The heavens are on my side! " Chi Tian felt a burst of excitement in his heart.