Chuzheng cursed softly, released Yin Xian, and quickly pushed aside the people blocking her path.
Yin Xian moved faster than Chuzheng, wrapping around the enemy's knife just as he was about to strike.
The knife experienced a counterforce, unable to pierce the hostage he held, and the man was visibly shocked.
With the weapon controlled by Yin Xian, Chuzheng hesitated no longer and charged forward to deliver a kick.
"Ah!"
The crowd instinctively parted as the man was sent flying, crashing to the side.
"Clang—"
The man clutched his chest, attempting to get up.
"Hold him!"
Chuzheng ordered without addressing anyone specific.
Before the man could rise, he was suddenly pinned down by an enormous force on his shoulder rendering him powerless to resist.
He looked up, and behind him stood a three-meter high robot, its pupils illuminated with concentric rings of green light.
This…
Wasn't this just a display piece?!
Why did it move!
"Are you okay?"
