The man in green clothes behind him instantly pulled out a pistol and fired a shot at the back of Zhang Zhiyun's head. Clean, crisp, and as fast as lightning.
What preparation? What one, two, three?
None whatsoever!
Wang Lan's eyes widened, struggling to believe the video's authenticity.
Killed just like that?
Wang Lan had carefully read the duty regulations for special agents of the Tianjian Bureau. Indeed, one rule stated that Tianjian Bureau special agents had the authority to enforce the law and to carry out executions. When necessary, they were permitted to execute a target first and submit a written report afterward.
But Wang Lan had always thought this power was to be used in situations like capturing Demon Clan spies—when those spies resisted arrest and posed a substantial threat to surrounding civilians, making elimination of the target the primary consideration.
He had never really thought it could be used like this.
