A hazy, pure moonlight-like glow suddenly enveloped Wang Lan. Then, the light morphed into a beam, connecting to the wounded Tianjian Bureau agent like a lifeline.
Almost instantly, the agent felt a change in his body. He stared at Wang Lan with a shocked expression, "You... you're a Medical Attribute Star Martial Warrior?"
"Quick, over here!"
SWOOSH, SWOOSH, SWOOSH— Several figures flashed and landed beside Wang Lan and Cai Jianjun.
"Old Cai, are you okay?"
"Director Ming, quickly, get to Dock Seventeen! Someone is smuggling a large number of Space Stones."
"How are you?" Cai Jianjun asked.
"I'm fine. This brother's medical skill is very strong; my injuries are no longer serious."
