"Damn it, damn it!"
Pan Ya of the Tiger Fang Squad watched as Jiang Li's sword pierced the Silvermoon Dire Wolf's forehead, his veins bulging with rage.
"Captain, should we kill them?"
Zhang Zehu urged, "That Luo Feng swindled me out of eighty million, and the Fire Hammer Squad stole our Silvermoon Dire Wolf!"
"Kill people?!"
The other members of the Tiger Fang Squad were slightly shocked.
It wasn't unheard of for martial artists to kill and rob in the wilderness, but they had to clean up their tracks meticulously, or the judgment awaiting them would be even more terrifying.
"A high-level Beast General-level Silvermoon Dire Wolf is worth no less than 700 million!"
Pan Ya sneered, "It's worth the trouble!"
"Captain, the person who killed the Silvermoon Dire Wolf is no small fry. Manager Wang mentioned that we shouldn't provoke him!"
The one-eyed man frowned, remembering accompanying Zhang Zehu to the Limit Hall, and tried to dissuade him.
"A Xiao, this is the wilderness. Who would know if we did it if someone died?"
Zhang Zehu's face was contorted with a savage expression.
"Kai Shanhu is right. A Xiao and A Dong, you two use the sniper rifles to take out the guy who killed the Silvermoon Dire Wolf and Gao Feng first, then sweep the nearby monster horde!"
Pan Ya's eyes were cold as he planned, "We're far away. The monsters nearby will have a hard time finding us after being attacked. They'll just take their anger out on them!"
"And we just need to sit and wait!"
Zhang Zehu cackled, "Even if the monsters don't kill them, we'll finish them off when they're exhausted!"
"Great plan! If they choose to run, they can draw away a bunch of monsters, and then we can dissect the Silvermoon Dire Wolf!"
The sniper, A Dong, let out a sinister laugh, and simultaneously with A Xiao, swung their rifles around, aiming at Jiang Li and Gao Feng.
"Kill!"
Tiger Fang Squad's leader, Pan Ya, spoke in a low voice.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Two heavy thuds echoed, and two armor-piercing rounds instantly tore through the air, aimed at the Fire Hammer Squad at the end of the alley.
Even though the sound was loud, the bullets were traveling several times the speed of sound, so by the time everyone heard the noise, the bullets had already arrived!
"Huh?"
Just as Jiang Li was reminding the others that there were more people ambushing them in the building, the shots rang out.
In that instant, Jiang Li's eyes narrowed sharply.
When the bullets entered the range of his mental energy, he already knew. His figure flashed, and one of the armor-piercing rounds brushed past his shoulder.
Fortunately, his mental energy was strong, and his reaction speed was almost perfect. Otherwise, with the speed of the armor-piercing rounds, it would have been difficult for him to dodge.
Bang!
Another armor-piercing round was fired towards Gao Feng, the captain of the Fire Hammer Squad!
Fortunately, Jiang Li's earlier warning had helped. Hearing the gunshot, Gao Feng instinctively raised his hammer to shield his head.
Boom!
This armor-piercing round struck directly against his hammer's face. The immense impact caused the hammer to slam into his head, immediately making him dizzy and disoriented, with blood streaming down his face!
"Enemy attack!"
Zhang Ke was immediately alarmed, shouting out loud.
"Damn it, which bastard did that!"
Wei Tie and Wei Qing also roared in anger. Simultaneously, they quickly surrounded Gao Feng, covering his retreat to the corner of the alley to conceal their position.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After the first shot missed, gunfire erupted.
"Captain, Captain! Are you alright?"
Gao Feng's head was still bleeding. He shook his head, trying to clear his mind. "I'm fine. Luckily, Jiang Li warned me!"
"Be careful, everyone. Have Chen Gu hide first. It's obvious there are at least two snipers!"
"There are six of them, and one of them is Zhang Zehu!"
Jiang Li's eyes flickered, the range covered by his mental energy directly reflected the images.
"Zhang Zehu!!!"
Upon hearing the name, Luo Feng's anger surged, and he glanced at Gao Feng, filled with remorse.
Fortunately!
Fortunately, Brother Jiang had warned everyone, otherwise, that shot just now could have taken Gao Feng's life.
"Luo Feng, it's not your fault!"
Seeing Luo Feng's eyes turn red, as if he wanted to rush out and fight, Gao Feng quickly said, "They should be chasing the Silvermoon Dire Wolf!"
"Then it's my business!"
Jiang Li's expression turned cold. As killing intent rose in his eyes, Chen Gu's urgent voice came from the communicator: "Captain, it's bad! The nearby monster horde is rushing towards your location..."
"Damn it!"
"How insidious, to actually provoke a beast horde!"
"They want to kill all of us!"
Hearing this, Gao Feng's expression changed again: "Forget about the Silvermoon Dire Wolf for now, run! Jiang Li, what are you doing?"
"Killing people!"
Just as the Fire Hammer Squad was preparing to retreat, Jiang Li uttered two words.
'Thrum!'
The sound of a sword's cry pierced the air with his breath.
Following that, a crimson rainbow, stretching through the sky, shot out from behind him. It instantly pierced through the dilapidated residential building, slicing through it as easily as a knife through butter.
This time, Jiang Li didn't intend to conceal his abilities.
The flying sword shot out with incredible speed.
"What is that?"
One of the snipers from the Tiger Fang Squad's eyes shrank suddenly, and he exclaimed in shock, "A Mentalist!"
The next moment!
The Blood Shadow Battle Sword flashed past, and A Dong and A Xiao's heads flew towards the ceiling almost simultaneously, with spurts of blood gushing from their necks.
At the same time, the faces of the other members of the Tiger Fang Squad changed drastically!
"Run!"
Pan Ya was extremely decisive. Facing a Mentalist of the same level, they were almost certain to die!
"They run fast!"
The Blood Shadow Battle Sword moved in the blink of an eye. Gao Feng, Zhang Ke, and the Wei brothers, who were preparing to retreat, saw that Jiang Li's Blood Shadow Battle Sword was still dripping with fresh blood, and all of them were stunned.
"Brother Jiang, you really are a Mentalist..."
Luo Feng's pupils contracted, and realization dawned on his face.
"Oh my god, he really is a Mentalist!"
"Is that really a flying sword?"
"Jiang Li, did you kill someone?"
Gao Feng, Zhang Ke, and the others instantly had a thought flash through their minds, a hint of shock flickering in their eyes.
"Boom!"
The frenzied beast horde charged forward, the sound like a landslide. The entire concrete ground cracked from the tremors, causing the dilapidated buildings nearby to shed dust.
"Luo Feng, can you dissect a Silvermoon Dire Wolf?"
Looking at the approaching beast horde, which resembled a 'stampede of ten thousand horses,' Jiang Li's eyes flashed with coldness.
"A little!" Luo Feng nodded in response.
"Jiang Li, what are you planning?"
Gao Feng glared. "Once the beast horde surrounds... wait, you're all Mentalists!"
"But..."
The ability that made Mentalists the most envied was their ability to fly by stepping on objects. Ordinary martial artists... even ordinary War Gods needed to rely on tools like flowing light to barely fly.
This was also one of the important reasons why Mentalists were fought over by various forces in the world.
They were basically cultivators who could fly with swords.
"Captain, don't worry, I killed the two snipers from the Tiger Fang Squad!"
Jiang Li saw Gao Feng's worry and truthfully said, "The others ran away."
"Phew!"
Even though they all suspected Jiang Li's Blood Shadow Battle Sword, dripping with blood after its return, had killed someone,
they couldn't help but feel a chill when they actually heard him say he'd killed two war general-level experts with one strike.
"Alright, Jiang Li, Luo Feng, be careful. Try to get it if you can, but don't force it if you can't!"
Gao Feng cautioned, "Safety first!"
"You guys be careful!"
Zhang Ke and the Wei brothers also understood that staying would only be a hindrance. They quickly retreated from one side.
(End of this chapter)