Xu Ruoying said indifferently, "I've seen big scenes too, I'm not afraid at all!"
"Good, your current strength is not bad either, it's time to let you see the wider world."
Feng Lin glanced at Xu Ruoying; she had already reached the intermediate stage of Dark Energy.
In the Secret Corps, she was considered a member capable of breaching tough defenses.
A vehicle stopped in the distance, and a middle-aged man got out. He wore a uniform, had a crew cut, and a square face.
Wang Duan's face lit up with joy upon seeing the middle-aged man, "Brother Li! You've come! Quickly arrest this person for me."
Li Sanqiao looked over at Feng Lin's direction, then noticed the wound on Wang Duan's shoulder.
And there was Wang Xiaoqiang, with blood all over and a severed arm, his gaze growing increasingly icy.
"Did you do this?"
Li Sanqiao stepped forward, looking at Feng Lin as he asked.
"No! It was me!"
Just then, Zhang Chu roared in anger, clenching his teeth as he rushed toward Wang Duan.
