Xiang Chuan watched the distant battle of Tang Luo, his spirits lifted, "This guy has a really tenacious life!"
"Spread out, surround them!"
Xiang Chuan raised his hand, and the Sword Special Forces along with the SWAT and armed police all dispersed, advancing in a fan shape.
Several armed helicopters were also circling overhead by this point, their machine guns slowly rising, aiming below.
Bang bang bang!
Below, Tang Luo and the puppet once again engaged in a fierce battle, stirring up dust and debris.
"Fire, kill him! The Ghoul isn't afraid of bullets, shoot quickly!"
An Bei Divine Master yelled as he watched Tang Luo.
"Aye!"
A few subordinates nodded, raised their guns, and were about to shoot.
Rat-a-tat-tat!
Before they could fire, the machine guns on the armed helicopters spat flames, enveloping them.
In just a moment, several men fell into pools of blood, riddled with holes.
An Bei Divine Master's face shifted as he looked at the armed helicopters in midair.
