Bang! With a sharp gunshot, a burst of bullets shot out and disappeared into the vast white mist.
The sound of gunfire echoes in the ears—
Ah!! "
A heartbreaking scream led Yang Feng and Long Qingxue to find the location of the white-clad female ghost in half a moment.
Yang Feng twirled a silver pocket-sized divine gun in his hand, a hint of undisguised smile on his lips, his peach blossom eyes fixed on the white-clad female ghost in front of him.
At this moment, the white clothes on her body were stained with a touch of crimson, her beautiful face revealing a hint of imperceptible pain amidst the ferocity, her eyes tinged with red, filled with a fierce intent, as if she wanted to swallow the two of them whole.
You all, you all must die! "She made a creepy sound."
Long Qingxue looked at the white-robed female ghost and said coldly, "You have nowhere to retreat now!" Next, you will face legal sanctions! "
"Giggling---"
The white-robed female ghost's mouth curled into a sinister smile, emitting a chilling laughter, saying:
I am a ghost. Do you think the law can sanction a ghost like me? "
This is not necessarily the case. Special accidents require special methods to solve. "
Long Qingxue's mouth curved into a playful arc, taking out a document from her body with two large red characters that were very eye-catching!
Dragon Team!
Yes, the Chinese Dragon Team!
A secret national organization dedicated to solving mysterious cases and defending the homeland!
They will not intervene unless there is a significant threat to society.
And! Each of them possesses unique skills and is a martial arts practitioner!
Dragon Team! You are a member of the Dragon Group?! "
The face of the white-robed female ghost revealed an uncontrollable panic, causing her to unconsciously take two or three steps back.
Is the Dragon Group just a legend? I didn't expect that there really is. "
Yang Feng's deep eyes flashed with a hint of shock at the bottom, then slowly recovered, looking at the white-clad female ghost retreating behind him, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, unable to help but comment:
Are you really a ghost? Blood flowing from the body, and those feet. "
She is not a ghost, she should be a puppet refined by some sect, just don't know why she came to Yanjing. "
Long Qingxue glanced at Yang Feng with her beautiful eyes and explained slowly.
Along the way, Yang Feng surprised her many times, especially with his amazing marksmanship just now. He didn't even see the figure of the ghost in white, yet he was able to hit her accurately.
How did you do it? ?
She was a little doubtful that she might not be a match for this ordinary person.
She thought Yang Feng was an ordinary person because there was no fluctuation of true energy flow in his body.
Unless it's a high-level expert, she doesn't believe that Mystic-level warriors are rare in this world.
After a long wait, the mist in the forest gradually disappeared... …
In the afternoon, at the entrance of the Public Security Bureau.
Yang Feng looked helplessly at the group of journalists in front of him holding high-end cameras. He had just completed his mission and was ready to leave, but Long Qingxue forcibly brought him to the Public Security Bureau to make a record.
However, after completing the record, the two people from the Dragon Team were no longer visible. They then took all the credit for solving the case.
It was said that Yang Feng caught the culprit, which led to the scene happening before us.
After all, members of the Dragon Team must keep their identities hidden and not reveal any information.
"Hello, I'm Xiao Han, a reporter from Mango TV. Can you tell us how you caught the perpetrator of this series of murders?" Could you please provide more details? "
A young girl with delicate features, probably just graduated from college, with a faint smile on her face, asked.
In fact, I only contributed a little to this murder case. The main credit should go to the police officers. As for catching the killer, it was just luck on my part, hehe. "
Yang Feng really didn't know how to respond. It was the first time he had been surrounded by reporters for an interview, and he felt caught off guard.
The number of victims in this murder case is very high, almost reaching more than thirty people, and the duration is long. The police suppressed the incident because they couldn't catch the killer, or to prevent public panic? Can you answer? "
Reporter Xiaohan said with a slight smile.
"Um, you should ask them this question, I'm not a police officer, OK?" "
Yang Feng pursed his lips, what kind of questions are these? !
May I ask if you used any weapons or how you subdued the killer during your pursuit? Could you please provide some details on this? "
...… …
At the entrance of the Ministry of Public Security, Yang Feng was completely surrounded by reporters and questioned for over an hour.
Finally, Yang Feng dashed out and shook them all off, escaping successfully.
My goodness, now I finally understand why being a celebrity is so annoying with all the reporters. "
Yang Feng leaned against the utility pole with one hand, breathing heavily and occasionally looking back.
Only to see a crowd of passersby behind, a big stone in the heart finally fell to the ground.
Yang Feng looked at the setting sun dyeing the sky red in the distance, sighed slightly, and walked slowly towards the ordinary residential area.
After a long day, it's time to go home.
On the way, Yang Feng passed by an old wonton shop and packed two bowls of wonton with black vinegar.
Dumplings are my little sister's favorite food. She has loved them since she was a child and would rather skip a meal than miss out on dumplings.
Walking on the street, Yang Feng's face still looked a bit sad. He could only rely on some things to temporarily forget about Han Shilan going abroad.
Unfortunately, her charming smile came to his mind again.
With a slight smile, Yang Feng could feel the air around him sweeten.
Just... …
Yang Feng forced a bitter smile, shook his head vigorously, and a tear inadvertently fell from his eyes, the oppression in his heart rising once again.
After walking for a while, Yang Feng tried to adjust his mindset as much as possible. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, feeling a warm current flowing in the lower abdomen of his body.
Hmm? Yang Feng furrowed his brows in confusion, and with a thought, he quickly asked Starlight.
"Starlight, what is this thing inside me?" Why does it feel so warm and cozy! "
After a while, the starlight in the system space spoke up: "This is spiritual power—"
Yang Feng chuckled and thought to himself, "Why didn't you mention immortal power or magic power?" "
"I'm not joking with you. This is spiritual power. As for how it entered your body, it should be related to when you went to that forest." "
The beautiful face under the starlight showed a hint of confusion, and then slowly said.
It's funny, when I went to that forest, I actually felt so relaxed all over my body. "
Yang Feng took a step forward, walking slowly, and wondered to himself:
But what do you mean by spiritual power? I have only heard of the true energy of martial artists, similar to what is depicted in martial arts novels. "