Before long, another officer arrived on the scene.
He looked at the body with some regret.
"Again, no live capture... Just like yesterday's case, running amok in the downtown area, we had to take him down. What on earth are these cults trying to do?"
He then looked toward Lu Chenzhou.
"Pretty good moves, little bro, are you from a Martial Arts School?"
Though Lu Chenzhou was solidly built, his face still held the traces of a high schooler's youthfulness. For a student to counter-kill a Third Rank prosthetics-enhanced assailant, it was highly likely he was from a Martial Arts School. These experienced officers could tell at a glance. In fact, this kind of incident wasn't new; there were always some misjudged attempts by criminals to provoke the seemingly vulnerable youth of the nation, who turned out to be as dangerous as Venus flytraps.
"I'm from Dragon City High School, Lu Chenzhou."
