Zzzzz...
Sparks flew from the streetlights by the road, the screens on the outside of buildings lost power, and the lights went out, plunging everything into darkness; a chorus of screams emanated from within.
Several gang members at the entrance suddenly convulsed.
Their firearms crackled and sputtered, electricity spreading over the weapons and shocking their hands, causing them to cry out in pain.
"What's happening..."
A gang member shouted in alarm, unaware that the catalyst for all of this was the stranger before them.
Then, everything before them blurred.
Ji Xinghuo appeared before them with a Flash Step, Thunderbolt Hand drawn.
Realization dawned on their faces, marked with horror, but the mechanical prosthetics implanted in their bodies were disrupted by the electromagnetic pulse, surges of electricity coursing through them, paralyzing and painful, leaving them incapable of any reaction.
The gleam of the blade flashed by like lightning.
