We've been discovered.
Meng Chao sensed that every uninvited guest around him had erupted with an aura even more ferocious than that of an Elite Turan Warrior.
The blood of that Elite Soldier just now had probably been mixed with some "seasoning" that, after Human Spontaneous Combustion, gave off a highly distinctive, impossible-to-conceal scent.
Or perhaps a chip capable of monitoring physiological data in real time had been implanted in his body.
The moment his heart stopped beating, it would immediately send a signal to his companions.
Meng Chao had not expected these uninvited guests to be this professional.
He could only activate the Second Plan.
Taking these people out won't be a problem.
The problem is that I can't take down all five drones at once. They're bound to capture images of me.
These drones are far too crafty. One of them is actually hovering hundreds of meters in the air, ready to flee at any moment.
Besides, I still don't know who these people are, what they want, or who the mastermind hiding behind them really is.
Judging from how that guy killed himself without hesitation just now, the remaining uninvited guests are all cold-blooded killing machines who care nothing for their own lives or anyone else's. Even if I capture more of them, all I'll get in the end are piles of ashes. I won't be able to dig up the slightest clue or evidence from ashes.
Whoever they are, our contest has only just begun. There's no need to expose my trump card over a few minor pawns.
Then I can only gamble on it.
Before the uninvited guests could close in, a string of crackling sounds erupted from inside Meng Chao's body.
Not only did his physique change, but the continuous twisting of his bones