Of course, Fang Zheng had no intention of chopping those two guys to death. The instant the black sword flashed, sharp sword qi howled forth, instantly engulfing the two unfortunate soldiers. Then they began spinning wildly in place as if they had been tossed into a washing machine. The bugs crawling over their bodies were shredded to pieces by the sword qi before being swept out of the train by the roaring wind.
The two soldiers collapsed onto the ground without moving, looking as if they were dead—well, they only looked that way.
Fang Zheng grabbed one in each hand, hauled them up, and marched straight into the driver's cab before tossing them inside. The cab was empty, making it clear that these two were the culprits who had set the train in motion.
"Ugh... what the hell is this...?"
The two soldiers groggily opened their eyes, but in the next moment, a black blade was pressed against one of their throats.
"Y-You, who are you?"
The soldier stared wide-eyed at Fang Zheng as he asked. Fang Zheng merely snorted.
"An innocent bystander who got dragged into this. Who are you people?"
"W-We are..."
"I suggest you don't lie."
Seeing the two secretly exchange glances, Fang Zheng snorted again.
"If you lie, I'll cut off your arms... Oh, and one more thing: I can tell whether you're lying, so don't try anything clever."
"...W-We're police..."
"Swish!"
Before he could finish, Fang Zheng's blade was pressed directly under his chin.
"It's so stupid I don't even want to say it, but I've already met a member of S.T.A.R.S., so you'd better tell me something new."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng stared at the two and released a trace of Dragon Might. For mortals, merely sensing Dragon Might was enough to break