After the arrests were complete, Luo Peng didn't linger. He immediately took several of the criminals back home. Only after getting off the plane did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Wang Yue had actually known the instant the protective charm activated. He calculated that Luo Peng was safe, so he didn't intervene. But just as the fleeing mercenaries boarded the helicopter sent to pick them up, he raised the peachwood sword in his hand and slashed toward the foreign land.
The slash pierced through layer upon layer of space and abruptly appeared in front of the helicopter, cutting it in half with a single stroke.
The crew and the mercenaries aboard had no time to escape. They all perished when the helicopter crashed.
Luo Peng, of course, knew nothing about this. He returned to the Police Station, and while giving his report on the operation, heard about the helicopter accident and saw the satellite photo.
The photo showed a fan-shaped beam of light suddenly coming from the north, streaking through the helicopter like lightning and cleaving it in two.
Some experts thought it was caused by a high-powered laser weapon, but none of the South Asian countries seemed to possess one. There was also no news that the country had taken action.
But East Asian countries and others concluded that the country was responsible, and were curious about the weapon. The North American Federation, in particular, paid a high price to buy back the helicopter, which had been cut in half, hoping to study it.
After seeing the photo, Luo Peng couldn't help thinking that the metal along the helicopter's fuselage had been cut far too cleanly.
Laser cutters would fit the evidence, but where could anyone find a laser cutter that big?
He remembered the golden light