Drawing the Sword
"You..."
The corporate police squad leader flew into a rage, his face flushing red with humiliation and fury as he clenched his fists and charged again.
As expected, Li Bai knocked him flat once more. He had no ability to fight back at all.
"Now, drop your weapons, put your hands on your heads, and follow my instructions!"
Li Bai tucked the satellite phone back into his pocket. With a flick of his hand, a five-foot heavy sword appeared out of thin air, its blade angled toward the ground.
It was still not too late for these private police to back down.
"Open fire!"
"No!~"
The two diametrically opposed orders rang out among the corporate police almost simultaneously.
According to Murphy's Law, once things started looking bad, they were bound to slide inevitably into the abyss.
Bang, bang, bang... Gunfire erupted. The M16 assault rifles aimed at Li Bai suddenly opened fire.
Ting!~
A piercing ring burst out without warning, overpowering the deafening gunshots. Sword Gang whistled through the air, and countless little black dots bounced around like grasshoppers before falling to the ground. On closer inspection, they were bullets that had lost all their momentum. Every last one had been intercepted.
The gunfire started quickly and ended just as fast.
But the Great Sword in Li Bai's hand did not stop. Its carefully polished blade blazed with dazzling light, forming layer upon layer of sword shadows. His gathered energy became Sword Gang, which surged forth in crisscrossing waves...
"It's magic!~"
"Run!~"
"My gun!"
"God!~"
People shouted in alarm, their cries rising one after another.
The blazing sword light lasted for only a breath. A lingering trace remained in the air, while the sword's ringing still echoed melodiously.
The corporate police of Yasel Mining Company had all