With surveillance cameras everywhere, Shi Lan carefully concealed her movements as she made her way between buildings. It took her nearly an hour to reach the police station.
After cautiously surveying her surroundings, Shi Lan was just about to make a move when she saw more than a dozen figures rush into the police station one after another.
"Who's there!"
Bang! Bang!
Boom!
A few short bursts of gunfire rang out, followed by several loud crashes. Then everything fell silent.
Wooo—
A piercing alarm suddenly ripped through the night sky.
A few minutes later, more than a dozen figures rushed out of the police station in succession. Three of them each carried a corpse over their shoulder, and in the blink of an eye, they vanished into the night.
After that group left, four or five more groups appeared one after another, all pursuing the dozen or so people who had fled into the distance.
Shi Lan's nose twitched as she caught the scent of blood drifting on the night breeze. She watched the police station for a while, then turned and chased after the fleeing group.
Whether it was the dozen or so people who had broken into the police station to seize the corpses, or the groups following behind them, even the weakest among them was not much weaker than the two people who had died at her hands last night.
She wanted to see who these people were, and whether they were connected to the Wuji Sect.
The group that had seized the corpses must have scouted the area beforehand. They seemed very familiar with their surroundings and quickly shook off the tails following them.
Shi Lan was the exception. Though it was the dead of night, under the perception of her divine soul, the dozen or