Fang Jianxing hadn't even realized what was happening before the Thunder Dragon had bound him. He tried to break free, only to find his body gradually growing numb.
"Damn it, I've been exposed."
"Something must have gone wrong at Meng Chuan's place last night. How dare that little brat play me!"
He immediately tried to break free. The Demon Seed within him spun wildly, and purple mist appeared around his body.
Seeing this, Long Jiu's expression darkened. The mole in the Police Station really was him—the director of the Skynet Department!
Remembering what Luo Guanyun had told him, Long Jiu couldn't help admiring Meng Chuan.
"Both a scholar and a fighter. He's a real natural for police work."
The seemingly thick purple mist was torn apart as easily as thin paper beneath the rampaging Thunder True Qi.
The Thunder Dragon wound around Fang Jianxing, crackling with electricity. Countless arcs of lightning burst out, enveloping him.
The current battered Fang Jianxing's white coat into tatters. He thought to himself:
"The Thunder Seed really is powerful. I'd better get out of here first."
Fang Jianxing quickly focused his senses.
In an instant, that bizarre black vortex appeared beside him once more.
Strange light shimmered along its edges as it spun and expanded, radiating a powerful suction force.
Then he abruptly activated the Demon Seed on his spirit platform. As light and shadow shifted, an illusion took his place, still bound where he stood.
Once his true body was free, he gathered his strength and leaped toward the vortex.
Most of his body had already disappeared into it. Only his upper half remained outside, a faint smile on his face.
Golden light flashed in Luo Guanyun's eyes. He immediately sensed that something was wrong.
"Trying to run, you little bastard? Did you ask