"Someone's here!"
The lights flickered, the sounds of fighting rang out with bang after bang, and shouts rose one after another.
The few constables here were quite skilled. Apart from Chen Wu, who had nearly erupted into action and succeeded in one strike, the other three had failed to take down their opponents in a single blow.
Only the constable attacked by Eldest Brother took a blow of Mystic Realm true force. With a thud, he flew backward and slammed into the tower wall, hanging there for several seconds before finally falling down.
As the commotion grew louder, the entire tower seemed to awaken, lights igniting floor by floor.
Chen Wu did not yield the lead and charged into the tower.
The moment he entered, a tall constable came plunging down from the second floor, his entire body humming.
Since they had already been exposed, Chen Wu had no intention of tangling with him. He raised his hand and fired.
Bang! The constable had never expected such a move. The room was cramped, and he was struck squarely, tumbling down from midair!
Eldest Brother and the others followed close behind, forcing their way into the tower. It seemed they had already dealt with the guards at the entrance.
"You lead them down. I'll hold this place," Eldest Brother said. "I saw experts coming down from the roof. Hurry!"
Chen Wu nodded without hesitation, calling Lin Zhengxiong and the pair of joint-attack experts to follow him.
They raced down the stairs toward the underground prison.
As he leapt downward, he pulled out a brush with a green jade shaft and shoved it into his mouth, biting down until it creaked.
By now, Chen Wu had long mastered this Mystic Realm-borrowing secret art. He had even developed it further and could circulate