The deal was done, but the show still had to go on!
Though this grand production had already entered garbage time, its closing act still had to be performed well.
Crash! Wang Yunfeng smashed through the door and flew backward!
Swords rang out as Chen Wu and Shi Dihuai emerged first.
The constables standing guard outside turned pale with shock and raised their guns to fire.
Bang, bang, bang, bang! Gunfire erupted in a ragged volley, but Chen Wu and Shi Dihuai worked together, deflecting every stray bullet.
Two Red Lantern Society experts followed close behind, supporting Gu Shuiru between them. Lin Zhengxiong came out last with Lei Puhua in his grasp, keeping him at his side as a shield.
At the sight, the constables no longer dared fire at will. They exchanged helpless looks.
Wang Yunfeng's face was as pale as gold paper, a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth. "Careful! They have more than one Mystic Realm expert!"
By now, the constables could hardly fail to understand: their two great experts had gone inside only to suffer a crushing defeat, one wounded and the other captured.
They were badly frightened and, for a moment, had no idea what to do.
"Form up!" A voice rang out. One constable refused to accept defeat and wanted to deploy the Nine Luminaries Patrol-Heavens Formation to fight back.
Bang! Chen Wu showed no mercy. He raised his hand and fired. The bird that stuck its head out got shot, and the constable all too eager to get ahead went down.
Several constables who had been about to leap into position hesitated, watching helplessly as Chen Wu's party rushed toward the exit of the Heavenly Prison.
The moonlight was bright. In the tower through which Chen Wu and the others