Bang, bang, bang...
A barrage of gunfire erupted, bullets weaving into an impenetrable net that covered Bai Ye.
Bai Ye stood at the boundary between shadow and moonlight. The hem of his black-and-gold trench coat fluttered in the night wind, its golden patterns illuminated by the muzzle flashes trailing the bullets.
A crimson glow emerged, shielding his entire body like armor and blocking every bullet.
Then, his hand slowly emerged from his pocket...
His index and middle fingers held a dark brown cigar, which he unhurriedly brought to his lips.
Click!
The metal lighter snapped, and an orange flame leaped up.
The firelight illuminated that incomparably handsome face, along with the unrestrained arrogance that did not match it at all.
"Phew..."
Smoke drifted through the air.
But in the eyes of the Night Watchers, countless tiny black particles surged from the Mutant's body, as though it was about to transform into something even more savage and terrifying.
Was Mr. Bai smoking!?
Lu Chen, hiding nearby, nearly popped his eyes out. Though he could not see the full scene, he could roughly imagine it.
Amidst a hail of bullets, he calmly lit a cigar. The smoke was shredded by the bullets, yet that figure remained utterly unmoved.
Was this the power of Blood Qi Martial Arts...?
Lu Chen suddenly felt that his awakened Transcendent ability was no longer impressive at all. Other than seeing souls and forming mental links, what use was it?
Compared to Blood Qi Martial Arts, Transcendents were simply trash.
A seed of learning Blood Qi Martial Arts quietly took root in his heart.
"What the hell is this monster!?"
"Use the bombs! Use the bombs!"
The Night Watchers shouted frantically.
Bai Ye exhaled the last of his smoke, a look of lingering enjoyment on his face. Having