Long Qingge's face turned grave.
They knew what it was: a Black Hawk attack helicopter, the exclusive transport of the Masked Faces squad!
Cao Longxiang had arrived!
The next second!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Several dark figures dropped from the sky like ghosts!
They smashed straight through the restaurant's glass curtain wall and landed heavily on the floor amid a shower of shattered glass!
There were five of them.
They wore matching black Combat Uniforms and different styles of fearsome metal masks.
Rakshasa's blue-faced, fanged demon.
Phantom's silver smile.
Clown's eerie, deathly pallor.
A cold, bloodthirsty killing intent spread from them.
The temperature in the restaurant seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.
"This is Yan Family property. I'm Yan Qingsi!"
Yan Qingsi had seen her share of trouble. She recovered first, forced down her shock, lifted her chin, and spoke coldly.
"I don't care what your mission is. Leave my property. Now!"
But the hulking man in the blue-faced demon mask, Rakshasa, merely let out a rumbling laugh.
"Miss Yan Family? Sorry."
His voice sounded like two sheets of metal scraping together.
"Our captain said that even the king of heaven himself couldn't stop him from killing today!"
"How dare you!"
Zhao Ling Shuang stepped forward, pulled her Military ID from her pocket, and held it up before them!
"I'm with the Northern Frontier Army, and I'm a member of the Zhao Family!"
"I order you to cease all illegal activity immediately!"
"Otherwise, I'll execute you on the spot for treason!"
Her words carried a soldier's steely authority!
Yet when the Masked Faces squad saw the Military ID that would have made countless others tremble, they only sneered with greater contempt.
"The Zhao Family? Are we supposed to be impressed?"
The curvaceous Phantom swayed her hips and giggled.