The fight quickly reached a fever pitch. After missing his first strike, the burly man immediately launched a second palm strike.
The howling wind carried golden light, making the skin all over Zhang Ming's body sting.
Zhang Ming immediately noticed that his opponent seemed to have reservations too, fearing the shock waves would kill Zhao Daxian. Besides, he seemed to want to capture Zhang Ming alive rather than kill him.
So Zhang Ming dodged from side to side during this opening and laughed. "I suggest you give it everything you've got. Don't end up flat on your faces."
At that moment, the sole spectator, Zhao Daxian, was finally picked up by a woman wearing sunglasses and tossed into a nearby flower bed.
Then it became five against one.
"Zhao Daxian" swallowed. A crafty fellow himself, he instinctively wanted to pick up his phone and film. But on second thought, however powerful this supercriminal was, he couldn't possibly beat five experts from the Anomaly Investigation Bureau. Recording a video would only offend people for no reason. In the end, he could only...
"Whatever, I'll film it first!"
Facing five attackers, Zhang Ming now felt a tiny bit of pressure. Aside from the burly leader fighting at close quarters, all four others actually possessed ranged attacks.
One of them, for example, released a long golden whip. Zhang Ming didn't know exactly what it was, but clearly, a physique of two thousand points wouldn't be enough to break free once it caught him.
Another held a piccolo. A gentle blow produced an unimaginably piercing sound that stabbed into his mind like flying needles.
It was a powerful sonic attack capable of attacking the mind and will.
Well, naturally, it had little effect on Zhang Ming. His mental resistance was like a vast ocean;