224 Figh (2/2)

”Wang Lihu, you stay with Captain Wang. Don't spread out!” Xiao Luo yelled. Once isolated, they risked being overwhelmed by numbers.

”Yes.”

Following Xiao Luo's orders, Wang Lihu charged to Wang Yongjia's rescue like a bull on a rampage.

Ye Qiu displayed the hawk's claw boxing style to perfection, carving a way out of the encirclement with his sharp fingers.

Roaring and shouting, Liu Tieguo held a long knife with both of his hands and striking violently left and right, barged toward Wang Yongjia's position.

The six police officers were now facing the black-clads on three fronts. Wang Yongjia, Wang Lihu, Ye Qiu, and Liu Tieguo held one front, while Xiao Luo and Gu Qianxue each held their own. The tactical advantage enjoyed by the elite fighters had diminished.

The sharp sound of a whistle pierced the air, and to Xiao Luo's surprise, the black-clads, some 60 to 70 still standing, retreated immediately. However, about 20 of them, closest to Xiao Luo's party, split themselves up into two groups. They raised their left arms in the direction of the party and drew back the bowstring of the steel crossbows attached to their forearms.

Whoosh~

Twenty small bolts flew out from their crossbows, streaking speedily through the air.

”Watch out. Those are crossbows hidden in the sleeves!”

Wang Lihu's face changed. He never expected the enemy to have concealed weapons. Such weapons had been used since ancient times.

It was a cowardly sneak attack. Xiao Luo and Gu Qianxue easily parried the bolts that came their way.

The others were not that skilled with weapons and were hit in their thighs or shoulders. Fortunately, none were struck in vital areas, but still, the injuries took a toll on their fighting capacities. They would not be able to defend themselves in another wave of attack.

”Despicable and shameless!”

Wang Yongjia cursed loudly. He then looked around anxiously, muttering to himself, ”Why is the backup from the station not here yet?”

The 20 black-clads were loading another bolt into the flight grooves of their weapons and preparing to release another salvo of the deadly darts.

Xiao Luo had to act fast to save his colleagues, and he quickly ran to a sedan parked nearby. Focusing on his inner force, he channeled the energy into his arms and hands. Power surged through to his ten fingers, crushing the car's metal shell and gripping it firmly like a pair of large pliers. With a fierce roar, he lifted the car, took a few steps forward, and threw the one-tonne vehicle toward the crossbowmen.

BOOM!

The car soared in a dramatic arch and crashed to the ground like a meteorite.

The 20 elite killers from the Dragon Gang were just about to let fly their bolts. Even with their masks on, the look of terror and astonishment could be seen in their eyes.

ARRGH~

The car smashed down directly on the hapless men, and eight perished instantaneously. The ground tremored and the explosive force of the impact threw rocks and part of the vehicle in all directions. The sedan was now nothing more than a pile of junk.

”Wahhh…”

They gasped at the incredible feat they had just witnessed. Wang Yongjia, in particular, was in absolute shock and awe. He always saw Wang Lihu and Ye Qiu as the powerful and brawny ones, and Xiao Luo, as a natural leader, skilled in the fighting arts. How that perception has changed… throwing a car as a projectile. Xiao Luo... was a monster!