Crack.

Under the heavy blow, the bones in Mu Qingshuang's back shattered one after another,

his pupils suddenly dilated, and his vision of the sky inexplicably turned dark, as intense pain shot through his entire body.

Li Ang's palm seemed slow but was actually fast as it reached for his head,

the golden eagle spiraling in mid-air let out a shrill cry and swooped down,

suddenly spreading its wings and fanning out a gale of fierce energy.

The energy blade struck Li Ang's left shoulder, penetrating the Mirage Dragon Red Mane Coat, leaving deep blood marks.

But, that was all.

The biological template running at full power rapidly healed the shoulder wound, and Li Ang's suspended right hand silently shot out a green disintegration beam, hitting the golden eagle and corroding its wings, causing it to fall to the ground with a mournful cry.

The surrounding Mobile Detachment members attacked like madmen, but they couldn't even penetrate the Red Mane's defense,

as Li Ang was about to grip Mu Qingshuang's head, two piercing whistles suddenly came from the sky.

Buzz——

Two metal spears fell from high in the air towards Li Ang, fast and unstoppable.

Li Ang slightly turned his body, his massive figure avoiding the piercing path of the metal spears with unimaginable agility.

But the left hand grabbing Mu Qingshuang grew inexplicably light—a shadow rapidly approached in the corner of his vision, snatching Mu Qingshuang away at the last critical moment.

And the two metal spears, after completing their obstructing mission, flew back into the Mobile Detachment's formation.

Reinforcements.

Li Ang's mind was as calm as an ancient well, as he slowly straightened his body and looked at the two people who suddenly appeared.

One was a short-haired young man, wearing a neatly pressed black suit of the Special Affairs Bureau, with square glasses, expressionless, and behind him floated two luxurious and beautiful golden Knight's Long Spears—

The spears were five meters long, with conical blades, sharp at the top and thin at the bottom, with outward-expanding guards at the base, and the entire spear body was covered with dazzling patterns and jeweled decorations.

The other was a young boy with curly brown hair, wearing a wolf-head T-shirt, casually tied a standardized suit of the Special Affairs Bureau around his waist, and both hands were encased in arm guards—from the style, they were the Bi'an Armor that the Special Affairs Bureau prepared to promote on a large scale,

which could release a variety of special powers by inserting cards of different attributes.

Zhongli Mieming,

and,

Wang Buliuxing.

Li Ang spread his hand expressionlessly. He had encountered these two in the battle for the gate of the Lost World,

the former once ranked ninth in the personal combat power ranking, and the latter was twenty-sixth.

"Captain Mu,"

Zhongli Mieming, who controlled the floating Knight's Long Spears, looked at Li Ang ahead, turned his head without looking back, and asked Mu Qingshuang, who had just been rescued, "Are you okay?"

"Still alive for now."

Mu Qingshuang gritted his teeth and stood up, retrieved a bottle of magic potion from the void, and managed to heal his injuries.

"We just received the news and rushed back from the front line."

Wang Buliuxing, a young boy who looked about the same age as Li Ang, smacked his lips with a slightly careless attitude, "Captain Mu, is your Yin City Branch up to the task? Didn't you say that Li Rising and us have a great relationship? Almost to the point of introducing partners and assigning work houses and cars.

Why did they suddenly turn from friends to foes?"

"How would I know."

Mu Qingshuang replied irritably. He had previously served as their superior at a Sichuan base, and they had a good personal relationship, so there was no barrier between them due to differences in rank or strength.

Mu Qingshuang adjusted his breathing, put the empty magic potion bottle into his backpack, and asked in a deep voice, "Just you two?"

"Otherwise?"

Wang Buliuxing curled his lips and said, "This isn't a performance of 'Journey to the West' where you knock down the small ones and the old ones come, and then even older ones pop up.

The front line is tight, sending two people is already not bad.

Besides..."

He looked at Li Ang, his previously flippant expression gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn look, "Facing an opponent of this level, no matter how many ordinary people come, they're just fodder.

Instead, they'd restrict our moves."

"..."

Mu Qingshuang remained silent, not in the mood to pay attention to the odd tone in Wang Buliuxing's words.

"Someone's coming."

Zhongli Mieming frowned slightly, turned his head to the side, only to see dozens of figures approaching from the shadows of high-rise buildings,

it was a delegation from other forces' bases established in Yin City.

"Francis Rodney."

Zhongli Mieming called out the name of the white middle-aged man who belonged to the European Heavy Industry Group, indifferently asking, "What are you doing here?"

"Of course, defending a citizen's personal property."

Francis, the representative from the European Heavy Industry Group, pointed to a certain high-rise not far away, rubbing his palms with a grin, "That shouldn't be against the rules, right, officer."

"Hmph."

Zhongli Mieming snorted coldly, saying no more.

Due to the global obligation to jointly fight disasters,

official extraordinary organizations from various regions would establish diplomatically-natured bases in other regions,

to exchange information, organize cultural exchanges, conduct negotiations and meetings, and even send personnel to learn from each other, etc.

For ease of management, and to facilitate monitoring,

Yin City's Special Affairs Bureau placed the base buildings of external organizations under the Federal Bureau of Investigation's Supernatural Accident Place, all close to Yin City's headquarters.

They usually limit their movements and don't let them run around, but at this time they found an opportunity to jump out.

"This must be the famous Mr. Li Rising?"

Francis turned his gaze to the devil-like silent Li Ang, whose body was no longer restricted, with a flash of amazed admiration deep in his eyes.

He hid his gaze well, chuckling as he said, "I've long admired your fame, seeing is believing.

Mr. Li Rising, our European Heavy Industry Group greatly appreciates young talents like you,

especially after you made indelible contributions to the Earth's forces in the Killing Field game.

If the Special Affairs Bureau mistreats you, or repays kindness with enmity, causing you to suffer unjust treatment, we will strongly condemn this internationally.

The doors of the European Heavy Industry Group are always open to you."

"So do we."

A white man with a hooked nose, wearing a Federal Bureau of Investigation emblem on his chest, spoke kindly, "We at the Federal Bureau of Investigation are very concerned about human rights, especially the rights of the transcendent.

Mr. Li, we just learned that your current conflict with the Special Affairs Bureau stems from criminal records committed before you became a player.

The Special Affairs Bureau, for the sake of a few insignificant, worthless criminals, repays kindness with enmity and brutally persecutes you,

such behavior is unacceptable,

if you are willing, we can step in to mediate and help you leave this troubled place."