Chapter 505 - Blocking bullet

Chapter 505: Blocking bullet

Director of the Bureau, Tian Zhenxing, and every person there shivered uncontrollably as they stared at Xiao Luo in horror—he looked terrifying and was nothing like his usual self. All they saw now was a monster in front of them, and it looked like Xiao Luo was possessed by a demon. The chilling aura he was emanating was enough to make a person's soul freeze to death.

Luo Shuang was deeply in love with Qiu Yuanjie, and when she saw him getting stomped on the ground by Xiao Luo like that, her immediate reaction to yell at him, "Xiao Luo, what the hell are you doing? Let go of our group leader!"

Xiao Luo looked up and glanced at her coldly. He calmed himself and quelled his urge to kill Qiu Yuanjie outright. Gradually, his eyes returned to normal, but they still looked menacing and cold.

He pulled out the samurai sword from Qiu Yuanjie's shoulder slowly, and it caused more blood to spurt out, as the man screamed in excruciating pain. He then pointed at Qiu Yuanjie's forehead with the blood-stained tip of the samurai sword and said, "Qiu Yuanjie is the Fog!"

No emotions could be detected in his words for Guan Tong's death had traumatized him immensely. As far as he was concerned, nobody could save Qiu Yuanjie from his wrath today.

What?

Qiu Yuanjie is the Fog? This is a bad joke, right?

Not a single soul believed Xiao Luo's words, as Qiu Yuanjie was the group leader of their anti-MLM team. He was the main person in charge of Xiahai city's anti-MLM operations to a considerable extent, so the probability of him being the Fog was as good as zero.

Tian Zhenxing laughed mockingly and said, "Mr. Xiao, could there be a misunderstanding between you and Qiu Yuanjie? How could he be the Fog? I have witnessed his progress from just a nobody to what he has achieved today, every step of the way. On top of that, he leads almost the entire of Xiahai's anti-MLM operations and has captured countless MLM operators. He even destroyed a few of their dens, so how could he be the Fog?"

Qiu Yuanjie felt that his life was on the line and broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that the people around him now would be his most effective shield, and he needed to get their trust. With their support, he believed that Xiao Luo would not be able to do him harm.

"Mr. Xiao, I understand completely about your eagerness to arrest the Fog, but it does not make sense for you to frame me without any proof. That is very unfair to me." Qiu Yuanjie fought the searing pain from his wound and quickly took advantage of his fellow officers' doubts.

Luo Shuang was exasperated and finally lost her composure. She once again shouted at Xiao Luo, "You jerk, take your dirty foot off my group leader now! Have you gone nuts? How could you accuse him of being the Fog? The Fog's true identity had been confirmed and he was none other than our ex-informant, Guan Tong. He had already transferred the money out and there is video evidence. I am highly suspicious of your motive now for all that nonsense you have said! Are you with the Fog?!"

"Humph…"

Xiao Luo sneered in disdain and remained silent. Then he suddenly brought the samurai sword in his hand down toward Qiu Yuanjie's left arm like a lightning strike, piercing right through it like a nail into the ground.

Qiu Yuanjie screamed in agony as blood spurted out from the wound ceaselessly.

Instantly, every undercover police and special forces member pointed their weapons at Xiao Luo with their fingers on the trigger. The situation became very tense, and it felt like they only needed the smallest excuse to start firing and turn this into a messy battle royale.

"All of you stay put!"

Tian Zhenxing roared while waving his hand as he still had high regard for the NSA. Since Xiao Luo belonged to that organization, he could never be with the Fog, and his words were credible enough for him. They could not afford to act recklessly, considering the aftermath of hurting Xiao Luo to rescue Qiu Yuanjie. That would be the worst scenario, and there was a likelihood that nobody could be saved.

He stared at Xiao Luo thoughtfully and asked, "Mr. Xiao, do you have any proof that Yuanjie is the Fog?"

"All he has is bullsh*t! Since you have the courage to hurt our group leader, then you should have the courage to face death. Die!"

Luo Shuang could no longer contain her anger and had totally lost her composure. Seeing the man she admired for a long time being stomped to the ground and pierced with a sword right in her face, she did hesitate and shot at Xiao Luo angrily.

BANG!

The gunshot was deafening, and with a muzzle flash, the bullet flew at the speed of sound toward Xiao Luo.

Tian Zhenxing was shocked, and unconsciously shouted, "Beware!"

Xiao Luo pulled out the samurai sword at the same time Luo Shuang fired her shot. Nobody could catch his movement, but they only managed to see that he lifted the sword in front of his face in defense.

CLANG!

Sparks flew off the samurai sword as the bullet crashed into its blade and ricocheted off, hitting on the mountain wall next to xiao Luo and left a thumb-sized hole in it.

Huh? What…?

He… h-he actually blocked a bullet with a sword?

Oh my gosh, how could this be possible?

Everyone there was utterly shocked, and they stared at Xiao Luo as if he was some sort of monster. That was simply unbelievable, and no one could fathom how such an incident could happen. They had seen it in sci-fi or fantasy movies, but definitely not before their very eyes. How could it have happened? Every single one of them found it hard to even swallow their saliva.

Tian Zhenxing was no different even though he had known long before that the people in NSA were monsters—but still, this was too much for him. How could a man so casually deflect a bullet with a sword?

Luo Shuang was equally stunned, but it did not take too long for her to react. She clenched her teeth and was going to fire the second shot.

However, Xiao Luo would not let her have her way so readily. He vanished like a specter and dashed at her like a gust o wind, leaving only a shadow behind him. Luo Shuang could not even react in time before her gun was snatched away. Xiao Luo then elbowed her face heavily.

BAM!

She vomited a mouthful of blood and flew back like a broken kite, landing on the ground a few meters away as she vigorously coughing out more blood.

Xiao Luo squeezed his fist tight, and the gun in his hand shattered to pieces, as easily as if he had crushed a piece of paper. This made everyone gasp in awe.

Luo Shuang was suddenly scared out of her wits and widened her eyes to stare at Xiao Luo in fear.

Xiao Luo was not in the mood to deal with her, so he turned around and walked back to Qiu Yuanjie again, who was once again clearly scared silly.

At this moment, nobody dared to utter a word, and they even tried to control their breathing to their best. Their eyes followed Xiao Luo's footsteps, and nothing could be heard in the entire space beside the rustling wind.

"Chief, help… Chief, help me please…"

Qiu Yuanjie was pale as a sheet. He had always been proud of what he had done for the Hua nation, but all he felt today was endless fear. This Xiao Luo from NSA was worse than a demon.

Tian Zhenxing wanted to say something, but Xiao Luo interrupted him coldly.

The words were not for the director, but for Qiu Yuanjie.

"Qiu Yuanije, explain your true identity and everything you had done in our country in detail… Now!"

The voice sounded to Qiu Yuanjie, like the temptation of a siren that had encroached into his consciousness. When he met Xiao Luo's sharp eyes, he went into a trance. His eyes lost their light, and it felt like his thoughts were being pried upon by some other.