Boom!
Xun Zian punched into the cement road, barely stopping his retreat.
His arms trembled slightly, bones bent and deformed, skin turned blood-red from the massive rupture of capillaries, fine blood beads slid down his arms and dripped between his fingers.
"Captain!"
An anxious call came from the side, Chu Yin took a step forward and threw three syringes from her palm, which flew and stabbed into Xun Zian's back.
The syringes automatically compressed and injected a light red liquid into Xun Zian's body, gradually healing the injuries on his arms.
Li Ang, riding on the back of the Fearful Warhorse, did not continue his pursuit. He twisted his wrist, producing the sound of bones resetting with a crack.
Swish—
The sound of breaking air came from behind, Ash, also part of the Mobile Detachment Five, passed through the barrier, silently appearing behind Li Ang.
He held a simple short sword in his hand,
