"That's because you haven't seen my teammates in action," Xu Xiangwen said, lifting his head proudly with a laugh.
"Dance of the Dark Butterfly!"
Wang Lan's body instantly dissipated, transforming into butterflies fluttering in the air. Beneath the dappled sunlight, the butterflies seemed to dance in a fantastical elfin forest. In an instant, a butterfly appeared beside each of the dozens of armed assailants.
With a SWISH, all their heads soared into the sky.
If it took Xu Xiangwen a minute to eliminate this group of ambushers, Wang Lan did it in just a second, or perhaps even less. Gunfire erupted, then abruptly ceased. That was all.
"My God, it's no wonder they are the S-level independent squad of the International Security Council. That's incredible."
"This was probably just a probing attack by the drug traffickers," Wang Lan said as he returned to the team, addressing Haqi.
