Swaggeringly.
Zhang Beixing just left right in front of them, giving them no chance to make contact at all.
Though Zhang Beixing can't fly yet.
He stood alone on the drone, which was black and hidden in the night. If it weren't for the occasional flashing red light, it would be hard to notice the drone's presence.
Zhang Beixing stood in the air like a celestial being descending to the mortal world, ethereal and otherworldly.
"President! Are you alright?"
A group of subordinates panicked, watching as their leader was knocked unconscious by God-knows-what thrown by Zhang Beixing.
Whether they were trying to show off or genuinely concerned, they all crowded around their leader, expressing their care.
After seeing what hit their leader, they fell silent.
No one could figure out what kind of bird Zhang Beixing had caught. It looked like a sparrow but wasn't quite, hard to say exactly.
The bird was already dead.
The leader was unconscious.
