It was also a veiled display of force, I suppose.
Because what happened today would definitely get out, and it would certainly make its way back home. In a way, he was also issuing a warning to certain factions back home.
'No matter who you are, don't mess with me.'
On the surface, the neon lights of Las Vegas flickered amidst the smoke and gunpowder. Five attack helicopters hovered nearly a hundred meters in the air. The spot where Li Xiang and his group had been standing had been blasted into a deep crater, but the American officer knew those mysterious figures couldn't be dead.
Suddenly, a figure burst up from the ground. He was clad in a strange but cool set of Armor, wielding a large, gleaming rod with two gold hooks. He rocketed into the sky and obliterated an Apache with a single strike.
It was none other than Li Xiang, wearing the Giant Whale Saint Armor and wielding the White Jade Golden Hook Rod.
Li Xiang was back.
