Zhang Long, from the Special Operations Department, felt very unlucky!
He was clearly at home resting and drinking tea, but suddenly received a call about an emergency deployment!
The result was that the good thing he was halfway through stopped, leaving him in an awkward state, and he had a face that looked like everyone owed him a million dollars all the way there!
"Seriously, what could happen late at night…"
Zhang Long complained, but when he saw the residential building at the scene, he was stunned!
The outer wall of the residential building showed extensive signs of impact, and a strong stench of decay permeated the air. There were even chilling roars coming from inside!
This was actually a Supernatural event!
Zhang Long's dissatisfaction instantly vanished. After all, if not handled properly, he could be in big trouble.
Concerning his own safety, Zhang Long became extremely vigilant. His gaze swept around, and he caught sight of Zhou Yang, wearing an ice mask, standing on the roof!
"Who are you?"
Zhang Long shouted, his Qi flowing within his body, his muscles bulging, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.
Form transformation!
His essence, Qi, and spirit were highly condensed; he was also a Fourth-Rank Martial Artist!
He ran two steps forward, pushed off with his legs, and suddenly leaped up, rushing towards Zhou Yang's direction, ready to catch this sneaky fellow!
But while in the air, he suddenly felt the surroundings darken, as if the moonlight above his head had also disappeared!
He subconsciously looked up and saw a giant ice hand, like swatting a fly, coming down!
Bang, bang, bang!
Zhang Long's Physical Body flew backward, directly smashing onto the roof of a police car, breaking through the metal and sinking into the car's interior!
But he ignored the pain and just kept shouting: "Why would a high-level Supernaturalist appear here?!"
But the only response he got was a beam of light, an orange-yellow beam of light flying from the mysterious person's gun, hitting the second floor of the house, causing a terrifying explosion!
Boom!
Inside the room on the second floor of the house, the completely collapsed Ghoul was pierced through its upper body by the orange-yellow light beam, and its life force was completely extinguished!
And the house, due to severe damage, began to collapse from within, instantly turning into a pile of ruins!
"How… how terrifyingly powerful!"
Zhang Long's mouth hung open as he looked at the scene before him. If such a weapon hit his Physical Body, his proud Physical Body would be easily vaporized!
When he looked back, the mysterious person wearing the ice mask had already disappeared. Everything had returned to peace, as if nothing had happened!
Except for the real ruins in front of him!
Several agents quickly pulled Zhang Long out of the car roof and asked with concern: "Chief, are you alright? What should we do…"
Zhang Long rolled his eyes at their questions. He also wanted to know what to do, but now he could only steel himself and proceed!
After instructing a few people to search the ruins for clues and telling others to comfort the nearby residents, Zhang Long took out a private phone, dialed the number, and respectfully said:
"I'm from Special Operations. I encountered a high-level Supernaturalist, suspected to be…"
Zhang Long hesitated for a moment, then said: "Using ice power, possibly the one described in the superior's orders…"
...
Meanwhile, Zhou Yang, using the high-speed movement of Qiankun Great Shift, quickly returned to his room through the window.
But as he stood on the floor, a sound suddenly came from the bed. The bedsheet shifted, startling Zhou Yang, who even thought his own blanket had come to life!
Whoosh!
The blanket moved, and suddenly a small head popped out. It was his younger sister, Zhou Yun!
Zhou Yun's hair was messy, and her sleepy eyes were half-closed. She stared at Zhou Yang and spoke in a soft, sweet voice:
"Brother, where did you go?"
"I was hungry just now, so I climbed out the window to grab a late-night snack."
Zhou Yang casually made up an excuse, then, while his sister was still groggy, he preemptively asked: "Yunyun, why are you in my room?"
Zhou Yun, who had originally wanted to continue asking questions, suddenly blushed, then mumbled softly:
"I heard shouts outside, it seemed like something happened, so I ran here to protect Brother, but Brother, you weren't here, and then…"
Thinking of this, Zhou Yun quietly raised her head and glanced at Zhou Yang, relieved not to see any displeasure on his face.
Zhou Yang saw his sister's cute appearance and couldn't help but laugh. He sat by the bed, stroked her head, and said gently:
"I'm back now. Your protection was really great, so what reward do you want?"
Hearing her brother's praise, Zhou Yun's lips curled upwards, then she said excitedly: "I want to hear a fairy tale!"
"A fairy tale, sure!"
Zhou Yang nodded. Because Zhou Yun was afraid of the dark, Zhou Yang often told her fairy tales from his previous life to lull her to sleep, which only stopped after they got separate rooms in junior high. He didn't expect this girl to still remember!
So he adjusted his position, keeping Zhou Yun at a distance, while he leaned against the headboard, slowly beginning:
"A long, long time ago, there was a princess named Snow White…"