Chapter 038: Battle

The sudden attack caused some minor chaos among the encircling Flying Dragon Squad.

Many people opened fire on the car with machine guns.

The rat-a-tat-tat sound swept in like a violent storm.

But it was useless.

Because at the moment the car door flew out, Wang Bo saw a shadow clinging to the car door, moving at high speed, following closely behind the flying car door.

And this person was the delicate-featured man inside the car. His reaction was extremely fast, and both his strength and speed had already surpassed ordinary people, even exceeding the limits of the human body.

The Flying Dragon Team's attack didn't hit the opponent at all.

The handsome man followed the speeding car door, like a sharp blade, instantly plunging into the Flying Dragon Team, like a tiger among sheep, and began a crushing assault.

One after another, members of the Flying Dragon Team were sent flying by the opponent.

Wang Bo felt that the whole process was like the CG of Dynasty Warriors, no different from a general charging into a group of enemy soldiers.

The handsome young man moved not only fast but also terrifyingly, and more importantly, his combat experience was extremely rich. Bursting into the crowd, he pressed close to the people, forcing the Flying Dragon Team to hesitate, afraid to fire for fear of harming their own comrades.

But if they didn't open fire, relying solely on close combat, no one was a match for the handsome man.

Wang Bo witnessed the entire process; it was essentially no different from mowing down grass.

In just a few seconds, the handsome man had taken out more than half of the roughly twenty or so fully armed combatants. Every time someone approached him, they were sent flying.

Whether it was a fist, a long leg, or perhaps just a close-quarters lean, the force unleashed was enough to send a grown man flying sideways.

Every person sent flying had either a collapsed chest or broken bones; basically none of them were intact.

The commander's heart bled at the sight, his eyes splitting with rage as he roared, "Snipers, snipers! Open fire now, open fire now!"

The three snipers hidden in the shadows all got a toothache; the enemy moved like a ghost and was hiding among the crowd, so there was simply no way to take aim.

Bang!

At that moment, Sniper No. 1, relying on instincts honed over many years, fired decisively. The instant the bullet left the chamber, it tore through the air, carving a vacuum trajectory, and within less than a second, it raced hundreds of meters, appearing before the handsome man in a flash.

However, the delicate-featured man was already on guard; he turned around to dodge the speeding bullet, exposing a certain Flying Dragon team member behind him.

The speeding bullet pierced the thigh of a Flying Dragon team member, sending a splash of blood flying.

For a moment, the sniper's body stiffened involuntarily.

All the snipers were afraid to shoot for fear of hitting the wrong target.

Wang Bo saw this and couldn't help but ponder: could there be such a terrifying person in the Shuanglong Society?

One must understand that these were the Flying Dragon Squad—a special forces unit with top-tier combat experience and physical fitness—yet they were being toyed with by the handsome man.

In the blink of an eye, one squad was taken out.

This man, could he be a time-traveler? But Wang Bo didn't recognize him. Of course, the world is vast, and Wang Bo couldn't possibly know every time-traveler.

But what if he was a native of this world?

Wang Bo couldn't help but scratch his hair. He hadn't finished watching Twin Dragons and wasn't quite sure what story it told, so he also wasn't sure whether there were supernatural forces in it.

It might be there, or it might not be.

While Wang Bo was lost in thought, the handsome man had already cleared out a large number of Flying Dragon Squad members. The remaining members retreated one after another, and the encirclement was instantly torn open.

The handsome man darted, slipping through the broken encirclement and into the woods along the roadside by the shallow bay.

His speed was astonishingly fast; even the sniper had no way to aim and could only watch helplessly as he entered the woods and disappeared from sight.

The commander saw this and, having no time to be angry, quickly brought the walkie-talkie to his mouth and said loudly, "The enemy has fled into the forest. Initiate the second plan."

Wang Bo was quite surprised, thinking that the Flying Dragon Team had failed in their encirclement, not expecting that they still had a Plan B.

He looked into the forest and clearly saw many people buried within it.

It was clear that the Flying Dragon Team had made a meticulous plan to capture this person.

The members lying in ambush in the forest, clad in combat suits, had concealed themselves. Upon seeing someone break in, they opened fire without hesitation.

The rat-a-tat-tat sound echoed throughout Repulse Bay.

For a moment, no one knew how many sleeping tycoons had been disturbed.

The handsome young man had not expected an ambush in the forest, but he reacted quickly, instantly crouching down to dodge the speeding bullets.

But just then, two bullets suddenly curved in midair, one striking his shoulder and the other hitting his thigh. This slowed the handsome man's movement, and he took cover behind a large tree, not daring to move easily.

Night had already fallen, and the woods were pitch black, so dark that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Even with the handsome man's eyesight, he could not see anything more than a dozen meters away. He could only become more cautious, pricking up his ears to discern positions by listening to the wind, and moving slowly.

But the members of the Flying Dragon Team, hidden in the woods, were equipped with night-vision goggles and could see the surrounding environment clearly, giving them an overwhelming advantage in the situation.

When they saw a furtive figure moving slowly, they fired without hesitation.

A hail of bullets wildly fired in a certain direction.

Despite his desperate dodging, the handsome man still took several bullets, especially to his right hand, which was nearly blown apart. Blood splattered, and his body was severely affected.

Wang Bo barely needed to look to know that the handsome young man couldn't escape.

Although the opponent's strength was beyond imagination, they were still made of flesh and blood. Having taken so many bullets and suffering severe blood loss, if they could still break through the encirclement, that would be underestimating the Flying Dragon Team too much.

To put it bluntly, as long as one is human, it is impossible to break through the encirclement after suffering such injuries.

Even though the delicate man's physical functions had surpassed the limits of humanity, overall he remained within the human scope—still flesh and blood—and could not yet withstand bullets with his body.

Being defeated was only to be expected.

Before long, the handsome man could no longer hold on; he collapsed to the ground and fell into a coma.

The members of the Flying Dragon Team did not immediately approach. Instead, they moved slowly, drawing near and testing the opponent several times. Only after confirming that he had lost the ability to resist did they apprehend him. After providing simple bandaging, they called for an ambulance and sent him to the hospital.

By now, the entire Repulse Bay had reached a peak of excitement.

The wealthy people, awakened by the gunfire, waited until the shooting stopped before stepping out of their homes to ask what had happened in Repulse Bay.

But Wang Bo, who had watched a grand spectacle, was already lying in bed, snoring deeply.