Chapter 477 Justifiable Defense

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Chapter 477 Justifiable Defense

call out!

The brief beam completed the shooting, and the black gun seemed to have completed its mission.

But the woman wearing a black trench coat outside the door widened her eyes the next second.

Her target, a meritorious general from the Luofeng Empire, a man who had been hiding in the Luofeng Empire's fleet and "didn't dare" to be active in other areas, unexpectedly had an elliptical light appear behind him!

Triggered light shield!

The other party has already been prepared!

Several options flashed through the woman's mind very quickly, and she subconsciously chose the 'best' solution.

Charge forward!

The laser pistol, which was only ten centimeters long, was retracted into the cuff of her right hand, and an alloy dagger that could easily cut a human thigh bone popped out from under her left sleeve.

Faced with this type of passively triggered light shield, high-beam energy weapons are helpless, but alloy cold weapons can exert better effects.

The dagger pierced Yang Ming's neck with a cold light.

Various counterattack rehearsals appeared in the woman's mind. As long as the target made any movement, she could respond in time to ensure that the dagger in her hand could pierce the back of the opponent's head.

Time seemed to be moving slowly, and the woman's right hand was already pressing forward.

The distance between his right hand and Yang Ming’s back was only half a meter, thirty centimeters, ten centimeters!

A second ago, the woman's conscious body was still convinced that even a biochemically modified warrior with a slightly modified body would not be able to escape her attack at this moment;

But the next second...

boom!

Yang Ming thrust his left foot back, causing the woman's body to fly back and hit the door frame hard.

"Boss," Lu's voice sounded in Yang Ming's left ear, "You have used strength comparable to that of an ordinary super-modifier. You should pay more attention to the display of fighting skills. General Yang Ming has never experienced body modification surgery."

"Yeah?"

Yang Ming raised his hand and rubbed his nose, then turned to look at the woman who had completely passed out, with blood pouring from the corners of her mouth.

Outside the door, the woman's companion had noticed the situation, and the two men were talking to each other's collars.

In front of these two men and several bar patrons, Yang Ming calmly kicked the woman's body to the ground and slowly squatted down.

The two men outside immediately grabbed the miniature laser gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

A light blue halo appeared on Yang Ming's chest, and the trigger light shield on the front lit up, eliminating the two beams of light.

Then, he clenched his fist, aimed it at the woman's forehead, looked up at the faces of the two people outside, and punched her.

Boom!

There were tiny dents on the woman's head, and the skin was bruised and black.

"asshole!"

Two male agents outside the door swore obscenities and rushed toward Yang Ming fiercely.

Screams had begun to appear all around, but this was the corner corridor of the bar, and the music in the bar lobby was raging, so the commotion did not spread.

Two muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the bodies of the two agents who had just pounced flew backwards several meters.

Yang Ming wiped the blood on his right hand, moved the ankle he had just kicked, and walked calmly in front of the two men.

"Is this what your CIA is capable of?"

"Ah, do you still remember? I have too many old disputes with the CIA."

"If you don't kill me today, I will kill you."

There was a man with fierce eyes, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "You are provoking...you are looking for death!"

"Am I looking for death? It was you who wanted to kill me first."

Yang Ming explained patiently, and seemingly casually kicked the person who was speaking, but the kick happened to be on the other person's neck.

There was a crisp sound of bone cracking, and Yang Ming stepped on the other person's chest and walked towards the bar hall.

Four or five figures suddenly appeared in front of them, two waiters who had almost finished changing their clothes, and three men and women wearing similar styles of windbreakers. They took up laser pistols and fired at the same time.

The trigger light shield in front of Yang Ming opened again.

"Personal fit!"

Each of the five people had an alloy dagger in their hands, and the sneer on Yang Ming's lips was very strong.

Is this the assassination agent of the CIA?

They're just ordinary people.

Yang Ming also began to accelerate forward. After a few vigorous steps, he was already running at a galloping speed. Just before he crashed into the crowd, his body suddenly stood up, showing his strong core strength. He kicked the two people in front of him with both feet at the same time.

, then the body flips and sweeps.

More than ten seconds later.

Boss Yang walked calmly through the corridor, raised his hand to loosen his collar, and entered the dance floor in front.

"Law, guide the professor to go first."

"The professor has been invited to the private room in advance. Don't worry, there will be a robot maid guarding him."

Yang Ming nodded and glanced ahead.

A maid robot passed by and handed Yang Ming sunglasses.

Yang Ming put on his sunglasses and glanced around. Several agents in the crowd had been marked out. A perspective view behind the wall also appeared in his field of vision. He could see more than thirty agents guarding various passages.

Yang Ming walked straight to the person closest to him.

The other party obviously noticed Yang Ming and got the information that Yang Ming had solved their two teams. With a bit of panic in his eyes, he kept stepping back and calling to his collar.

"He's got me!"

"We're exposed! Command Center!"

"Damn it! I'm going to shoot!"

As if they had received the order, three agents from different directions grabbed their standard mini laser guns and continuously pulled the triggers on Yang Ming.

The light shield around Yang Ming was lit up again.

Burnt holes appeared on the shoulders of two guests. They were stunned for a moment because the nerve endings were burned and they did not feel much pain. However, when the blood seeped out, the two people screamed in panic.

Yang Ming did not speed up, but approached the person he was targeting step by step.

The five triggerable light shields around him have all been lit.

There were screams all around, and the three agents shot wildly at Yang Ming. The man targeted by Yang Ming seemed to be angered by his disapproving expression. He suddenly picked up a wine bottle and pounced on Yang Ming.

Swing to the left and punch forward.

Yang Ming's movements were crisp and neat. The wine bottle slid off his shoulder, and his fist had already hit the opponent's abdomen, causing the person's body to curl up.

Knees, elbow strikes.

The agent knelt down and fell down. His body trembled a few times and blood foam came out of his mouth.

The crowd on the dance floor had completely exploded, screaming in all directions. The two young women behind the DJ booth squatted down with their heads in their hands, but the noisy music did not stop.

Yang Ming turned his head slightly and locked onto another agent.

From his sunglasses, he could see that the agents on the periphery were quickly approaching the main ballroom.

He was like a combat robot, exuding a not too strong sense of oppression, walking towards the next target leisurely.

With Lu's help, Yang Ming was not only able to see the location of these agents, he could even hear the constant shouting of their commander who was hiding in a "RV" suspended car outside the bar!

"Consume the energy of his light shield!"

"Fight! Go up and fight! Your dagger can cut his neck! Are your fighting training all funny?"

"Weapon support is needed! We need heavy fire support!"

"Mad! This is the Guel Alliance. They ban guns throughout the territory. Where can I find heavy firepower for you?"

"Bring the special operations team over here! Move quickly!"

"Tell the police it's not time for them to come out and clean up the place yet!"

More and more agents rushed to the main dance floor, and Yang Ming could no longer take his time leisurely.

In order to save the energy of the light shield - so that his body would not be exposed by the laser beam - he began to show off his dexterity and ability to find cover nearby, and began to fight with this group of assassination agents, trying to keep his distance.

The average speed of knocking down a person in ten seconds.

He didn't want to end the fight too quickly.
To be continued...