Xu Zhengyang gave an order, and Gong Xinhao, who was injured and being controlled by Wang Yonggan, followed Xu Zhengyang into the elevator. Guo Li quickly rushed downstairs, subdued one of the guards on the first floor, and started fighting with the other guy. The other gang members had already entered the elevator and were heading to the sixth floor.
After successfully descending the stairs, Xu Zhengyang took out his phone to call Li Changwu while hailing a taxi and getting in with Gong Xinhao.
Wang Yonggan then jumped off Gong Xinhao, took control of the terrified taxi driver, and sped away from the scene.
Gong Xinhao, who regained his senses for less than a second, was once again subdued by Guo Li.
The taxi drove through the darkness and heavy rain, not going very fast for safety reasons. This allowed Wang Yonggan to keep his attention on the road while also asking, "Sir, where are we going now? I'm not familiar with the roads in Minggang!"
"Return to the Longgang Hotel along the same route. Gong Xinhao and I will get out halfway there, and you will be responsible for driving the car to the Longgang Hotel," Xu Zhengyang instructed.
"Yes," Wang Yonggan agreed.
The taxi stopped after passing two traffic lights. Xu Zhengyang and Gong Xinhao got out of the car and walked quickly into an alley.
Wang Yonggan drove his car back into the rain.
...
At the same time, Gong Jia received the news and, anxious and disregarding everything else, immediately notified Wan Xianzhuo.
Wan Xianzhuo obviously did not expect that Gong Xinhao would be taken away by Xu Zhengyang so quickly. Xu Zhengyang was definitely not among the people who went to the Victoria Hotel!
The Minggang police responded extremely quickly. Upon receiving the report, they promptly activated emergency measures, transmitting data from surveillance cameras at various intersections to the police station. Just as the police were rapidly dispatched to the Mei Ya Apartments, Wan Xianzhuo also called the Minggang police station, personally pressuring the station's chief while simultaneously contacting Wan Yun in Beijing, instructing him to make further arrangements.
Before Wang Yonggan's taxi even reached the Longgang Hotel, it was stopped by police at an intersection. Surrounding the police were three or four men with grim faces; they were Gong Jia's henchmen.
However, when they saw the driver looking terrified and bewildered, and that the car was empty, they became so enraged that they beat the poor driver severely, even though the police were right next to them!
Under the torrential rain, Wang Yong, who had originally planned to leave immediately to protect the adults, was so angry that he turned back, took control of one of the guys, drew his knife and slashed his own man twice. Then a chaotic fight broke out in front of the police.
After causing a mess, Wang Yonggan immediately flew away.
Anyway, the adults have said that you can't treat police officers and ordinary people like this, but you can mess with members of organized crime however you want, because none of them are good people anyway.
Deaths and injuries don't matter, they deserved it!
Xu Zhengyang and Gong Xinhao were soaked to the bone, standing indifferently at the entrance of a narrow alley. Above them was the eaves of a restaurant, but it couldn't completely shield them from the torrential rain.
Looking at the four-story red building across the street called "Ms. Galan's Club," Xu Zhengyang frowned. Li Changwu's men were really slow to arrive.
Soon, a silver-gray Honda SUV emerged from the rain, moving very slowly, and the people inside seemed to be slowly searching for someone.
Finally, the SUV pulled up beside Xu Zhengyang and the door opened.
Xu Zhengyang and Gong Xinhao walked out from under the eaves, ready to get into the car.
Suddenly, Xu Zhengyang pushed off with the toes of his right foot as he stepped out, causing his body to abruptly retreat, while simultaneously pulling Gong Xinhao back with his hand.
puff!
A muffled thud!
Gong Xinhao's body suddenly shifted backward, and his uncontrollably raised right leg abruptly broke off above the knee, with blood spurting out instantly.
"Take good care of him!"
Xu Zhengyang roared and suddenly sprinted more than five meters in the direction from which the bullets came, so fast that no one could see his figure.
After shooting more than five meters away, what was astonishing was...
Xu Zhengyang, he took flight!
Volume Six, Chapter 295, Birdman
In the darkness, the neon lights and streetlights on the street flickered, adding a lot of light to the rain curtain woven by the torrential rain, revealing a strange and heavy beauty.
The sound of the pouring rain drowned out the exclamations of the people in the Honda SUV. The occasional vehicles passing by on the street did not notice anything unusual, nor did they stop to check if anything was amiss. Instead, they continued on their way with an attitude of indifference.
The people in the SUV did not get out of the vehicle immediately as Xu Zhengyang instructed, because they knew very well what kind of weapon the other party used to sever a person's entire thigh with a single shot!
Reality confirmed their judgment. After another bullet, which was closely following Xu Zhengyang's figure, hit the road behind the car, two more bullets struck the corner of the wall.
Fortunately, Gong Xinhao was pulled against the wall by Xu Zhengyang, and the protruding corner of the wall blocked the incoming bullets. Even so, the tiles on the wall and the concrete below were still hit and scattered. The car parked next to it was also hit by the flying debris, making a loud banging sound.
The pitiful Gong Xinhao collapsed in the torrential rain. Fortunately, the ghost messenger Guo Li possessed him; otherwise, his piercing screams would have shattered the heavy rain and thick clouds, reaching the heavens—or rather, he would have already fainted. Blood gushed from his severed leg, the rain drenching the wound…
To the surprise of those inside the car, Gong Xinhao gritted his teeth and endured the pain without screaming. He merely groaned once before struggling to crawl to the front of the car to stand up and get inside.
Guo Li knew that if Gong Xinhao wasn't rushed to the hospital, he would bleed to death.
The people inside the car quickly reached out to help, pulling Gong Xinhao into the car and urging the driver to drive off. The driver anxiously asked, "What about Xu Zhengyang?"
Everyone hurriedly looked outside, but Xu Zhengyang was nowhere to be seen.
Remembering Xu Zhengyang's earlier outburst, the group urged, "Get Gong Xinhao to the hospital first!"
"Ah—!" Gong Xinhao's scream was only half-finished before he fainted.
The off-road vehicle sped through the rain and headed into the distance.
Guo Li, who leaped out from the roof of the SUV, chased after the bullets in the direction they had come from, anxiously contacting Wang Yonggan: "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, the lord is missing... Gong Xinhao is seriously injured!"
Guo Li did not have the right to contact Xu Zhengyang directly, so he could only quickly notify Wang Yonggan.
"What?" Wang Yonggan was startled, then angrily asked, "Is the lord injured?"
"No!"
"Alright, I'll contact the lord!" Wang Yonggan quickly replied, and with a thought, he used the ghost messenger token to instantly arrive at the City God's Mansion, calling out respectfully and with great concern, "Lord, lord! Are you alright?"
"It's nothing!" Xu Zhengyang replied quickly, and then summoned Wang Yonggan.
At this moment, Xu Zhengyang was in mid-air and had not yet fully mastered the skills of flying. He accidentally flew to such a high place. Good heavens, the rooftop of a building dozens of stories high was right below him.
He had originally relied on his divine senses to pinpoint the exact direction and distance of the bullet, intending to rush to the assassin's hiding place and kill him. However, he never anticipated that his furious dash would cause him to take flight.
To be honest, he had only known about becoming the State God for a short time, and he had many things on his mind at the time, so he didn't have time to communicate with the City Scroll much or ask about the State God's various supernatural powers and abilities. Besides, he was angry at the time because this promotion came at a really bad time, which delayed his important matters and caused a lot of inconvenience, so he had no intention of asking.
Who would have thought that after becoming the God of the Prefecture, his physical body would be able to fly...
He was now about 300 meters above a tall building, meaning he had flown more than 300 meters.
Hearing Wang Yonggan's voice echo in his mind, Xu Zhengyang was startled and snapped out of his shock. He quickly responded, summoned Wang Yonggan, adjusted his body which was still swaying back and forth in mid-air, and then suddenly leaned down towards a residential building of about seven or eight stories next to the tall building.
If I wasn't mistaken, the killer should be at the second-floor window of this building.
So, although Xu Zhengyang didn't usually use his X-ray vision much, this ability, which he had since he was a local deity, was still very useful in critical moments.
As a result, when Lord Xu Zhengyang swooped down and landed on the rooftop, he still had not been able to master the skills of flying and landing. Due to the excessive speed, he exerted too much force when descending at an angle. Realizing that his rapid descent might penetrate the entire building, he hurriedly reduced his force and slid down at an angle.
*Swoosh...*
Water splashed everywhere, and debris from the concrete surface above the building flew wildly.
They actually managed to carve two trenches, each more than half a foot wide, six or seven centimeters deep, and more than ten meters long, into the concrete surface above the roof.
A strange smell, the kind that only comes from burning leather, lingered in the rain, only to be washed away in an instant.
Of course, Xu Zhengyang couldn't smell it anymore, because even with his eyes wide open and his strength barely holding back, he couldn't stop his rapidly sliding body. With a bang, he smashed a large gap in the protective wall above and fell down the building along with the hard concrete block!
"Damn it!" Xu Zhengyang cursed in shock. He grabbed a balcony railing with his right hand and swung his left hand to smash a huge concrete block above his head. He wiped the rain and sweat from his forehead and felt a chill on his feet. Looking down, he realized that his leather shoes and socks were ruined from the intense friction.
Without thinking twice, Xu Zhengyang exerted force, his whole body flying into the air, flipping over and landing steadily on the roof.
I was thinking of running quickly to the low-ceilinged house above the stairwell, but out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of someone running out of a car that had been smashed by concrete blocks. The person was wearing a baseball cap and carrying a long black bag, and quickly rushed into the rain.
Xu Zhengyang immediately stopped running, frowning. Wasn't this the guy who had tried to assassinate him and Gong Xinhao earlier?
Without a second thought, Xu Zhengyang flipped over and jumped directly from the top of the seven or eight-story building.
However, Xu Zhengyang's fearlessness at this moment was not due to his ability to fly. He completely disregarded his ability to fly and dared to act so recklessly because of his powerful physique and extraordinary reaction ability as a god.
He used one hand to grab the air conditioner that was placed over the wall, slowing down his descent. Then he let go, slid down again, grabbed the guardrail, and fell again. He did this three times. When he was seven or eight meters above the ground, Xu Zhengyang jumped straight down without using any external force.
With a muffled thud, water splashed everywhere!
Xu Zhengyang ran barefoot into the alley the man had just run into. Poor guy, how did he end up with someone with such abnormal physical abilities? And someone who, when his temper flares up, doesn't care about anything else, only about killing to vent his anger.
Hmm, there's still a dazed ghost messenger named Wang Yonggan high in the sky. Former City God, you can't be so biased... How come the current City God has learned to fly? He has a physical body.
It wasn't until Xu Zhengyang rushed into the relatively narrow street that Wang Yonggan came to his senses and quickly pounced down to join him.
The street, which is seven or eight meters wide, is lined with many cars parked on both sides, making the lane in the middle seem a bit narrow. Passing vehicles have to slow down, for fear of accidentally causing a scratch.
Fortunately, due to the weather, there weren't many vehicles on this street.
The assassin ran at top speed, terrified by what he had just witnessed. As a skilled assassin, his mind and spirit had been hardened to the point of being cold-blooded. So, after his second bullet aimed at Xu Zhengyang missed, he didn't hesitate to fire two more shots at the wounded and fallen Gong Xinhao.
Unfortunately, it missed.
After firing the last two bullets, the assassin suddenly remembered Xu Zhengyang's astonishing speed in that instant, and how he had risen from the ground and disappeared into the rapidly moving scope. A chill ran down his spine, and almost instinctively, he raised his gun and looked above the angle from which Xu Zhengyang had vanished. After rapidly moving about a hundred degrees in the direction he sensed, he was shocked to discover what appeared to be a figure flying in the dark, rainy sky.
Then, the figure stopped in mid-air.
The killer is confirmed. Although it's hard to see clearly due to the weather and lighting, it's definitely a person!
"Holy crap!" The assassin was shocked and trembled with fear. It was unbelievable. Could this flying person be Xu Zhengyang, the one he had tried to assassinate but failed?
As a skilled assassin, his mind was indeed remarkably calm. This unbelievable reality didn't completely overwhelm him; instead, he made a decision in the shortest amount of time: run! With something so bizarre and surreal happening, any assassin who still thought about continuing to shoot winged bird-men to prove their prowess would be utterly foolish…
However, although he wasn't an idiot and didn't intend to be a big shot and shoot down the legendary birdman, he keenly sensed that someone was chasing him from behind and that danger was rapidly approaching.
So the assassin pulled out his handgun and fired a shot based on instinct!
Bang!
As the gunshot rang out, the assassin felt his wrist being grabbed, so he quickly swung the package containing the sniper rifle on his back.
Thump!
Click...
The skilled assassin stared blankly at the young face so close to his face. He hadn't felt any pain yet, but he already knew he was finished!
Volume Six, Chapter 296: Flying is Not Easy
The deep night and heavy rain concealed too many things that could not be shown to others, but also provided many people with convenience and freedom of action.
As Xu Zhengyang dragged the unconscious assassin into a narrow alley in the pouring rain, three police cars with sirens blaring and flashing lights sped up. With a screeching sound of brakes, the three police cars blocked the alley entrance, and fully armed police officers got out of the cars, rushed into the rain, and chased after them, raising their guns and shouting warnings.
Xu Zhengyang frowned slightly, stopped his bare feet which were bleeding profusely, pondered for a moment, and then made a decision.
Dragging the assassin, Xu Zhengyang suddenly darted into a somewhat dilapidated residential building nearby. Gunshots rang out behind him, the rapid thud of his military boots mingling with the dense rain, echoing through the narrow alley.
Beside a police car at the alley entrance, an officer stood in the pouring rain, loudly reporting the situation to his superiors via walkie-talkie.
Xu Zhengyang, dragging someone along, was completely unaffected, climbing almost every two steps to a platform on the stairs—meaning four steps to a floor. Upon reaching the sixth floor, Xu Zhengyang paused to catch his breath. Looking at the iron gate, tightly locked with a large padlock, he stepped forward, extended his left hand, and gripped the thick steel bolt with his index and middle fingers. With a sudden, forceful pull, *crack*, *creak*…