The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 892 The Late Fireworks

Li Chang'an actually didn't walk fast, especially when he entered the lobby outside the elevator on the first floor, he even stopped for a moment and drew a few talismans on the spot.

But to those agents, he was like no one in the land.

Now, Li Changan had already stood outside the door of Wen Yuan's house, and looked down at the carpet in the corridor. Although it was cleaned very well, the blood stains left by the parrot on it were very clear in his eyes.

The cage was newly replaced, so as not to startle the snake, with a look of indifference in his eyes, he reached out and pressed the door.

The door was not opened, but the Tai Chi tattoo on his wrist was already flickering.

Sixteen people, one is the leader, two civilian intelligence personnel, and the remaining 13 are all field agents.

Armed with Israeli Mossad and special forces standard equipment, Uzi submachine gun, Beretta 9mm, 0.22 caliber body pistol, and even the American Ingren M10 9mm submachine gun...

This is not the equipment of the city agent, more like the configuration of a war on terror.

Are these guys really relying on weapons?

A sneer appeared on the corner of Li Chang'an's mouth, along the position of the cat's eye of the gate, above the jade talisman, a ray of power suddenly shot in.

Jiawei, who was restless in the room, felt her eyes go dark, and screamed in fright: "I, I can't see!" But she also lost her hearing, and her heart was so dazed that she didn't even hear her scream arrive.

At this moment, Li Changan pushed the door suddenly, and the jade talisman in his hand shone brighter than a flash bomb.

Jade coincides with one, and the Holy Light raids.

Except for Jiawei, the eyes of everyone in the room hurt like they were being burned by fire, and then they shot desperately.

Strangely, there was no gunshot.

The bullets were flying around the room, and then the speed became extremely slow. Before the bullets and shells hit the ground, they were pieced together again, and then returned to their guns.

A pistol and a long gun exploded at the same time, but there was still silence.

No one could see this weird situation except Li Changan.

He took a breath, and pressed his finger again, and then there was a roar, and all the porcelain in the room was shattered, even the glass was shattered.

Jiawei shrank in a corner of the sofa at this time, and all the fragments from the explosion automatically left her range, like countless hidden weapons, piercing into the arms of the surrounding agents.

The screams sounded almost simultaneously, and then the room was dark.

That's because of the visual error caused by the strong light just now.

Chen Zhihao staggered up from the ground, rubbed his eyes, wept, raised the pistol tremblingly, but there was only one gun handle left.

He has now lost the ability to think.

"That bastard actually blew up this place! He came with a bomb? No, why is there no smell of gunpowder at this level of explosion?" Chen Zhihao waved a gun, jumped and roared in a funny way.

The flash, the shock wave, the roar, everything looked like a high-explosive bomb, no wonder he was so frightened.

Li Changan walked up to Jiawei, and tapped lightly on her long hair. Jiawei regained her vision and her sense of hearing.

The cold wind from the high-rise windows came in, blowing the snow-white curtains, and there was a touch of blood on the curtains.

Seeing the bloody look, Li Changan seemed to understand something, and glanced at Jiawei unexpectedly: "Is this the alarm you left me?"

Jiawei didn't know what to say, the scene in front of her was really scary, how did this big brother Li come in, and how did he bring down a dozen elite agents in an instant, she didn't see anything, and didn't hear.

But in the end, even my own husband couldn't do it, no wonder this man is his instructor.

Jiawei was thinking wildly, but Chen Zhihao had recovered his vision, and what he saw was his men lying on the ground screaming, he roared, dropped the gun handle, but grabbed a piece of broken glass and rushed over.

Li Changan's figure flashed, he gently supported Jiawei to avoid it, and then punched him out.

Chen Zhihao snorted, looked down at his twisted left arm, and couldn't believe his eyes for a moment.

"Jiawei, go and pack your things. You don't need to bring money or your phone, just a few changes of clothes." Li Changan said calmly.

Jiawei nodded tremblingly, and rushed into the bedroom.

Only then did Chen Zhihao's screams resound.

Li Changan sat on the only clean corner of the sofa, lit the last cigarillo, and looked at Chen Zhihao indifferently:
"Who gave the order?"

Chen Zhihao looked out the window and saw the helicopter, his eyes flickered immediately: "Do you know who you offended? We belong to the Internal Security Bureau, and this is my territory!"

Li Changan looked at him leisurely: "As long as I am there, it is my territory, whether it is the ends of the earth or the cities and villages."

Chen Zhihao's left arm was so painful that it made him twitch, but good training made him persevere. The Apache helicopter must have seen the situation here. This man cannot escape, he is dead.

Li Changan also looked out the window: "Oh, are you waiting for that helicopter to come over? Use the machine guns on it to kill me? Hehe, how childish."

Can this also be called childish?Chen Zhihao couldn't believe that there are people in this world who are not afraid of armed helicopters?

Li Chang'an stood up slowly, and a sharp whistle came out. The high-frequency whistle was not audible to human ears at all, but Dabai above the sky had received his will.

Li Changan smoked a cigarette and patted Chen Zhihao's shoulder, causing him to tremble again in pain.

Li Changan slightly turned his head to let him look at the helicopter, and then let out a "plop" sound.

Suddenly, in front of Chen Zhihao, a situation he had never seen in his entire life appeared.

High in the sky, a white shadow that could not be seen by the naked eye flashed, it seemed to be a big bird, and then black smoke rose from the top of the longbow Apache, and the white shadow continued to flicker. A big snow-white bird, like a goshawk, but also like a roc.

There was a sound of panic in Chen Zhihao's throat, but someone was ejected from that helicopter gunship, and then instantly turned into a big ball of fire, which was extremely gorgeous.

"I didn't see the New Year's fireworks, but it's worth it to see the helicopter explode." Li Changan patted his face: "I don't want to ask you a second time about what I asked you just now."

Chen Zhihao lowered his head, his eyes were dull.

But his intact right hand was gently extended to the back of his waist.

With a snap, Li Changan's fingers came first, and he pulled out a delicate dagger from the back of his waist.

"Yo, the taste is good, Bloody Fang!" Li Changan was playing with this ingeniously shaped dagger. There are two rings with sawtooth on it. The overall shape of the dagger is like a wolf's tooth. What is sharp is not the blade, but the front end of the hook. .

Li Changan made a gesture: "Well, 60s products, the first batch of factory, look at this ring position, there is a barb on it, do you know what this dagger is most suitable for?"

Chen Zhihao actually knew very little about his dagger. It was given by a mercenary friend, and he carried it with him because he thought it was small. Lion City does not allow you to bring a dagger casually. Even secret agents have to report it. Only trump cards like Xu Wenyuan Agents have all kinds of privileges.

Seeing Chen Zhihao's cowardice, Li Chang'an smiled: "This dagger is most suitable for gouging out eyes and hooking intestines... Only mercenaries with strong tastes like it."

As he spoke, he shook Chen Zhihao's eyes.

Chen Zhihao gritted his teeth and screamed: "FUCK1, don't do this, I'm afraid of your threats? I'm an agent, how dare you..."

With a scoff, blood flashed, and a huge eyeball rolled to the ground.

(End of this chapter)