Yang An charged into the white smoke. The Feather Blade in his hand instantly churned the haze, scattering it in a heartbeat.
But once the white smoke had dispersed, the injured monkey was nowhere to be found, having vanished without a trace.
Gripping the Red Feather Blade, Yang An scanned his surroundings but found no sign of the monkey. It had escaped using some strange technique.
'Damn it!'
'This means there's a good chance the monster in Broken Armor is still there. I can't risk going back.'
CLICK-CLACK-CLICK!
In that moment, rows of gun barrels once again swiveled to point at Yang An.
"It's a Mutant! Kill him!"
After seeing Yang An display his abilities, the surrounding gunmen didn't hesitate for a second and immediately gave the order to fire.
RAT-A-TAT-TAT—
A hail of bullets streamed past Yang An, but surrounded by a whirlwind of countless White Feathers, every single one was precisely blocked. Sparks flew all around him.
'I have to break through!'
