Don't follow the rules

Chapter 565 The Church of the Cross (Twenty-Eight)
"That's fantastic," Ning Yao said with a smile.

“We’ve escalated from being simply surrounded to an armed brawl,” Ning Yao said, retracting his messy tentacles and jumping out after Chunyu Kong. “Brother Kong, do you have any ideas? Are you sure that if we get into a fight with them, things won’t get even worse?”

The scene was chaotic and busy. They had to protect the enemy, break through the encirclement, and ensure the safety of the guards. Chunyu Kong didn't have time to stop and chat with him. He just kept charging forward, raising his hand and unleashing a powerful gust of wind to split open the tightly packed wall of guards. He said succinctly, "No ideas, but at least we won't suffer losses in a group fight."

“That’s true, you can’t get beaten up just to claim the moral high ground!” Ning Yao happily kept up with Chunyu Kong’s pace, leaped into the crowd, waved his fist and shouted, “Your dad’s here!”

Although the opposing guards were stronger and more skilled than the regular field team, they were still human. Ning Yao had to be careful to hold back and avoid causing unnecessary casualties or extra trouble for Grandpa Geng.

Having retracted his visually exaggerated tentacles and uncontrollable magic, Ning Yao rarely used this human body to engage in close combat with others.

how to say……

The program was extremely poor in quality.

Without a solid foundation in physical skills, Ning Yao, who had only received brief special training, was too flustered to execute any moves of any aesthetic value. He relied entirely on his powerful physique and fighting instincts to charge around like a ferocious, fat catfish that had entered a school of sardines.

Fortunately, Chunyu Kong couldn't stand it any longer and took a few soybeans from his hand to help, which allowed the battle to gradually enter a more comfortable rhythm.

Of course, it was only comfortable for Ning Yao and Chunyu Kong; the guards were not at all comfortable.

"Whose subordinates are these two Zhao Zilongs?!" The commander's roar came simultaneously through the guards' headsets on all frequencies. "What are they doing, running in and out seven times? Contact their captain immediately and have them taken away! Don't interfere with the guards' operations!"

"Report to Commander! According to the facial recognition system, one of them is Ning Yao, a member of Jiang's team who recently left with Jiang Yingying; the other person's identity is unknown. He is likely an outsider who has not registered with the gatekeeper, and no information about him can be found in our city's citizen system. His specific identity needs to be further confirmed by the investigators."

“It’s Jiang’s group…” The commander’s voice hesitated for a moment in the earpiece, but he quickly made a judgment. “All personnel, reload spirit-piercing bullets, fire is permitted, advance directly, do not let them continue to interfere with our operation—I reiterate, the objective this time is to quickly eliminate the evil spirits.”

"Roger that!"

Bang

Gunshots rang out, and a bald man who was passionately fighting in the crowd suddenly fell to the ground, twitched, and curled up like a broken soybean.

Then came the second shot, and the third.

On the battlefield of firearms, a rifle loaded with bullets is a true "equalizer." No matter how profound your magic or how superb your physical skills, you'll have to back down when a rifle is pointed at you. After all, no one can withstand a physical attack that is 800 meters per second, has the ability to penetrate spiritual barriers, and fires at high density with bare hands.

Moreover, the "bean soldiers" technique used by Chunyu Kong was only a spirit-binding technique, not a puppet technique. The caster could not control the movement details of so many bean soldiers at the same time, and naturally could not make the soldiers accurately dodge rifle bullets. The bean soldiers scattered in the crowd and moving on their own could be said to be hit by the guards with one shot each.

"What's going on!" Seeing that things were not going well, Ning Yao immediately retreated from the crowd to Grandpa Geng's side.

"They changed their ammunition. These spirit-piercing bullets can cause damage to both the physical body and the spirit at the same time. If an ordinary person is hit by one, their soul will be damaged. If they are infused with curses, they will be extremely lethal to the spirit. Be careful and don't get hit."

Chunyu Kong abandoned controlling the bean soldiers and focused his energy back on protecting Geng Xun. He also finally had time to explain the current situation to Ning Yao in detail.

"Is there any defensive spell that can block it?" Ning Yao asked.

Chunyu Kong sighed deeply: "Piercing the spirit bullet, understand?" "Yes," Ning Yao regained his senses for a second, then immediately discarded them again, "So what do we do now?"

"I do not know."

"You didn't know?" Ning Yao grabbed his hair. "This is a matter of life and death! How could you not know?"

Chunyu Kong made a hand seal with his right hand, redeploying his troops and sending the remaining bean soldiers back to defend around Geng Xun, using their heads to block the bullets fired by the guards, fighting physical attacks with physical force.

"I really can't think of any solution. For now, I can only use this clumsy method to block him. We'll talk about it again when I think of a better way," Chunyu Kong said frankly.

"Hello?" The guards, who had been attacking in silence since they met, suddenly made a sound in an attempt to communicate.

Chunyu Kong and Ning Yao really needed a breather at this moment, and they were happy to accept the other party's chat request. Everyone (except for the berserk Grandpa Geng) stopped attacking with great sportsmanship.

The guard commander's voice came through the building's loudspeakers: "Are you from Jiang's group?"

Ning Yao immediately stood at attention, raised his hand, and answered loudly, "Yes!"

“Very good, loud and clear voice, as expected of a soldier trained by Captain Jiang,” the commander continued. “We’ve done a little investigation, Ning Yao, and your unidentified companion, it seems you didn’t enter through the proper channels? If we strictly follow the association’s rules and regulations, unauthorized intruders should be taken away immediately for investigation, which may lead to some unpleasant questioning later… Of course, that would be too acrimonious.”

He changed the subject: "During the exchange just now, I noticed that you only defended and didn't try to kill my men. I suppose you didn't want to cause trouble. Well then, although I don't know what you came in for, I'll decide not to pursue this matter. You can leave now."

They released them so easily?

Ning Yao was somewhat incredulous: "You mean—we can leave now?"

The guard commander said, "You two can leave now."

"The two of us? What about him?" Ning Yao asked, pointing at Geng Xun.

"He can't do it."

"Why not?" Ning Yao stepped forward hastily to defend Geng Xun. "Grandpa Geng is a very conscientious security guard. Everyone works in the building, and you can see him all the time! This temporary loss of control was just because he was anxious to put out the fire, and there were no casualties. Is it necessary to deal with him with such a big fuss? Do you mean you want to kill him?"

This time, the commander did not directly answer Ning Yao's question: "My advice is: mind your own business."

"What the hell?! You guys really want to kill him?!"

Ning Yao wasn't stupid; he naturally understood the meaning of "not giving a direct answer is an answer in itself."

Chunyu Kong raised his arm, shielding Ning Yao and Geng Xun: "I'm sorry, I can't let you kill him."

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