Solving the case: Combining the police dog's olfactory genes at the beginning

"Breaking Sword Style!"

The words "Broken Sword Style" shouted by Luo Fei resounded throughout the scene! Everyone, including Li Xue, showed extremely surprised and strange expressions—this was clearly Linghu Chong's signature sword technique from martial arts novels!

Before he finished speaking, Luo Fei's body suddenly leaned forward, almost parallel to the ground, and shot forward several meters like an arrow! Then, he slammed his palm on the ground, using the momentum to leap into the air again, carrying an incomparably fierce aura, and rushed straight towards the still somewhat bewildered Po Jun!

Po Jun's pupils shrank sharply. Luo Fei's speed and this strange move were completely beyond his expectations! He had no time to think and could only rely on his battle-hardened instincts to subconsciously raise his Swiss Army knife and block in front of him!
Clang——! ! !
A deafeningly sharp and piercing sound of metal clashing against metal rang out!
The blade of the Azure Gang Sword slashed fiercely at the blade of the military knife, sparks flying everywhere! The immense force made Po Jun's arm go numb, and he staggered back several steps!

After Luo Fei landed, his sword momentum didn't stop at all; on the contrary, it became even faster! With a flick of his wrist, the longsword transformed into dazzling streaks of cold blue light, sweeping towards Po Jun!

Po Jun could only see sword shadows all around him, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. He could only rely on his senses to wildly swing his military knife to parry, with bursts of sparks constantly erupting in front of his chest, producing a dense and crisp clanging sound. He was in a sorry state!
What drove Po Jun to despair even more was that Luo Fei's figure began to move rapidly around him, launching a 360-degree attack with no blind spots, like a ghost! He also kept shouting:
"Sword Swinging Style!"

"Leaving Sword Style!"

"Sword-raising style!"

One move after another, relentlessly, as if the legendary Dugu Nine Swords had truly reappeared in the world! Po Jun, on the other hand, became nothing more than a live target and a human wooden stake for Luo Fei to demonstrate his exquisite swordsmanship!

Finally, Luo Fei seemed to have shown off enough. He withdrew his sword, gracefully stepped back a few paces, stood with his sword in hand, and his breathing was steady.

Po Jun was still immersed in the suffocating sword net from before, his body still wildly swinging his military knife uncontrollably, like a ridiculous puppet.

"Hey, that's over," Luo Fei casually reminded him.

Po Jun suddenly snapped out of his daze, his movements frozen, his face filled with shock and confusion. He looked down at himself, seemingly unaffected…

next second!
Stab it--!
His camouflage combat uniform suddenly shattered without warning! As if cut by countless invisible blades, it turned into countless pieces of cloth, which scattered and flew away in all directions!
Even the flashy floral shorts he was wearing underneath instantly turned into tattered strips of cloth, fluttering down in all directions!

In the blink of an eye, the fully armed soldier Po Jun became clean and tidy, with only a pair of heavy military boots still on his feet!
"Ahhhhhh!!! You pervert!!!"

Po Jun let out a scream of extreme terror and shame, his hands suddenly covering his private parts, his face flushed red. No longer caring about his masterly demeanor or mission, he turned and, in an extremely contorted and awkward posture, frantically rushed towards the nearest building, disappearing behind the door in an instant.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

Luo Fei slowly turned around, his gaze calmly falling on the three remaining assassins—Teacher Huang, Nameless, and Frieza.

The enormous Frieza and the nameless man who looked like a programmer both turned their gazes to the skinny old man in the middle of them—Teacher Huang.

Wuming pushed up his glasses and said in a "respectful" tone, "Teacher Huang, you are the most senior and highly respected. Please go first." While he spoke of respecting the elder, he was actually plotting his own scheme, wanting Teacher Huang to wear down Luo Fei's stamina first, and perhaps even to probe for more of his trump cards.

Frieza, arms crossed, mumbled in agreement, "Hmm," looking completely indifferent, like someone just watching the show.

Looking at the two cunning youngsters, Teacher Huang sighed helplessly, rubbed his aching lower back, and muttered, "Sigh, I'm getting old, useless, and still being pushed forward by the young people to take the fall..."

However, the moment he finished speaking, his old eyes, which had been somewhat cloudy, suddenly flashed with a sharp and cold light, like that of a hawk!

boom!
Two shallow craters suddenly appeared in the concrete ground beneath his thin feet! He charged towards Luo Fei in an instant with a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to his size, like a cannonball being fired!

So fast!

Alarm bells rang in Luo Fei's mind, and his super reflexes instantly reached their peak! He abruptly crossed his arms, protecting his chest!
boom! ! !
A loud bang that was extremely dull!
Teacher Huang's seemingly thin and weak fists slammed into Luo Fei's crossed arms, unleashing an unimaginable amount of force!

Luo Fei felt as if he had been hit head-on by a speeding car! A sharp, tingling, and numb pain shot through his arms, and he was thrown backward uncontrollably!

Whoosh-!
His body traced an arc through the air before crashing heavily onto the ground more than ten meters away, then rubbing backward for another two or three meters before coming to a stop! The clothes on the outside of his arms were completely torn, and his skin was scraped by the rough ground, oozing blood.

Luo Fei sprang to his feet with a somersault, shaking his numb and tingling arm, his eyes becoming incredibly serious. He clenched his fists, his inner strength surging—finally, he'd met a truly formidable opponent!
"Old man, you've got some skills!" Luo Fei shouted, no longer probing, and took the initiative to attack! He pushed off with his feet, charging towards Teacher Huang like a cheetah, and threw a powerful straight punch, which whistled through the air, towards the opponent's face!

Teacher Huang tilted his head slightly, easily dodging the swift punch. At the same time, his right leg shot out silently like a whip, his toe aimed straight for Luo Fei's groin! The move was vicious and ruthless!
Luo Fei lowered his left arm, using the outside of his forearm to block the insidious kick! Bang!
However, Teacher Huang's attacks were relentless. The moment he blocked the kick, his left knee was already pounding into Luo Fei's abdomen like a heavy hammer!

Luo Fei's abdominal muscles tensed instantly, taking the knee strike head-on. At the same time, he used the momentum to bend forward, and his right fist slammed into Teacher Huang's temple like a pendulum!

Teacher Huang raised his left arm and precisely blocked Luo Fei's swing punch! At the same time, his right hand grabbed Luo Fei's left wrist, which he hadn't had time to retract, and pulled it sharply in front of him!
Luo Fei instantly lost his balance and leaned forward, leaving his groin wide open!

A cold glint flashed in Teacher Huang's eyes, and his left fist aimed straight for Luo Fei's exposed chin!
Despite the danger, Luo Fei remained calm and quickly extended his right arm to defend, slamming his elbow down precisely on Teacher Huang's wrist, blocking the fatal blow!
Immediately afterwards, Luo Fei twisted his left wrist, which had been grabbed, and twisted it back to hold Teacher Huang's wrist. Using the power of his waist, he turned around suddenly and executed a standard judo over-the-shoulder throw!
"rise!"

Teacher Huang's thin body was violently swung up by Luo Fei's immense strength, drawing an arc in the air before slamming headfirst into the hard ground!
boom! ! !
A heavy, dull thud that made your teeth ache!

Teacher Huang was slammed to the ground with a resounding thud; you could even hear the sound of bones hitting the ground!

He suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood with a "whoosh," his eyes rolled back, and he immediately lost consciousness. Before losing consciousness, he unconsciously murmured, "...pay...pay me back...I'll extort you to death..."

A deathly silence fell over the scene once more. The remaining Nameless and Frieza exchanged bewildered glances, both seeing the shock and disbelief in each other's eyes. The third-ranked assassin, known as the "King of Assassins," Teacher Huang… had actually been… taken down in just a few moves?! And it didn't even seem like he'd inflicted any real damage!

The look in their eyes as they looked at Luo Fei had completely changed from solemn to terrified.

Nameless knew it was his turn to go. He swallowed hard, his heart pounding. Trying to remain calm, he adjusted his glasses and whispered to Frieza beside him, "Frieza... this guy is too weird... let's go together?"

Frieza glanced down at him, then retorted in a gruff voice, a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm in her tone: "Are you scared?"

Wuming's face stiffened when his secret was exposed.

Frieza continued in his deep voice, "Do you think we can beat him even if we all gang up on him? How many moves did Teacher Huang take against him?"

Wuming fell silent, cold sweat beading on his forehead. The answer was obvious.

"Then... is there still any need to fight?" Frieza asked again.

Wuming took a deep breath, as if he had made a great decision, and shook his head: "...It's not necessary."

The two surprisingly reached a consensus, and then simultaneously took a step back, making a "please" gesture to Luo Fei, indicating that they would no longer obstruct him.

This sudden turn of events caught Luo Fei, who was preparing for another fierce battle, completely off guard. He raised an eyebrow, looking at the two assassins who had chosen to retreat without a fight.

Luo Fei, though surprised that Nameless and Frieza had voluntarily backed down, remained vigilant. He was about to ask about Han Zixuan's exact location when a sudden change occurred!

Without warning, a thin, bony foot wearing old cloth shoes appeared out of thin air before him, moving with incredible speed, even faster than Teacher Huang's earlier kick! This kick was aimed straight at his face!

Alarm bells rang in Luo Fei's mind, and his super reflexes activated instantly! He hurriedly raised his right arm and bent it to block!

boom!
The foot slammed heavily into the outside of his arm! An unimaginable force surged through him, and Luo Fei felt as if he had been struck by a solid iron pillar hurtling towards him at high speed. He couldn't stand firm at all and staggered back three steps before barely managing to dissipate the force. His body swayed and he almost lost his balance!

Before he could even regain his footing, an even more terrifying attack followed!

Frieza, who had been standing behind Nameless with an indifferent expression, had suddenly moved! His massive body, as large as a small mountain, was now displaying a terrifying speed completely disproportionate to his size!

He took a sudden step forward, the ground trembled slightly, and his right leg swung up like a giant battle axe. His foot, clad in an oversized military boot, kicked fiercely toward Luo Fei's chest with a terrifying aura that could crush everything!

The speed and power of this kick were several times more terrifying than the sneak attack from Wuming earlier! The enormous sole of the foot rapidly magnified in Luo Fei's eyes, almost completely blocking his space to dodge!

Can't escape!

Luo Fei's pupils contracted, and he abruptly crossed his arms to protect his chest. All the muscles in his body tensed instantly, and he unleashed his full strength, preparing to withstand the attack head-on!
boom--! ! !
Like a heavy truck traveling at high speed crashing into you!
Frieza's massive foot imprinted solidly on Luo Fei's crossed arms as he blocked!
*Crack!* A sickeningly sharp sound of bone cracking rang out!
Luo Fei felt a tearing pain in his arms, and his whole body flew backward uncontrollably like a catapult projectile! The speed was extremely fast!

Whoosh-!
His body traced a long parabola through the air, flying more than twenty meters before crashing heavily to the ground. He tumbled around seven or eight times before finally stopping after hitting a clump of bushes. He lay motionless on the ground, seemingly having completely lost consciousness.

"Luo Fei!" Li Xue's heart nearly stopped when she saw this. She let out a shrill scream and rushed over without thinking.

Frieza landed lightly, exchanging a knowing smile with Nameless beside him, both their faces bearing the tacit understanding of a successful scheme. Android 18, standing some distance away, also ran over, looking at Frieza with eyes full of pride and adoration.

"Good teamwork." Wuming pushed up his glasses and smiled faintly.

Frieza responded in a muffled voice, "He was too careless."

They all believed that after Frieza's full-force kick, which was enough to seriously injure and knock out boxing champion Tyson, Luo Fei would have no chance of getting back up.

However, just as Li Xue was about to reach Luo Fei's side, tears welling up in her eyes...

The "unconscious" figure on the ground suddenly moved.

Then, to the astonishment of Frieza, Nameless, and Android 18, who looked as if they had seen a ghost, Luo Fei actually used his hands to support himself on the ground and slowly and unsteadily got up!

He stretched his neck and shoulders, making soft cracking sounds, and even wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, muttering to himself, "It's been a long time since I've relaxed like this... This is interesting..."

Frieza's eyes, as big as brass bells, widened in disbelief: "No... impossible! You... how could you be alright?!" He knew all too well the power of his kick; even a rhinoceros would have been killed by it!

Luo Fei twisted his slightly numb and tingling arms. Although he had taken the kick, his arms had been shaken and his bones might have suffered minor fractures, but they were recovering rapidly thanks to his super self-healing ability.

He raised his head, his icy gaze sweeping over Frieza and the Nameless One, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "Is this the style of your so-called masters? Saying one thing and doing another, attacking from behind? You've truly disgraced yourselves as 'masters'!"

Frieza and the nameless man blushed deeply, their faces burning with shame. They lowered their heads, unable to refute him. (End of Chapter)