In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 27 One Shot Decides the Fate
This time the power was much less, at most it would just knock someone unconscious.

The special operations team and border guards were scattered by the bombs. Life-saving measures prevented them from dying, but they were temporarily rendered incapable of fighting.

Lao Gao stood still, swinging his knife, his five senses completely lost.

When the battle reaches a stalemate, even the slightest change could tip the scales of victory in one direction.

Deep in a dark alley.

Like a shadowy figure blending into the ground, Shan Yong dragged the Siamese man along at a swift, stealthy pace. His primary supernatural ability was burrowing underground, and his personal characteristic was eavesdropping over a wide area by detecting vibrations in objects.

He caught the sounds of a violent explosion, chaotic gunfire, and Laugo's shouts coming from the direction of the newsstand.

"Find out the mentally gifted individual, Yongzi!"

"Damn it, every mission they say they won't let me go to the front lines, but they always make me take risks." Shan Yong cursed under his breath, then threw the Siamese man into a corner and disappeared underground again, quickly traversing.

Based on his experience, mental attacks can be broadly categorized into three directions: mental attack, mental exploration, and mental manipulation.

Mental attacks are the most dangerous, and their effective range is the shortest. If such an attack exists, it must be by a superhuman being nearby.

Apart from the core area of ​​the battlefield, there were no people in the surrounding houses, and faint footsteps could be heard a few hundred meters away.

Shan Yong moved quickly, soon approaching the corner at the end of the road. The other person seemed to have noticed him, suddenly stopped, and he also lost 'sight' of him.

But he had already memorized the location.

Lin Zhiyan stood on the street corner, looking down coldly at the ground. He saw the concrete twist and a hideous face emerge from the soil.

She didn't move. The assistant who had been guarding Lin Zhiyan suddenly swelled up. He, who was originally thin, became two meters tall with bulging muscles like a giant cast in iron.

A fist the size of a clay pot slammed down, scaring Shan Yong so much that he crawled back inside.

boom!
The ground trembled slightly, and the cement floor cracked.

Shan Yong ran dozens of meters before popping his head out of the ground and shouting, "There's someone around the corner a hundred meters ahead, a physical superhuman. I can't handle him."

Lao Gao flew out like an arrow, ignoring the armed police who were temporarily unable to fight around him.

A mentally enhanced superhuman is far more troublesome than these people.

If we're talking about spiritual superhumans in the Ant Ridge area, there's only one: Lu Shanjun. The thought of his opponent being only a hundred meters away filled Lao Gao with both fear and excitement.

What I fear is that the other party will run away, and what I'm excited about is finally seizing the opportunity.

Lu Shanjun has always been a thorn in the side of the outlaws. As long as he is killed, the smuggling route through Ant Ridge can be unobstructed again in the future.

He will then be able to use this achievement to be promoted to the head of the gang!
Lin Zhiyan and his group also heard Shan Yong's voice.

"Help me buy myself one minute." Lin Zhiyan's face was pale because her mind control had been broken.

"Within a ten-meter radius, my mental attack can completely knock him unconscious."

Five meters are actually needed, but Lin Zhiyan can twist his mental energy into a 'stick' to extend the effective range.

Every superhuman strives to develop their abilities, making seemingly similar supernatural powers vastly different in actual combat.

However, the deputy ignored him and quickly had a car brought over, his tone suggesting a power grab: "Team Leader Lin, you have to leave this time."

Lin Zhiyan's face showed anger as he said, "Are you going to stand by and watch the frontline soldiers die? Buy me one minute now, and we can still turn the tide. If I leave, everyone will die."

The deputy shook his head and said, "I will stay behind to buy time. As long as we split up and run, he won't be able to kill many people."

As the only heir of the Lin family, her death would be enough to shake the Martial Virtue Hall.

Twelve years ago, during the great catastrophe, the Lin family's Martial Marquis and his disciples fought to the death, which led to the establishment of the South China Sea West Road today.

Although the Lin family no longer has a Martial Marquis, Lin Zhiyan's status is more prominent than any other second-generation member.

Although this young lady is very responsible, her fate is actually different from others.

Two members of the task force held her down from the left and right. As a mental superhuman, her body had not received much enhancement.

100 meters, 50 meters, 30 meters!
Another mental shock flooded his mind. This time, he was prepared, and Lao Gao was only momentarily dazed.

Ten meters, one meter!
He rushed around the corner, and ten steps away stood a short-haired woman with a cold demeanor.

Not Lu Shanjun?
Suddenly, a chill ran straight to his head, Lao Gao's pupils contracted, and his already sunken eye sockets filled with fear.

Swish—smack!

A bullet flew in, turning into liquid and slapping against his face, followed by the sharp whistling sound of the air being torn apart.

In the distance, a dark shadow appeared on the moon, and the clatter of propellers descended upon the battlefield.

The long gun barrel extended from the cockpit and was aimed at Laugo.

In an instant, an indescribable sense of crisis turned into a chill that ran down my spine.

Without hesitation, Lao Gao turned and ran. He ran desperately into the dark alley, squeezing out every last bit of strength from his body. His supernatural powers were constantly operating at high speed, and within a fifty-meter radius, streetlights, manhole covers, and scattered vehicle wreckage were all liquefying to varying degrees.

Whether it's physical or supernatural abilities, Lao Gao dares not stop for even a second.

His life development is approaching forty points, basically one foot in the second stage, and he has an extremely vague perception of danger.

When you can usually sense it yourself, it's basically because you're standing on the edge of a bottomless cliff.

Laugo feared that a homing bullet would pierce his skull at any moment. He could liquefy bullets, but not an unlimited number of times.

All he can do now is pray that the person on the plane isn't the legendary 'Lu Shanjun'.

In the dark alley, Shan Yong waved to the Siamese man, urging him to run quickly.

Another bullet flew in, this time turning into liquid and hitting Laugo in the back, the gunshot coming a fraction of a second later.

An invisible white worm clung to the bullet tip, transforming into a second bullet.

The next second, something strange happened. Lao Gao felt a sharp pain in his temple and his body collapsed to the ground uncontrollably.

"Do not……"

Laugo struggled to his feet and reached out his hand, while his companion stepped out of the dark alley to help him.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment.

Click!

Faintly, it seemed as if the sound of a bolt being pulled could be heard.

Under the moonlight, a firework bursts into bloom.

boom!
When Laugo heard the gunshot, his heart had already been pierced; the bullet had hit his heart with extreme precision.

The chilling whistling of the subsonic warhead echoed in my ears.

puff!

The next moment, he saw the Siamese man's head explode into a cloud of blood mist and bits of flesh, just like a ripe watermelon.

There was no pause, no resistance.

Shan Yong's face was covered in hot brain matter and blood. He instinctively tried to burrow into the ground. At the same time, a bullet grazed his scalp, leaving a bullet hole and bloodstains on the ground.

Laugo looked back at the sky, and a bullet that came hurtling towards him pierced his skull.

The other party didn't give him any chance, not even a chance to look at him.

The helicopter hovered in the air, its rotors emitting a menacing hum.

Noisy!
A frequency band was connected to the channel, and a cold, metallic voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"This is Lieutenant Lu Zhao, ID number 456177, from Ant Ridge Border Station. I have come to provide support and am now under your command."

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap from beyond the heavens, instantly piercing through the chaos and despair.
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11: 05.

The battle was not over yet, and the remaining enemies began to flee, running, falling, and rolling wildly in the dark alleys under the cover of night.

Lu Zhao could see them very clearly from his high vantage point, and could tell from their actions that they were all ordinary people.

At least the vitality development has not reached twenty points.

Every ten points of vitality development result in an improvement. At ten points, one's average physical fitness is equivalent to that of an athlete. At twenty points, all indicators reach the peak of human potential. At thirty points, one breaks through the limits of human potential.

For example, without any load, he can run 100 meters in eight seconds and maintain that speed for half an hour.

Lu Zhao's speed is 7.5 seconds for 100 meters, and he can maintain that speed for an hour.

Normally, we are all just ordinary mortals, but when it comes to competing in physical fitness, the gap can widen instantly.

boom!
Gunshots rang out intermittently in the night sky, the low whistling of bullets tearing through the air, each shot taking away a life lost in a desperate chase.

Lu Zhao raised his gun, aimed, and pulled the trigger, killing each fleeing person with absolute calm and silence.

Only when they realized there was no hope of escape and knelt down to beg for mercy would Lu Zhao leave a few survivors.

As a warrior, he disliked leaving survivors; you never knew what tricks the enemy might have up their sleeve, especially against superhuman beings with supernatural powers.

You have to hit the head to make sure the enemy is no longer a threat.

"The enemy's manpower has been annihilated."

Lu Zhao's calm and even voice was clearly transmitted through the earpiece to every member of the special counter-terrorism team, border guard, and task force on the ground.

quiet!
Everyone remained silent, with only the hum of the helicopter echoing in the air.

(End of this chapter)