Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

"What did I just see? It was terrifying! His speed and movements were so cool, he was like the Flash! That idiot didn't even have time to react!"

"That's right, that's right, these guys are all idiots. He took the gun in an instant, destroyed all the guns, and even took out a sniper. This guy must be Iron Man. I'm convinced, he's Iron Man!"

In the brief battle just now, Miyazaki Yu subdued all his opponents with ease, as if eating and drinking, gaining an absolute advantage, leaving everyone wide-eyed in astonishment.

They were all stunned by the extraordinary combat power they witnessed for the first time, and the miraculous strength they saw.

The FBI agent being pointed at with a gun was pale, sweat dripping from his face. Now, the other party only needed to pull the trigger to tear a gash in his head, allowing him to see the shape of his skull. This was by no means a pleasant experience.

"What are you trying to do? Are you resisting arrest? This is contempt..."

Before he could even speak, Miyazaki Yu reached out, grabbed his collar, and threw him behind him, sending a guy who was trying to sneak up on him flying like a bowling ball.

Then he continued, throwing a man out of the window, directly onto the edge of the window that had just been shattered. The man's body slid uncontrollably outwards, half of his body already outside the window, before he hurriedly grabbed the railing tightly.

Just then, a burst of gunfire rang out, but the shots were all fired to the side, with no one daring to fire into the room.

Clearly, someone had tried to launch a surprise attack on Miyazaki Yu, but he saw through it and used the guys in the room to block them, instantly disrupting the attack rhythm.

The special forces team lying in ambush outside were stunned. What kind of monster was this? Its reaction speed, strength, and accuracy were simply ghostly, instantly breaking through their offensive!

But they didn't expect that their target was never someone who would stand up for themselves after being attacked.

Chapter 517 Fierce Counterattack (3rd Update!)

"boom--"

The bullet easily pierced through a sniper's shoulder. If viewed in slow motion, it would be clear that the bullet was incredibly accurate, piercing the scapula. The arm might heal and perhaps still be usable for eating, but there would be no chance of it ever being able to hold a gun again.

Sometimes, killing is not the best form of revenge; killing someone's spirit is the most ruthless approach.

In the blink of an eye, another sniper was seriously wounded, which left the special forces members in disbelief. The sniper's screams coming through the headset were like needles piercing their ears.

"Impossible. We're too far apart. Even if he managed to take the pistol, we should be at the maximum range of a pistol. How could he possibly fight back?"

Special forces are not fools; on the contrary, these people are combat elites, especially in an environment like the United States, where they are all experts with guns.

Just like ordinary Americans who dare not shoot at the police, although Americans enjoy gunfights, the government is well aware of the dangers of rampant gun violence. For the sake of profit, it cannot ban guns, but it has a very effective trick: recruiting skilled marksmen from the general population.

In reality, playing with guns is similar to archery. Anyone can play around with it superficially, but if you want to play well, you still need two things: talent and time.

Therefore, the United States only needs to do two things to significantly reduce the harm of rampant gun violence. First, it should try to prevent powerful guns from entering the hands of civilians, ensuring that the firearms used by government personnel always maintain an absolute advantage in power.

Then, as mentioned earlier, they would recruit some skilled marksmen from the common people and add them to their ranks.

This is very likely inspired by martial arts novels in America.

However, these two methods are indeed effective. Although guns are rampant in the United States and gunfights happen every day, attacks on police or government officials are still very rare.

The reason was that the gunmen knew they were unlikely to be able to defeat these guys, so they decided to pick on the weaker ones instead.

At this moment, the cameraman carrying the camera, as well as the FBI members who had been easily defeated by Miyazaki Yu, were practically terrified.

Just moments ago, they were armed and aggressively approaching, intending to capture the other party, but now it has escalated into a gunfight!

After firing several shots, Miyazaki Yu leaped out of the window and disappeared from sight, leaving those who witnessed it horrified.

"Did that person just fly out of the frame? He flew right out of the camera's view! You idiot with the camera, move closer, we can't see him anymore!"

The cameraman was trembling, and the camera was shaking violently. If it weren't for the boss's reprimands coming through his earpiece, he would have already thrown down the camera and run away.

However, seeing that only a few groaning men remained in the room, and that the gunshots had faded into the distance, the fear in my heart subsided considerably.

This live stream is very important. If I can perform well, a promotion and a raise are not just a dream!

He gritted his teeth and walked into the room. He went straight to the window and looked out through the shattered window. His face turned deathly pale.

At that moment, a strange scene appeared in the center of the square directly opposite the building.

Four or five people dressed in special forces combat uniforms were piled up in the center of the square like straw, like sacks. Although it was far away and the specific details were not clear, the scene alone was already shocking enough.

These people are not like pork in a supermarket; they are combat elites, formidable figures capable of carrying out urban counter-terrorism missions. Their marksmanship, combat etiquette, teamwork, and individual combat skills are all something to be proud of.

But these powerful figures have actually turned out like this!

Both the photographer and those who witnessed it through the lens were completely bewildered. What was going on?!

Just then, a figure flew up from out of sight like a sandbag and landed steadily in the center of the square in the blink of an eye.

This was just the beginning; in a short while, several more people were thrown out!

Everyone gasped in astonishment. What was this? Was the Flash rescuing someone? Or was it some kind of acrobatic feat?

This is the first reaction of a normal person, but everyone quickly realized that it was not like that at all!

It was that terrifying person, the so-called Sword Saint, that guy named Miyazaki Yu, it was him!

Hearing the continuous gunfire made it even more unimaginable.

Everyone quickly sorted out their thoughts, and based on the current situation, things should be like this.

After leaping out of the window, the Miyazaki swordsman began fighting the special forces team. In a very short time, he subdued several special forces members and piled them up in the center of the square like sandbags.

If you think about it that way, everything makes sense, but wait a minute? That can't be right, can it?

This scene was even more shocking than when Miyazaki Yu easily subdued the FBI. In America, gunfights happen every day, and everyone has become numb to it.

However, seeing a person flying through the air is a rare sight, and as a result, everyone's minds were not able to process it immediately.

After they calmed down, they truly believed that this was not a movie, but reality, and that someone could actually do it!

They soon discovered something else: as time went on, the gunfire they could hear was becoming increasingly sparse, which meant that the number of these special forces soldiers was decreasing rapidly.

"No way, is it really possible for someone to fight against a special forces team all by themselves?"

"I can't believe my eyes. Is this even possible?"

No matter how surprised they were, things continued to move forward, and soon all the gunfire ceased.

At this moment, all the comments in the live stream disappeared, and everyone just stared at the screen in silence.

As everyone expected, in the blink of an eye, more people were thrown into the air and landed steadily in the crowd, like layers of a mille-feuille cake being stacked.

Shortly afterward, more people were thrown out from different places, and the whole process lasted for several minutes.

Karen, sitting in the office, looked absolutely furious.

"A special forces team of fifteen people lost just like that!"

His eyes were filled with disbelief. It was the first time he had directly experienced the power of a master in the extraordinary realm, and his heart and body trembled!

He suddenly realized a problem: based on what he saw, the opponent's strength had exceeded his understanding. The special forces, a powerful force capable of carrying out international missions, were as fragile and powerless as infants in front of the opponent.

In other words, conventional weapons and conventional forces are simply no match for this person!

The opponent possesses the ability to directly counter conventional weapons, has superhuman speed and amazing reaction speed, and perhaps some other abilities that I am currently unaware of.

In other words, it can only be killed by using a covering weapon, but if such a weapon is used in a city, it would be nothing short of a massacre!

Thinking about this, he was already drenched in cold sweat.

At that moment, Miyazaki Yu's figure reappeared on the screen, carrying a person in each hand as he slowly walked out of the building opposite. For a moment, everyone who witnessed this scene fell silent!

Chapter 518 A Domineering Declaration

"Puff-"

Miyazaki Yu walked to the edge of the plaza and threw the person he was holding out. The figure landed steadily in the center of the plaza once again.

This sound seemed to strike the hearts of everyone present, like a heavy hammer blow. Everyone watching this scene, whether in front of or behind the camera, couldn't help but tremble.

The power the opponent just displayed was truly terrifying.

The special forces soldiers hidden in the surrounding buildings were like infants; their resistance was completely thwarted without any effect.

"Are all those special forces soldiers dead?"

This was the first question someone asked in the live chat.

Upon hearing this question, everyone who saw it widened their eyes once again.

Humans are made of flesh and blood, and many people who seem strong are actually quite fragile.

Falling off a bicycle, falling down the stairs, being struck by lightning while standing under a tree, or choking on water – these seemingly insignificant things can all lead to death.

Not to mention being tossed around like a sandbag!

Although viewers don't like those special forces guys, there's a big difference between hating them and watching them get killed.

Someone really died!

The live stream was immediately filled with screams of terror, with some people even screaming at home like a husky that had gone out of control.

However, at this moment, the previously stable camera suddenly started shaking. Upon closer inspection, it was seen that the god of death had appeared in front of the camera.

Inside the room, the investigators who were still lying on the ground groaning, as well as the photographer who had now sat down on the ground, were all trembling. The photographer, in particular, had his crotch area become wet.

Seeing the fear on everyone's faces, Miyazaki Yu sneered inwardly.

These people are a microcosm of the entire United States: outwardly fierce but inwardly weak, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. The whole of America is actually a huge gang, only their structure is more tightly organized and extremely large compared to real gangs.

Ultimately, however, they are all the same in essence.

If they encounter a weak country, they will bully it to the end if it causes even the slightest obstacle, without any scruples whatsoever.

However, when faced with an equally matched opponent, they will not confront them head-on, but will resort to all sorts of despicable means such as framing, lying, and slander, revealing their true nature as scoundrels.

But this time they have no choice. He's going to have some fun and make this so-called beacon of democracy completely submit to him!

"Please don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

The photographer was now reeking of foul odors, his face filled with terror, but he was still clinging tightly to the camera with both hands, looking extremely professional.

"No need to be so tense. If I wanted to kill someone, not only you, but everyone here would die. However, I don't kill people easily. These guys and those people outside, although they are stupid, are just following orders and don't deserve to die. But this is my bottom line."

He chuckled coldly, "I used to think that America was the beacon of the world and a land of freedom, but now it seems that all of that was just a joke."

This country is characterized by wanton framing and slander. Take the hijacking incident, for example. It was clearly a conspiracy orchestrated by bastards in the FBI. Their goal was simply to abduct Russian aviation expert Toyakav and another virologist to a US military base.

At the time, all the flight attendants, air marshals, and pilots on the plane were accomplices of those criminals and FBI lackeys. They had even prepared the wreckage of another plane somewhere and were ready to move the black boxes.

If this were to succeed, the United States would gain access to the most advanced aviation and virology technologies, and the fate of the other passengers on board would be self-evident.

Everyone watching on the screen gasped upon hearing these words. These events had been vaguely mentioned in previous newspapers, along with some detailed information about the so-called criminals.