In an instant, a low dragon roar came out from Long Junchen's body, like a real dragon's breath. The true energy of the peach wood sword in his hand gradually arose, and the sword light began to make a buzzing sound in the air, as if the dragon beard was trembling in the wind. The swordsman felt the true dragon aura emitted from Long Junchen. His face was finally filled with a hint of horror, his mouth twitched, and he murmured: "Really, true dragon?"

A look of fear appeared on the swordsman's face, and the ghost sword with a wide and powerful move was trembling slightly, but Long Junchen's attack had already arrived, and all the dragon breath gathered on the sharp blade of Long Junchen's peach wood sword. The swordsman was shocked and took out the ghost sword in a hurry to take the move. However, Long Junchen's attack was bound to be achieved. The ghost sword was cut off directly like a crack. The swordsman wanted to struggle. The forward rushing momentum of the peach wood sword did not slow down at all because of the obstruction of the ghost sword. It went down in the air and slashed straight on the swordsman's forehead.

As the peach wood sword touched the swordsman's face, it first made a hissing sound, then a purple smoke rose. The skin on the swordsman's forehead cracked like a cicada shed. In a few seconds, the beautiful face actually cracked from the scalp to the chin, followed by the "click" sound of bone cracks. The decent whole head actually cracked in half. As the black blood surged, the swordsman made a harsh grin, as if a cat's claws were grabbed onto the glass. Long Junchen frowned, narrowed his eyes, and watched silently as the swordsman turned into a pool of black blood and flowed to the ground.

Long Junchen took a deep breath and took back the peach wood sword. When he got into the car again, the dark mist that was so rich that he could completely dissipate. Some were just the original dusk and dullness. Long Junchen realized that he had accidentally opened into a farmland under the interference of the illusion. The surroundings were rice growing wildly after the spring rain, and a cloud shadow suddenly appeared and disappeared.

The people working in the fields did not look up. They were not interested in appreciating the wonderful tricks that God played with the shape of clouds and the refraction of sunlight. They just wanted to take back the mature crops in the fields before the rain clouds floated in the sky. Occasionally, a few fat field mice passed by the feet of the farmers without fear, snatching the scattered grains in the fields. The sickles in the hands of the farmers were too lazy to deal with these disasters, but they just focused on harvesting. For Long Junchen, who suddenly appeared here, no one noticed him. Long Junchen sighed helplessly, started the car again, and drove towards the hotel where Wang Shi lived.

Long Junchen is full of dangers, and disasters do not go singularly, and Tang Wanying's life is also difficult.

Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau

Tang Wanying, who had just returned from the hospital, had not had enough rest, but received a notice from the emergency meeting in the bureau. She put down the phone in a little frustrated. She originally wanted to ask Long Junchen if he had time to go out for fun on the weekend, but now it was good. Judging from the tone of the bureau, this time it seemed a bit troublesome, and her date plan was ruined again.

When they arrived at the bureau, everyone was ready to go, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn, and they felt a sense of depression that black clouds were pressing against the city. Even Yang Zaixin, who had always been laughing, put away his cynical smile at this moment, sat on the chair seriously, frowned.

What made Tang Wanying deeply feel the seriousness of the matter was not Yang Zaiyi's abnormal seriousness. There was something more abnormal than this, because today, Lu Yiming, the new director of the Public Security Bureau, who is idle on weekdays and has always been the one who has never seen the head and ended up in the face of the dragon, was also present.

Since Tang Wanying came to the Serious Case Group, there has been no case that the director will personally ask about. She also knows that the director is idle and used to being lazy. He actually came today, which only shows how serious the case he is going to take over this time is.

"Are you all here?" Lu Yiming looked at everyone with a rare look of solemn expression. Tang Wanying glanced around and tapped her chin, "It's all here."

"Then let's go, let's talk about the specific case on the road!" Lu Yiming waved his hand and left Yinhai Municipal Public Security Bureau first. Tang Wanying and others looked at the director's gloomy face, but did not dare to neglect, and followed behind and got into the car in one go.

"Director, what happened this time?" On the way, the atmosphere was extremely depressing. Tang Wanying couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lu Yiming stared at the front with his eyes fixed on his face, his hands folded uneasyly, constantly urging the driver to drive faster. While urging, he turned his head to Tang Wanying sitting in the back row and said, "Captain Tang, this time, your task is a bit heavy, it's an explosion."

"Explosion case?!" Tang Wanying and Yang Zaixin beside her were stunned. They thought it was a serial murder case, but they did not expect that it was an explosion case that was less cruel than a serial murder case, but it was much more lethal.

"Yeah." Lu Yiming swallowed with difficulty and looked at the drivers who did not change lanes at will, for convenience. However, the police officers who handled the case were annoyed, and their cars had to slow down and avoid them, which would delay a lot of effort. Lu Yiming cursed, "When you go back, you must report it to the Transportation Bureau. These drivers should be severely punished."

When the police car passed the car that changed lanes casually, no one expected that Lu Yiming actually rolled down the window and compared the middle finger to the driver next to him, which slightly relieved his anger.

"Lu Bureau, where did this explosion happen?" Tang Wanying was a little amused. For her, she didn't care much about the drivers on the road. She focused on handling the case, unlike Lu Yiming. This kind of person who felt like a white chalk painting on the blackboard was really not suitable for the director. She had no idea of ​​the overall situation, and trivial matters could make him feel angry.

Lu Yiming was unaware of his disobedience and still cursed and looked at the car behind him through the rearview mirror. Tang Wanying was speechless. Fortunately, after the car was thrown off, Lu Yiming hummed excitedly like a child and murmured: "Hmph, fight me?"

Everyone in the car was ashamed. Tang Wanying felt that the time was almost done, so she bit the bullet and repeated the question again. This time Lu Yiming finally answered Tang Wanying's question, as if she had just heard her ask this sentence and said in a deep voice: "It's on a moving high-speed rail."
Chapter completed!