Lu Xiao had followed his master for eighteen years, excelling in both medicine and martial arts. After five years of military service, he returned to the city to search for his origins. Faced with flashes of knives and shadows of swords, he was decisive in killing, dominating everyone. When it came to the matters of the heart, he said, "Still… the Young Miss is the best."
Seeing the short man walking out from among the mutants, Liuli Hong's body was already tensed.
Left Island soldiers were strong.
Among the third-level superpower users, their strength definitely ranked near the top.
Moreover, Left Island soldiers were Wind Attribute Mutants, and Wind Attribute abilities were famously unpredictable and versatile.
For Lu Xiao to overcome such a person in a higher-tier battle was difficult, nearly impossible.
Of course, this was also why Lu Xiao had left the Seventeenth Bureau.
Only by encountering the strong and facing life and death could Lu Xiao's strength be improved the most quickly.
"It's you guys from White Sakura again," Lu Xiao snorted with a laugh.
"You really are, always so annoying."
For these Japanese, Lu Xiao felt genuine disdain from the bottom of his heart.
"Die!" Left Island soldiers took a step forward and waved a hand casually.
Lu Xiao could clearly sense something in the air coalescing and tearing.