In the cold and quiet night, the black supercar rushed across the street in an instant, bringing the yellow fallen leaves on the ground swirling in the air. After the supercar left for a while, the flashing red and blue continued to illuminate the street again.

The fast night wind blew the poplar's cheeks down the open car window. In the original world, he had never raced wildly at this speed. After all, there was no such empty street at night where he lived.

"Scared?"

Bai Ping's hoarse voice rang in the car, and even in the rapid hissing of the wind, Spielberg still heard the sound.

The hysterical madness below the hoarseness made Spielberg feel scared.

Or maybe he thought Bai Yang was a madman wearing human skin.

Just three minutes ago, Bai Yang stopped the vehicle in front of the people pursued by the Insit Empire, rolled down the window, and raised a middle finger. Spielberg felt that his blood pressure almost broke through the sky at that time.

If you drive like this, the other party will be chasing you, but after you show your face, these people will never be stingy with bullets.

But perhaps the other party did not expect this scene to happen, and the people who were chasing were stunned, and they did not come back to their senses until Bai Yang drove away.

In a hurry, Bai Yang threw away the pursuers' police cars almost instantly.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Spielberg felt that there were few such exciting times in his life. The last time he might have been when he broke some skulls alive.

Bai Yang held the steering wheel and turned suddenly, and the vehicle moved across the corner with an extremely wonderful drift, leaving two lines of clear car marks.

"Didn't you tell me? Our first stop is the Insit Empire Police Station in Rota City, and this goal has never changed."

Bai Yang raised his chin and signaled Spielberg to look into the distance.

"Look, it's already here!"

Spielberg looked up and saw the huge stone door appearing in his sight, and the national emblem of the Insit Empire with a carved human head hung on it, solemn and dignified.

Two fountains dotted on both sides, forming symmetry, and bringing a touch of humanity to the solemnity.

On the huge square, Bai Yang drove up directly, and stopped on the huge square with a tail.

At this time, those who were pursuing them had no idea where they were dumped.

"get off!"

Bai Yang reached out and pulled out Tang Hengdao who was placed in the gap in the seat. The bloody smell on his body was still strong, and the blood seemed to boil, and the fierce aura naturally overflowed.

"We go in and leave something for them."

Spielberg felt a familiar terrifying pressure on the poplar.

………

In the Inst Empire Police Station in Rota City, pure white and dark blue are mainly used as the main colors, which will give people a solemn and solemn feeling.

At this time, there were not many people in the Metropolitan Police Department. Most of them blocked Rota City in various districts to prevent "Qiao Zhiwen" from escaping from this huge city with a population of nearly 100 million. No one would have thought that the crazy criminal wanted by the entire city would appear here.

Not to mention that the people of the Insit Empire could not have imagined that even Spielberg, who escaped from prison with "Joe Zhiwen", did not expect that he would come here.

The lights in the police station were bright, and the door was slowly pushed open. A tall and tall oriental man walked in, and at the same time, a strong smell of blood spread.

This tall man was wearing a dark blue prison guard costume and holding a black Tang Heng knife in his hand. The wildness and violence perfectly merged with him.

Behind the man was a bald man with a big, bald man, and even if he looked, he could feel the tension on his body. His muscles were unnaturally tensed.

"Sir, do you need any help?"

After seeing the door being pushed open, the female clerk in the police department raised his head, frowned and looked at Bai Yang and asked.

She could feel that the person in front of her seemed to have a strangeness, and there seemed to be a familiarity among this strangeness, as if she had seen this person somewhere.

Bai Yang held Tang Heng's scabbard in his left hand and walked towards the front desk in diameter. At the same time, his eyes looked down at the whole venue and swept through the vacant spaces between the partitions.

There are not many people in the entire police station, which is normal. If everyone is here, then how can someone block the entire Rota City? The police station's staff will definitely only call the police to deal with emergency situations.

"It looks familiar, right?" Bai Yang walked over step by step, glanced at the clerk who was looking at him, and said.

His voice was hoarse and there was an unusual calmness, and Spielberg could not even hear the slightest nervousness, just as this oriental man was always so calm.

"It looks very familiar. Sir, have we seen it?" The female police clerk looked at Bai Yang and said thoughtfully.

Bai Yang walked to the counter and stopped. Lida, a clerk of the police department in the female police department, instantly smelled the pungent bloody smell. As a police officer who graduated from the Site Empire Police Academy and fought for the honor of the Empire and the royal family, she was naturally not unfamiliar with the smell of blood.

Lida raised her head, glanced at the Tang Heng knife in Bai Yang's hand, and subconsciously touched the gun around her waist.

At the same time, Bai Yang raised the corner of his mouth rarely, and he smiled very gentle and elegantly.

"Madam, of course we haven't seen it, but we must have seen it...my wanted avatar."

Just as Bai Yang said the last word, the female police clerk Lida pulled out the gun on her waist. The deep muzzle made Spielberg subconsciously pull out the gun on her waist.

"Zheng!"

The sound of a sharp blade coming out of the sheath sounded, causing a long vibration with the air.

The next moment, a rapid whine that tore the air torn apart immediately dissipated the sound of sheathing.

In Spielberg's eyes, Bai Guang seemed to have skipped the frame, from holding the scabbard in his left hand to holding the scabbard in his left hand and holding the knife in his right hand.

Tang Hengdao shined with a cold glow under the bright lights of the Metropolitan Police Hall.

"Clang!"

The female police clerk's pistol fell to the ground and made a crisp sound. She covered her bloody hand, with indescribable fear in her eyes.

What just happened?

This idea not only appeared in the minds of the female police clerks, but also in Spielberg's mind, as if a piece of them was missing from their memory.

I just heard a rapid hissing sound, and then I didn't know anything.

Spielberg looked at Bai Yang's back and said, "Have you drawn your sword just now?"

Drawing his knife in an instant and slashing the pistol?

What kind of speed can make him feel like he skips frames like this.

Spielberg felt that he didn't seem to know much about Bai Yang enough. This man was as terrifying as ever, or even more terrifying than in the past.

"I don't like your habits very much, why do you have to draw a gun?"

Bai Yang sighed and moved Tang Heng's sword in front of him with his right hand. The sharp blade was facing the entire police station, and a terrifying and fierce aura filled the audience.

"I thought you would be very happy when I got here, after all... you have been looking for me, aren't you?"

The loud and fierce and hoarse sound that quickly tore apart the air and the fierce and hoarse sound instantly attracted the attention of the people in the office. The people who were still there in the partition in the police station stood up, as if they wanted to know what was going on.

Claude was also one of them. He stood up and saw a tall man holding a Tang Heng knife facing them, and a fierce aura came to his face.

And when Claude's eyes swept across Bai Yang's face, he subconsciously pronounced the name:

"Qiao Zhiwen!"

It was just three simple words, but everyone was confused.

No one ever thought that the most vicious criminal in the Insit Empire would appear here, because this should be a place where all the criminals of the Insit Empire feared.

But Bai Yang came, walked into the lobby, drew out his long sword, and looked down at everyone.

It is not enough to say that it is despising the empire and the majesty of the royal family to describe the current crazy behavior of "Qiao Zhiwen". He is playing with fire completely.

"My name is not Qiao Zhiwen, you can call me Bai Yang."

Bai Yang was smiling gentlemanly. This smile made Spielberg chill. He could feel the fierce and evil aura under his gentle expression.

"Raise your hands!"

Claude subconsciously pulled out his gun, which was what everyone in the entire Metropolitan Police Department was doing.

"Swish!"

Black muzzles were facing Poplar and Spielberg. Spielberg subconsciously took a step back. In his perception, only escaping was the best choice in this case.

As if he felt Spielberg's fear, Bai Yang turned his head and looked at Spielberg.

"It seems that there is no way to communicate with them in a friendly manner, so let's shed some blood."

Even Spielberg could feel the coldness of this sentence.

Bai Yang drew his sword again. He was no longer Bai Yang who had just arrived in this world. The sword was the best way to communicate with a group of people who wanted his life.

He enjoyed this process, perhaps he was a natural evildoer.

But this time he used the back of the knife, and only if these people do not die can they delay those who are officially in the Insit Empire.

The next moment, Bai Guang stepped forward, time was slowed down in his eyes, and everything was slowed to an outrageous level. The air condensed into a white sound barrier under his rapid movement sound. This is a phenomenon that only occurs when the speed of the moment approaches the speed of sound, like this world limiting the air obstacles formed by monsters like Bai Guang.

This time, Bai Yang was more fluid than when he started working at Calvin Bar, just like his body was rapidly adapting to the process, or he should have been so powerful.

Tang Heng's sword cut through the air in an instant. Although it was used to use the back of the knife, it was enough to tear the air in front of his terrifying power and speed.

Spielberg lost the figure of the poplar in his sight for a moment, and he could only hear the hissing of the air, the air flow generated by the rapid movement in the air, and the black afterimage.

The entire police station seemed to have become Bai Yang's home court at this moment, and a man holding a Tang Heng knife was waving the sword light of killing at the crystallization of modern civilization and industry.

"Bang! Bang..."

Someone fired, but it was useless. The pistol bullet speed was between 300 meters and 400 meters per second. At this time, Bai Yang's speed was at least 350 meters per second. He quickly tore the air and swung his knife freely under the huge air resistance.

Each hit will burst out with a huge sonic boom.

This is a hunt.

The firelight bursting from the firearms illuminated the cold face of the poplar.

I am a villain, what can you do to me?

On the one hand, Spielberg did not dare to continue watching and hurriedly lay down.

Bullets never recognize people. This is not a movie. As long as they are hit, they will almost certainly lose their ability to move, even if they are stray bullets.

Spielberg was able to hide, but Claude and others could not hide. They needed to face the most vicious criminal in Inster's history.

Claude could not see the figure of the prisoner clearly. He could only see one colleague after another falling down. The rapid hissing sound seemed to appear in his ears the next moment. He drew his gun and shot frantically, but it was useless.

Is this the most vicious criminal of the Insit Empire?

Is this still a human?

This is like a super human that only appears in a movie.

Claude thought in despair.

The sound of the whistling wind was like music playing solo in the police station, violent and fierce, resounding in one ear after another, and ending abruptly when it reached its peak.

A cold blade was placed on Claude's neck. Looking around, Claude was the only one standing in the entire police station.

The man held a knife and slashed over the police station. The entire police station was as if he was attacked by a riot.

"I have a word I hope you bring."

The cold voice of the poplar sounded behind Claude.

Claude took a deep breath. Although he told himself not to be afraid, he still could not suppress his heartbeat.

In front of this most fierce criminal in the history of the Insit Empire, he could feel that invisible pressure was permeating his body.

But Claude decided to fight back. He suddenly turned around, holding a gun in one hand and an electric shock in the other to launch an attack.

"Bang!"

Bai Yang flipped the Tang Heng knife in his hand, and slapped Claude hard on the cheek, slapped Claude to the ground, making a dull sound.

Under the heavy blow, Claude felt that the whole world seemed to be shaking, and his left cheek was swollen.

Bai Yang looked at him well and would never hold back at the person who wanted to kill him.

"Tell them, look at what I left behind."

Claude heard the cold voice in a trance, but he couldn't stand up.

The entire police station was silently scary. Spielberg didn't know when he stood up. He looked at Bai Poplar standing in the center of the police station and said in a trembling voice: "How did you do it?"

The bloody smell on Bai Yang seemed to be getting stronger again. He flipped a knife flower with his right hand, and the long knife slowly entered the scabbard, saying:

"It's very simple, swing the knife and chop them!"

Spielberg's mouth twitched when he heard this. It sounds simple, but over the years, you are probably the only one who has really done this.

"You can't come here just to cut people, right?"

Bai Yang ignored Spielberg's expression, looked up and stared at one of the huge walls, and said coldly:
Chapter completed!