A small red Ferrari was racing on the road. Anyone who knew Wang Bingying knew that this was her favorite car. But now, the person driving was a man, an ordinary man with a low head and thin figure. This ordinary guy was naturally Liu Yusheng.

Liu Yusheng looked cold and had been in a long time. Now it was time to close the net. But no matter how he planned everything, he still couldn't guarantee a 100% chance of success. He was worried and neglected the situation on the highway. At some point, the vehicles on this major traffic road began to be sparse, and gradually only Liu Yusheng was driving.

A wide belt crossed the middle of the highway, with sharp steel nails on the belt, flashing with a bright cold light! Such belts are specially tied with tires. Cars driving at high speed pass by, at the very least, they can overturn and injured, and at the worst, they can be destroyed and killed. Liu Yusheng did not notice such a change on the highway, and the red Ferrari pressed straight up at the belt.

"Puff! Scream! Boom!"

Ferrari rushed over halfway, and the tire was slammed by the steel pins on the belt, causing the wheel to slip. The body tilted violently. After sliding out of the ground for more than ten meters, it overturned over. The high-speed friction between the car and the concrete-paved ground produced a large amount of sparks. The car was hit and turned into a pile of scrap iron. The airbag opened with a "bump" sound, and the car was immediately blocked by a piece of white cloth.

"Swish!"

More than a dozen agile people approached the Ferrari from both sides of the road. These people were well-trained, wearing camouflage uniforms to avoid bullet vests, each holding assault rifles, and wearing pistols, daggers and other weapons at their waists. These people were obviously elite soldiers. One of the guys in the lead made several gestures in his right hand, and the others scattered. They surrounded the Ferrari and pointed the guns into the car to alert him. A thin but very sensitive person touched the door alert and carefully observed the situation inside through the glass. But after looking at it for a while, he made a gesture to the person in the lead with surprise.

The person in the lead frowned and pointed at the two of them to cooperate with the search. The three of them worked together to pull open the deformed door of the Ferrari. Apart from a large airbag, there were only various pieces that were hit and broken. Where did the target go?

"Highly alert!" The person in the lead whispered on the radio, "Three people in groups, with me as the center, carpet-style search within a radius of twenty meters! Again, the target is extremely dangerous. If you find it, you will open fire immediately. If you find it, don't activate it immediately. If you find it, don't activate it immediately!"

"Who are you? National Security Bureau? Spiritual Media Association?"

A voice came from a high place. Everyone looked in surprise and saw Liu Yusheng standing steadily on the scrapped Ferrari, holding his hands in front of his chest, with a playful look on his face.

"Open fire!"

The people in the lead reacted very quickly. They issued an order almost as soon as they saw Liu Yusheng. After long-term hard training, these people had already regarded the order as their physical instinct. They had not yet accepted the fact that Liu Yusheng was inexplicably missing and magically appeared in their minds, but they were dissatisfied with the movements in their hands. They adjusted the muzzle of the assault rifle and pointed it at Liu Yusheng to concentrate on fire.

"Da da da da da da da da da da da!"

More than a dozen flame tongues swallowed Liu Yusheng like an angry dragon. The bullet shell fell all over the ground like popcorn, forming a circle around the Ferrari. Once the fire was collected, all the magazines were empty, and everyone stopped firing. They quickly changed the magazines. Only then did they have the intention to observe whether the target had been eliminated, but Liu Yusheng's reaction scared them, and the action of changing the magazines was slowed down.

Liu Yusheng stood in the car without moving, allowing large pieces of bullets to hit him, but he was like a thick bulletproof steel plate, and the bullet fell all over the ground at his feet, piled up a high layer. He tilted his neck and said coldly: "I don't want to hurt the innocent too much, and ask you who can make decisions to come out and speak."

The leader hesitated for a moment, made a sudden gesture, and the others acted one after another, and a dozen tongues of flames appeared again! A trace of hostility appeared on Liu Yusheng's face. He flipped his right palm and shouted: "Psychic, burst!"

"Bang bang!"

After more than a dozen consecutive loud noises, the elites with live ammunition were stunned. All the assault rifles in their hands exploded their barrels! Holding a pile of scrap iron in their hands, everyone couldn't help but hesitate. The leader bit the teeth and took out the pistol from his waist and shouted: "Continue shooting!"

Others woke up from a dream, threw away the assault rifles in their hands, pulled out their pistols and continued to shoot. Liu Yusheng said coldly: "It seems that life is not very valuable. Since that's the case, let's die a few."

"Psychic, kill!"

Liu Yusheng shouted loudly, and two golden talismans appeared in his hands, then turned into two golden lights and flew out, heading straight for the elite soldiers around him. The bullets with such great power could not do anything to Liu Yusheng, let alone a pistol with less powerful power? Liu Yusheng ignored the attacks of these people, and the bullets could not hurt a single hair at all. However, the two golden lights he shook out casually rose in the wind after taking action, and it was so big that it covered the sky and the sun, like two huge oil cakes, smashed down on his face.

No matter how cruel the enemy they faced or how terrible the desperate situation they faced, they never took a step back. However, Liu Yusheng's two golden lights fell from the sky, carrying the mighty power, which made people respect from the heart and dared not fight against them! Everyone was timid in their hearts, and the formation was scattered. Seeing that they were about to be smashed into meat sauce by the huge golden cake, an old voice suddenly came from a distance: "The great psychics are showing mercy!"

Several white lights shot towards him and arrived in a flash, blocking the golden cake. The white light was soft, like a pile of balloons supporting the golden cake emitted by Liu Yusheng. The elite soldiers under the golden cake fled in panic. Liu Yusheng snorted coldly, ignoring the request of "showing mercy" at all. A golden light flashed on his face, and the shape of the golden cake suddenly increased by three points again!

Several white lights blocked the golden cake and made a squeaking sound. After the golden cake grew bigger, the white light was unsustainable and was immediately blown out. After the golden cake exploded the ball formed by the white light, it hit the ground without stopping, and the earth shook, as if it was an earthquake. When the golden light disappeared, two huge round pits as deep as 20 cm appeared on the solid concrete road!

This scene made the elite soldiers secretly shocked. They were still scared. If they escaped a little slower, they would not be smashed into meat paste even if they had no life. Although they had seen many so-called masters with supernatural powers, they did not fully understand what a real master is until today.

"Hide your head and reveal your tail, get out for me!" Liu Yusheng shouted loudly, reached out to grab it with his hands, and a black claw print flew into the distance with the cold wind.

"Great psychic, let's do it slowly, I'll come out now!" The old voice sounded again, but this time there was less arrogance and more awe.

Four people came in the distance, one old man, one middle-aged man, two young men. The four of them came closer and the middle-aged man waved his hand. The elite soldiers were like amnesty, flocked away from Liu Yusheng and stood behind the four people. The old man looked like a fairy-like figure, wearing a Taoist robe and a goatee-beard, and looked like a Taoist immortal. He bowed to Liu Yusheng and said, "The great psychic master, I, Mo Rang, the 14th generation leader of the Jingxian Sect, is now the leader of the fourth group of the National Security Bureau. These are my three right-hand assistants, Zhang Wei, Hua Ling, and Han Xueli. You three, you have seen the seniors soon."

The middle-aged man was called Zhang Wei. He didn't care that he was much bigger than Liu Yusheng. He bowed respectfully and said, "Great psychics, I'm polite, please take care of me."
Chapter completed!