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At this time, many media had gathered on both sides of the road.

Before the convoy arrived, many reporters from the media, especially those who were familiar with each other, began to gather together in twos and threes and murmur.

The content is nothing more than Mu Cang's resume, as well as hot spots that can be explored, etc.

But none of these people noticed that at the top of a building over two hundred meters high above them, Wang Biao was looking down with a frown.

Looking up into the distance, he could vaguely see a long motorcade slowly approaching in the distance.

Wang Biao folded his arms and whispered in confusion: "It's strange, I've already called, why doesn't Mr. Zhuo do anything?"

Helpless, he could only continue to wait.

After waiting for a short while, seeing that the convoy was approaching, Wang Biao glared sharply and said fiercely: "No matter what, take action!"

A hurricane appeared out of thin air and wrapped around his body, suddenly rushing down the building and heading towards the convoy at high speed.

Phew~~

Wang Biao was very fast and flew down from the roof in less than a few seconds.

When he was about to reach the ground, the wind howled, and the streetlight cars on both sides of the road were easily swept up by the hurricane.

With a clicking sound, they rubbed against each other and turned into piles of scrap metal, which were violently thrown in all directions.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !

This sudden and thrilling scene made the surrounding crowd and media reporters scream in shock and run away in a hurry.

The helicopter in the sky also turned its camera to take pictures here.

Just when everyone was scratching their heads, a hurricane rushed to the front of the convoy and dispersed.

Wang Biao fell to the ground on one knee with a proud look on his face, causing a circle of cracks on the ground.

On the top of the building seven or eight hundred meters away, Di Raoyue and Di Hanyun, holding telescopes, suddenly stood up, their faces extremely ugly.

"It's broken, it's broken, it's broken!"

Di Raoyue shouted in panic, "Why is Biao Wang here? He is an S-class superpower! Who... can stop him!"

Di Hanyun turned around with a cold face and ran downstairs.

As he ran, he turned back and shouted: "What the hell are you talking about! Why don't you come with me to protect the prince!"

Upon hearing this, Di Raoyue immediately shut up.

He also hurriedly followed Dian Hanyun and ran downstairs.

Ahead of the long motorcade...

Wang Biao stood up slowly and looked at the motorcade stopped in front of him, and shouted coldly:

"Mu Cang! Your life ends here!"

After saying that, he glared fiercely at the most luxurious limousine in the fleet a hundred meters away.

As soon as his body swayed, a large area of ​​strong wind like howling ghosts and wolves suddenly appeared around him, as well as countless solid blue wind blades.

A group of guards following the convoy quickly drew their guns to block the attack, and bullets were fired amidst the bang of gunfire.

But as soon as these bullets entered the wind field outside Wang Biao's body, they were easily blown away.

Wang Biao had a joking smile on his face and walked slowly towards the convoy.

It was obvious that he wanted to maximize Mu Cang's fear.

This is Wang Biao's bad taste.

What he likes most is seeing ordinary humans struggling to their death in the face of desperate situations.

In the end, he could only face the despair and ugliness of the tragic reality.

It's like watching an ant struggling in boiling water but unable to escape its predicament.

It’s so cool!

"Hahahahahaha!"

Wang Biao laughed wildly, "This is human beings, these are inferior human beings!"

And at this time.

In the sky, Lulu, who had been pointing the camera downwards, was also shocked by what happened suddenly.

At the same time, all Mu Cang fans who watched the live broadcast through the Husha platform also exploded.

There was a barrage of barrages for a while.

"Assassin! It's an assassin!"

"Good guy, there are assassins in this day and age!"

"Who is he, and why is he leading Teng Yun Jia Wu?"

"I understand, this assassin is a superpower!"

"What should I do? What should I do! My Cang Dian is just an ordinary person! Someone come and save him!"

"It can't be saved. Didn't you see that the assassin is not even afraid of a gun?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuah my Cangdian!"

Not to mention the large number of viewers watching the live broadcast.

At this time in the car, Mu Cang changed his mind, opened his eyes and looked at Song Di beside him, and wrote lightly: "Get rid of him."

Song Di chuckled: "Master, don't worry!"

After saying that, he opened the door and jumped out, and his figure disappeared in a blur.

Because the speed was so fast, people watching the live broadcast could only see an afterimage flash by.

Netizens who watched the scene immediately became noisy.

"It's so fast. What's going on?"

"Yeah, who is that? So fast? Who is he?"

"Is he also a superpower?"

"Super speed?!"

"No, none of the superpower videos I've seen online are that fast."

"Then who is this person?"

In the convoy.

Seeing that Song Di had already gone out to deal with the assassin, Mu Cang no longer took such trivial matters to his heart.

He turned to look at Wang Nanxun and ordered:

"Wait--\u003e\u003e

After the canonization ceremony is over, you can find a suitable address to set up a life science research institute. I will be useful. "

"Institute of Life Sciences?"

Wang Nanxun was confused.

"That's right."

Mu Cang touched his chin, "I'm a little curious about superpowers and want to study them carefully."

Wang Nanxun nodded: "Disciple, I understand."

But he said outside the car.

"How brave!"

Song Di shouted loudly and crossed a hundred meters in one step.

He gathered his strength and slapped him against the strong wind.

Bang!

Right in the face of Wang Biao.

With a muffled sound, the turbulent wind field immediately collapsed.

Bang! Bang!

Wang Biao's face was bruised and his body was covered with wind. He pierced through the two-story viaduct and was blown to the road below by Song Di.

On the bridge, the driver who was still in a daze heard Mu Cang's cold voice:

"Let's go, don't delay the enthronement ceremony."

The driver nodded and drove away immediately, and other accompanying vehicles also started to leave.

Lulu in the helicopter in the sky breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the screen:

"Okay, it's safe. A little brother shot the assassin away."

Screen barrage:

"Who is that little brother?"

"He is so handsome."

"He must be the bodyguard of the prince's palace."

"It should be."

"Sure enough, good looks will attract good looks!"

At this time, the audience watching in front of the TV, computer and mobile phone were all shocked.

Wow!

So dramatic!

There is such a powerful person in front of the prince who has always been low-key.

On the road under the viaduct.

Wang Biao covered his face and looked up at the faraway convoy with gritted teeth, his face full of resentment.

Through the air perception, he could clearly "see" Mu Cang sitting in the car, and after glancing at him indifferently, he turned his head and ignored him with a contemptuous expression.

"Damn it!"

The anger in Wang Biao's heart burned more and more, the ferocious look on his face became more intense, and his eyes became colder, like a wolf driven mad, with a surging hatred.

He immediately turned his head and glared at Song Di, who was leisurely in the distance, and roared: "Who are you? Are you a running dog of the Secret Service? How dare you ruin my business!"

Wang Biao was puzzled.

If it was the new human traitors in the Secret Service, he should know.

But he had never seen Song Di before.

But if it was a martial artist...

He was so young, it was impossible to be so strong!

You should know that in addition to superpowers, Wang Biao was also a martial arts genius.

Now he has just passed the age of twenty, and he has already stepped into the realm of marrow washing and blood exchange.

Therefore, Wang Biao knew the difficulty of the martial arts path.

Song Di, who was not even an adult in his teens, could not be very strong even if he was a martial artist.