"Viper—"
"Scorpion—"
As the two black-clothed men screamed, the one-eyed black-clothed man shouted in shock.
The one-eyed black-clothed man stared fixedly at Shen Lang, completely disbelieving that Shen Lang could not only evade the assassination attempts of his two subordinates but also quickly break their wrists.
This guy is no simple character.
With this thought, the one-eyed black-clothed man drew a three-edged military dagger from his back and attacked Shen Lang like a ferocious beast.
Seeing the one-eyed black-clothed man make his move, Shen Lang's expression shifted slightly.
The two black-clothed men were not masters, but the one-eyed one definitely was.
An expert's move reveals their skill.
Shen Lang could feel the terrifying killing intent emanating from the one-eyed black-clothed man.
However, this only made Shen Lang more excited.
The next second, the three-edged military dagger in the one-eyed black-clothed man's hand stabbed rapidly towards Shen Lang's heart, but it was blocked by Shen Lang's protective aura. In the instant the one-eyed black-clothed man was shocked, Shen Lang gripped his wrist tightly and then kicked up a military dagger that had fallen to the ground from the two earlier men.
With the three-edged military dagger in hand, Shen Lang's momentum surged, and he attacked quickly.
"Ah—"
Shen Lang's speed was too fast. Although the one-eyed black-clothed man sensed danger, his wrist was locked by Shen Lang, making it impossible to break free.
In a flash, with lightning speed, Shen Lang directly pierced the one-eyed black-clothed man's right wrist with the three-edged military dagger.
Instantly, the one-eyed black-clothed man collapsed to the ground, his screams echoing.
"Boss—"
Seeing their leader heavily injured, the two black-clothed men on the ground shouted and surprisingly lunged at Shen Lang.
They swung their uninjured arms, punching heavily towards Shen Lang's face, but their speed was far too slow in Shen Lang's eyes.
The moment they attacked, Shen Lang's fists had already shot out, striking their chests with immense force, shattering their ribs. They spat out blood and fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
"This guy's combat strength seems even more terrifying than Tang Wuzui described."
Qin Lian Yue, standing nearby, watched this scene with a shocked expression and said, "My elder brother is hailed as a once-in-a-century genius, but when he was this age, he was probably not as good as Shen Lang."
As Qin Lian Yue was still in shock, a vehicle from the Martial Guard Bureau arrived. Then, a young woman in special equipment, carrying a submachine gun, leaped out of the car, leading seven or eight guards as they surrounded the three black-clothed men.
"Mr. Shen, it's you?"
Seeing the three black-clothed men severely injured, the young woman showed a look of surprise. However, when she saw Shen Lang beside them, her surprise deepened.
This young woman was none other than Yu Youwei from Gu Qinghan's office.
"Oh, it's Weiwei."
Looking at Yu Youwei, Shen Lang smiled and said, "Long time no see, you're becoming more heroic and capable, more beautiful. Have you found a boyfriend yet?"
"What?"
Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, the seven or eight guards following Yu Youwei widened their eyes.
They were new recruits who had joined the Martial Guard this year, not yet completing a full year, all still in their probationary period.
They followed Yu Youwei and knew her personality well; she was formidable, domineering, and their training was almost to the death.
These men privately called Yu Youwei "she-devil" and "Queen of Spades," and they all spoke of her with dread, but they never expected that Shen Lang would not only be unafraid but would tease her like he was talking to a neighbor's younger sister.
However, what they found even more unbelievable was that in response to Shen Lang's teasing, Yu Youwei did not fly into a rage but instead showed a girlish shyness and said, "Mr. Shen, you flatter me. I don't have a boyfriend yet."
Saying this, Yu Youwei smiled boldly and added, "Why don't you introduce one to me? My requirements aren't high, just as excellent as you, Mr. Shen."
"That's not a high requirement?"
Shen Lang chuckled at her words. "Even one-thousandth of my excellence is hard to find in the world, let alone someone as excellent as me. If you look for a boyfriend with this standard, you might end up alone forever."
"Then what should I do? How about giving me your genes, and I'll clone one?"
Yu Youwei enjoyed joking with Shen Lang, she said.
"That could work, but cloning is illegal, isn't it?"
Shen Lang laughed. "It seems you're destined to be without a man as excellent as me."
"Alas, that is truly a regrettable matter. I suppose I'll just have to focus on catching bad guys and not dream of romance."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Yu Youwei let out a carefree laugh and said, "You were the one who injured these three men, right?"
"Yes—"
Shen Lang smiled. "Do you need me to accompany you back to the Martial Guard Bureau to make a statement?"
"That won't be necessary."
Yu Youwei waved her hand and smiled. "These three were shooting at Nanling Airport. The command center's surveillance has captured it in real-time. You injured them acting bravely in defense of justice, a great deed. We'll take them back for interrogation."
After speaking, Yu Youwei called out to the seven or eight guards, "Arrest them all and take them away. Remember to bring their discarded guns and weapons."
"Yes—"
Hearing Yu Youwei's orders, the seven or eight guards immediately stepped forward, quickly apprehended the three black-clothed men, handcuffed them, and put them into the vehicle.
"Mr. Shen, thank you. I'll head back to the Martial Guard Bureau now. I'll contact you if I have time."
Yu Youwei looked at Shen Lang, a hint of reluctance in her voice.
"Alright—"
Shen Lang smiled. "If I have time, I'll visit the Martial Guard Bureau to have tea and chat with you."
"It's a deal."
Yu Youwei knew Shen Lang would also be going to see Gu Qinghan at the Martial Guard Bureau, but she was happy nonetheless and said.
With that, Yu Youwei turned to leave.
However, the moment Yu Youwei turned, Shen Lang's eyes caught a thin red line on her fair neck.
"Don't go—"
Shen Lang grabbed Yu Youwei's hand and shouted.
"What's wrong?"
Startled by Shen Lang's sudden shout, Yu Youwei was flustered and said.
"Weiwei, do you trust me?"
Looking at Yu Youwei, Shen Lang said with a serious expression.
"Of course—"
Yu Youwei didn't understand why Shen Lang was asking this, but in her impression, Shen Lang had always been a very reliable person, so she instinctively nodded and replied.
"Good. Since you trust me, then you must listen carefully to what I'm about to say, and don't be scared."
Shen Lang looked at Yu Youwei and dropped a bombshell, saying, "You are going to die."