Shangjing, Xingyan Special Economic Zone, the second office building of the Ministry of State Security.

Behind the automatic doors with various detection instruments, in the lobby on the first floor, which seemed to be laxly guarded, but was actually heavily guarded, a young man with short ear-length hair sat in a seat in the waiting area, staring intently at the ASUS laptop in front of him.

Eleven hours and 47 minutes ago, a video appeared on major video websites and social media in the United States, and in less than two hours, it spread to every country connected to the Internet in the world, even in China, which strictly regulates foreign network information.

Almost every follower was shocked by the content of the video, and after repeated viewing, it continued to retweet, and after five hours, the total number of hits of this video has exceeded 100 million, during which the video website server was paralyzed.

And the reason why young people are sitting here is also because of the appearance of this video.

In the video, heart-pounding sirens mingle with low-frequency police sirens to shatter the silence of the night.

Brilliant police lights and ultra-high-power police spotlights make the streets of downtown Cleveland as bright as day, and in the inconspicuous part of the picture, you can vaguely see several sneaky black people fleeing, rolling and crawling, and fleeing in the wilderness.

Viewers who have seen the horror between life and death can see that they are fleeing for their lives.

The young policeman bent his knees slightly, standing behind the door of a police car, holding a police pistol with both hands on the door of the car, in a shooting pose, he was like a frightened kitten, shouting Miranda warning in a trembling voice: "You, you have the right to be silent, if you don't ......"

People who don't know the actual situation may think that this is the norm when the police arrest suspects, but those who are familiar with the Cleveland police style will know that this scene is extremely abnormal.

"Shut up! Damn it! Neil Walter, shut up and be silent! The middle-aged police officer standing behind the car door on the other side—who looked like he was the young cop's partner or boss—shouted in a deep voice, "Reinforcements will be coming soon, if you want to die in the line of duty, please don't bother me!" Damn it! What's that in the back, is it a drone? No, leave it alone, don't move! ”

As soon as the words fell, red and blue flashing lights lit up in all directions in the distance, countless police cars completely blocked the street intersection, the fully armed SWAT with only a pair of eyes showed quickly occupied the favorable terrain, the sound of wings roaring in mid-air, two helicopters hovered above, and searchlights converged on the protagonist like stage lights.

It was a cold and touching oriental beauty, she was wearing a thin trench coat that had become heavy due to blood, the hem of her clothes hanging to the ground, and the eight-sided Han sword in her hand were dripping with blood.

The scarlet splashed to the ground, like raindrops into the sea, and disappeared in an instant.

For at her feet, thick blood and countless corpses had covered the streets—uncounted, because none of them were intact.

The negotiator in a suit and leather shoes, sweating from his forehead, saw this purgatory-like scene, and his limbs went limp, and the megaphone could only sound meaningless syllables for him.

After more than five sniper teams took up positions in the surrounding high-rise buildings, the highest-ranking commander on the scene raised a loudspeaker and shouted: "Ma'am, immediately put down your weapons and get down on your knees with your hands in your hands, this is an ultimatum!" ”

But the Oriental Beauty did not put down the eight-sided Han Sword in her hand, she slowly raised her head and closed her eyes, as if she was listening carefully.

One SWAT team with blast shields received the order and began to move towards the place where the searchlights converged, while the other team unfolded in reverse arrows at their sides and behind them, their assault rifles fully loaded, the crosshairs of the five Police Marksman scopes converged in one place, and the snipers held their breath and pulled the trigger with their index fingers.

The imminent tension lasted only a few seconds before it was shattered by a whizzing Stinger missile.

After the sky lit up with a dazzling flame, it instantly turned into a full-blown explosion.

The wreckage of one helicopter swirled downward, the other immediately climbed and maneuvered and released jamming bombs, five snipers pulled the trigger at the same time, and dozens of long guns and short guns blocking the street also opened fire at the same time, mostly in the direction of the street, but also in the direction of the Stinger missiles.

Despite the commander's hoarse roars, only the well-trained SWAT team complied with orders, while the patrolmen who received the order to come for reinforcements reacted immediately after being strongly stimulated, and did not regain control of their bodies until the magazine was empty.

The smoke of gunpowder was vaguely visible in the air, the flames withered at the muzzles of many guns, and the corpses lying in the streets were further torn apart by the metal storm, and the scene of the blood mist rising could make all who had not witnessed the war of overheated weapons vomit bile.

But the corpses lying on the ground only broke into pieces and did not increase.

The sword-wielding woman, who should have been beaten into a sieve, had made a move before the Stinger missile hit the helicopter, and she was like a ghost, shuttling through the night when the searchlight had not completely dispelled, like a ghost that could not be caught by no entity, and her position and trajectory would have been almost impossible to observe with the naked eye without the sparks from the blade of the sword.

At the same time, a convoy of heavily armored bulletproof armor rushed into the flock like a wild ox.

Immediately after the car door opened, several groups of armed men rushed out, they were fully armed, similar to SWAT but without any signs and logos on their bodies, and after getting out of the car, they faced the questioning of the Cleveland police, they raised their guns without saying a word, and answered with bullets.

The SWAT officers immediately turned their guns, the snipers immediately switched targets, and the two sides engaged in a brutal duel in the crowded lane.

In the rain of gunsmoke and bombs, a cold light fell from the sky.

The sword-wielding woman, who quietly departed, rejoins the fray, but the blade is directed at the mysterious armed forces that attack the police.

The streets of the three-way scuffle show a big scene that the world's top special effects team can't make.

The sound of explosions shattered the sky around the field of vision, and suddenly, the picture fell into darkness.

It appears that the drone that filmed the battle was destroyed in the heat of the battle, and only this video, which was uploaded to the cloud at the same time, has been preserved.

"Mr. Yang."

A gentle and resolute male voice came, and a middle-aged man in a jacket and a white shirt stood behind the young man at some point, he looked no more than thirty years old, but his hair was mostly gray.

The young man was visibly stunned for a moment, then closed the screen, got up and turned back, and stood up habitually.

After his gaze fell on the visitor, the young man grinned.

"Hello." She said with a smile, pausing again.

“…… Actually, I'm a woman. ”