Two minutes after the explosion, before the star fruit could recover from its terrible "unexpected experience", a police drone flew to the scene.

It is lowered to a height of two meters, and the first time it is photographed and scanned of the faces of everyone present. If the bracelet is worn, the information is also entered into it. Therefore, Li Qingyan did not leave, but asked the star fruit to sit back, and he stood in front of her.

After one attack, ordinary people usually let their guard down because of the "aftermath", and this is a good opportunity to launch a second attack. He knew this, so he was still on guard. His spiritual power enveloped the whole field, and no one's "luck" within twenty meters of him could escape his surveillance.

After another three minutes, two cars arrived. One was a police car from the Public Security Bureau, and the other appeared to be a civilian car. But the two people who jumped out of the civilian car were wearing black jade rings, and a little bit of gold was faintly visible - they were from the Sect Dao Bureau.

Li Qingyan saw how the "accident" happened.

He recognized the man who cut the gas canister with his bare hands, but he wasn't familiar with it. Yesterday, when star fruit walked into the courtyard of the street office, I saw two old people playing Go. One of them was surnamed Wang, and the man was his son, named Wang Rucheng. The father-son relationship is not good, and the reasons are complex. The owner of the "Veteran Xiaolongbao" actually knew it too—of course, but he only knew that there was such a person.

Wang Rucheng is also considered a monk, level seven. But Li Qingyan now doesn't think that this is just an accident caused by Wang Rucheng. The so-called "accident" may just be a weapon.

Although the accident was caused by a monk, it was unusual for two members of the sect bureau to arrive so quickly. Li Qingyan thought that maybe it was Old Man Wang who called the police first.

Two of the five police officers of the Public Security Bureau began to pull the cordon first, and the remaining three asked the frightened people about the situation—when they got out of the car, they saw Li Qingyan's white bracelet and left him with the people of the Zongdao Bureau.

So the two ring-wearing ones vigilantly walked two steps in front of Li Qingyan and stopped. Before he could speak, Li Qingyan had already said, "I am the coordinator here." I just witnessed what happened, so I'm waiting here. ”

He reached out and slowly took out the black leather ID card from his trouser pocket and showed it to the two of them: "My ID." ”

The two Sect Dao Bureau monks stared at the documents carefully, and their faces softened slightly. One of them stepped forward: "Okay, cooperate." ”

Li Qingyan spread his hands.

So the monk reached out and grabbed it gently beside him, then held his breath.

- There is no remnant of spiritual power around him. The monk breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression finally relaxed. He looked at Li Qingyan: "The coordinator of the demon clan? What just happened?"

Look at the star fruit again.

"She came to dinner with me. Li Qingyan said, "Just now a person walked to the front of this store and quarreled with the boss for a few words, and then cut the gas canister open - this is what happened." ”

The monk thought for a moment, "You're the coordinator of this area—do you know that person?"

The other walked to the door of the xiaolongbao shop after listening to his words, and reached out to probe the remnants of spiritual power there. Oh Qing turned his face to the monk in front of Li Qingyan and nodded: "He is right. ”

"I kind of recognize it. But this matter ......," Li Qingyan thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "You'd better report it to the top again." That person's name is Wang Rucheng, and his old man used to be the military minister of the Beishan City Defense District, and he may have just called the police. So...... How to deal with it, it's best to refer to the old man's opinion. ”

The monk was slightly stunned, and then said sincerely, "Thank you for the reminder." ”

But Li Qingyan didn't really want to remind him. He just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible - to sell a favor so he could get out.

However, because of the "kindness" he revealed, the monk became warm with him.

"Contemptible Zhen Duanming, what do you call my brother?"

"Li Qingyan. Li Qingyan turned his face to look at the star fruit - the girl's face was pale, but her hands and feet were no longer shaking. clutched the handkerchief he had given her.

Brother Li took a step to speak. Zhen Duanming reached out and patted him on the shoulder and walked over to him, "You and that old man—"

At this moment, Li Qingyan saw another straight and sharp "tentacle" that appeared on the "luck" of star fruit again!!

He was prepared, he was on guard. But even then, when the tentacle appeared, he was only left with about four seconds to react.

At the first second, he confirmed that Zhen Duanming's face was the same, not like someone who was going to attack them. And the "luck" of other people around is not directly related to star fruit.

The next second, he reconfirmed that there were no light or heavy weapons in the surrounding buildings that could have caused fatal injuries to him or star fruit - none of the five officers were armed with live ammunition pistols, they were carrying tasers. Because in the law enforcement environment of Beishan City, this kind of gun is far better than a live gun.

And even if there are the most heinous criminals, there are still ......

Drone!!

Li Qingyan's eyes glared sharply, staring at the police drone in mid-air not far away. It's been less than half a year since this thing was equipped to the ranks of the Public Security Bureau. It has a semicircular, big belly – inside is the magazine!

And this magazine, and the small-caliber weapons it carries, are specially prepared for uncontrolled demons or low-level monks in the city who may go berserk and hurt people. Although it is still not guaranteed to be foolproof in dealing with those emergencies, it can always greatly reduce police casualties in the early stages of an accident.

Then you can wait until the agents of the Special Intelligence Bureau or the Zongdao Bureau arrive at the scene to deal with tricky scenes that ordinary police officers can't handle.

At the moment when he moved his gaze to the drone, the small-caliber rapid-fire machine gun on board it let out a sharp whistle.

At this time, Zhen Duanming was walking to Li Qingyan's side, between star fruit and the drone. The first bullet hit the back of Zhen Duanming's head—and the monk's body jerked forward and stood firm again. The deformed warhead was embedded in the skull and did not penetrate.

He should be a fifth-level monk—his physical body is already extremely strong. But the second bullet hit the same spot within a hundredth of a second, and finally shot into the monk's head.

The third shot exploded his head, and half of his skull was thrown into the air.

It all happened between lightning and flint - after firing three bullets, the drone suddenly spun like drunk and fell to the ground.

Another sect bureau monk first glared at his colleague's corpse, then at Li Qingyan, and finally at the drone that landed on the ground.

Then he rubbed his hand violently, and the golden light in the black jade ring flew out, flying around him like a headless fly. He crushed something in his hand, and his body immediately glowed with blue light. It's the same as the light on Sister Mandarin Duck that day - as if there is an invisible lamp shining on his head.

“...... What's going on!?" Even though he knew that it wasn't Li Qingyan, the demon clan's ghost, the monk couldn't help but drink him—because he really didn't know who to ask.

Do you want to ask about drones?

A second attack occurred within five minutes - but the star fruit fell for a moment before standing up. It seems that because the previous explosion came suddenly, her panic is what ordinary people should have when facing that situation. And now...... It was the man who was killed.

Headshots.

She'd seen this happen many times, yesterday and the day before yesterday.

Li Qingyan appreciates her courage. He couldn't comfort her, but locked his eyes on a figure on top of a twelve-story building across the street.