After Yang Yifeng finished speaking, he vanished instantly from where he stood.
The moment Yang Yifeng disappeared, Chen Biao and the others felt a tightness in their throats, followed by a blur before their eyes, and then came the screams of several policemen nearby.
When they turned around, two policemen were already writhing in pain on the ground, their arms twisted in an unnatural way, clearly having been broken by someone.
So fast!
At that moment, Chen Biao and the others were filled with extreme fear, terrified by Yang Yifeng to the point of losing their souls. Without thinking further, they raised their guns and started firing wildly in the direction where Yang Yifeng might be!
Bang bang bang!
Inside the factory building, the walls were suddenly pocked with flying debris in a state of chaos, but amidst this hail of bullets, Yang Yifeng seemed like a lone ghost, moving effortlessly like the wind, the dense barrage of bullets seemingly posing no threat to him at all.