Qin Xiangdong's head was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, still faintly oozing blood.
When the boss had entered the second phase, he couldn't withstand it either and had passed out on the spot, hitting his head against the curb and bleeding profusely.
At that moment, Wang Yunxiao was fully focused on the enemy in front of him and didn't notice the situation behind him. In fact, by that time, the police officers and regular army soldiers within a hundred meters had already been overwhelmed, even including his Second Squad of the Special Service Section, which had been completely wiped out, leaving only a few elite squads still struggling with the enemy.
This was fortunate to be at noon, when the light was at its strongest, exerting powerful suppression on the flesh monsters summoned by the cultists; they were almost at critical health as soon as they appeared, allowing for an exchange of blows.