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Even the aftermath was too much for ordinary people to endure.

The bustling Songjiang District, countless glass facades of office buildings shattered, falling off the buildings like torrents.

"Ah!!" Three girls who had come to stroll by the Songjiang riverside at night screamed as the torrent of glass bared its fangs like a wild beast.

With a whoosh, a blast of air exploded, and a Special Warfare Bureau member swept past, carrying away the three girls.

A piece of glass shrapnel flew like a bullet, grazing her face, leaving a red line.

After setting down the girls, the ground burst open with a bang, and the Special Warfare Bureau member dashed out, charging toward another citizen in danger.

There was no time to comfort these frightened people.

Human figures drew lines through the air, moving back and forth rapidly, continuously rescuing ordinary people from disaster.