The Eternals Who Travel the Worlds

This broadcast sounded in countless police cars.

Police patrol cars one after another began to surround Lu Yan's location.

In addition, the New York Department's SWAT team, the Special Armed Tactical Force, also rushed out and took a helicopter to Fifth Avenue.

Not only that, the man in the suit also applied to be transferred to the Marine Corps.

Because of the authorization from His Majesty the General, the military still complied with the transfer despite expressing doubts.

He went to war over a mere person, but from the perspective of the man in a suit who had seen Lu Yan take action, he still felt a little unstable.

The man in a suit sat in a police car chasing Lu Yan and shook his head. He felt that he was a little too cautious. No matter how powerful he was, he was just one person.

The scene shifts to Fifth Avenue.

Lu Yan was speeding through the streets, turning and jumping around smoothly and elegantly. If someone recorded it, they would probably be called a parkour master.

Lu Yan quickly jumped onto a car parked on the side of the road and turned around to look.

Police cars were blaring their sirens and driving towards Lu Yan crazily, even hitting parked cars.

There was a crazy smile on Lu Yan's face, and he smiled nervously: "Interesting, hahaha."

Checkpoints have been set up in front of the road, and numerous policemen are keeping vigilant aim with their guns.

Lu Yan bit his arm open and used his teeth to remove the bullet stuck in the muscle.

After trying it, he found that this weapon was really very lethal.

Most of the bullets that hit him would not stay in his body and would form a penetrating wound. The penetrating wounds were fine, and only the moment they hit him would affect his movements.

It won't take long for him to recover from this kind of wound.

The more troublesome thing is that the stray bullet is embedded in the flesh and blood. If it is not taken out in time, once the body recovers, if you want to take it out again, you will have to make another wound.

Lu Yan spat out the bullet, and the smell of blood in his mouth completely activated the hidden violence factor in his body.

He jumped off the roof of the car and removed a door with his bare hands.

He held the car door and rushed towards the road checkpoint with strange steps.

"shot!"

Da da da da!

It is different from when a bullet is fired occasionally during a chase.

At this time, Lu Yan was facing a hail of bullets. Even if he tried his best to avoid it, the simple shield of the car door was gradually filled with dense bullet holes.

Lu Yan was still about thirty meters away from the road checkpoint set up by the police.

The car door was severely damaged and it looked like it wouldn't last long.

He simply threw down the car door and used all his strength to perform an unknown set of footwork.

Lu Yan threw the car door down and his speed increased rapidly, his figure was like a ghost.

In the martial arts world, there is a popular saying: teach boxing, not footwork, teach footwork to beat the master.

This shows the importance of footwork.

In modern fighting, the footwork emphasizes briskness, agility, and gracefulness. But the footwork used by Lu Yan at this time is not only a quick and agile way to dodge bullets, but also a part of his overall strength.

Stop suddenly!

The police who were firing non-stop were stunned.

"Oh, God, who the hell is this guy?"

The distance of thirty meters flew by.

Lu Yan jumped into the crowd of police officers.

Like a tiger falling into a flock of sheep, in the eyes of the police, Lu Yan's fists, feet, elbows, knees and other parts of his body were full of danger.

Lu Yan's attacks were simple and fast, and each attack focused on the vulnerable parts of the human body.

In the blink of an eye, Lu Yan beat more than a dozen policemen to death.

At this time, six armed helicopters had gathered in the sky. A rope was thrown from the cabin, and a heavily armed special police officer with SWAT letters on his black clothing followed the rope and performed a tactical rappel from the cabin.

Lu Yan raised his head and looked at these police officers with completely different attire and qualities, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

For a while, Lu Yan was unable to break out of the blockade, and countless police forces were still frantically adding reinforcements to fill the defense line.

"I just need to play a little longer."

He broke the neck of the policeman in his hand and threw the body casually.

Lu Yan turned around and rushed into a nearby building.

Before the landing special tactics troops could rest, bullets from the automatic rifles in their hands poured out towards Lu Yan.

A sniper on the plane aimed at Lu Yan's left leg and shot him.

Lu Yan, who was running at high speed, was shot by a sniper bullet. The huge impact caused him to stagger and fall to the ground.

After Lu Yan rolled around on the ground twice, he slammed his hands on the ground and used his intact right foot to exert force.

It broke through the glass like a spring and entered the building.

When the interception point was set up, the crowd had been dispersed and the whole building was empty.

Lu Yan sat cross-legged behind a counter and took out the bullet still in his body.

His black shirt was full of holes, and he looked like a bloody man.

But if you tear open the top, you will find that most of the skin under the holes is already intact, and a few wounds are also growing wildly with granulation, recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After removing the bullet from his body, Lu Yan changed from sitting to lying down, his chest rising and falling with his breathing.

Several tear gas canisters were thrown at the gate of the building.

The thick smoke spread quickly.

Police gas bombs can not only cause irritation to human eyes and skin, but can even cause respiratory problems.

Although Lu Yan had never seen it, he felt something was wrong as soon as he smelled it.

To deal with the miasma, he tore off a piece of his sleeve, covered his mouth and nose, and hid it quietly behind the counter.

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

Ten members of the special combat forces, armed with automatic rifles and wearing gas masks, entered slowly through the gate.

"The gate is safe, we suspect the target has gone upstairs.over!"

The leading soldier pressed his headset and reported the situation.

Lu Yan hid behind the counter and saw that the soldier was less than half a meter away from him.

Take action brazenly!

A heavy punch hit the soldier's abdomen, knocking him several meters away. A mouthful of blood spurted out, killing him on the spot.

Unlike ordinary police officers, these soldiers reacted extremely quickly. When Lu Yan attacked another team member, they even had time to use their guns to block him.

The remaining eight team members around him poured firepower towards Lu Yan.

Lu Yan bent the rifle with one punch and slashed the soldier's throat with his knife.

Then he avoided the shooting with his body like a slippery loach.

Although the combat literacy of these special tactics units is not low, it still depends on who they are compared with.

At such a close distance, Lu Yan wiped out the entire tactical team at the cost of being shot in his left shoulder.

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Outside the building, countless police cars surrounded the building, sirens blared one after another, and the lights from several armed helicopters in the sky illuminated the entrance of the building into daylight.

A man in a suit stood next to a police car and was answering the phone.

"What are you doing! There is only one person on the other side. You told me that seven SWAT teams have been killed and countless police officers have been injured. Is that guy Superman?" The director of the Department of Homeland Security asked the man in the suit unceremoniously.

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