The group’s sprinting footsteps traveled particularly lightly through the onslaught of rain. They arrived at the church very shortly. Liu Long didn’t draw near—supernatural senses were remarkable and the enemy might sense them if they approached too close.1

He raised his hand without a word!0

Those behind him swiftly set up an attack formation, assembled a miniature cannon, and loaded it with ammunition. A machine gun was also erected while someone burrowed into a nearby house. Everything was conducted in a methodical manner and all was ready within a minute.0

The entire process was startlingly quiet. There was no need for loud commands as this troop had supported Liu Long in previous supernatural hunts. They were so discreet that not many knew he had trusted followers outside of the law enforcement team that dared kill supernaturals for him.0

Liu Long’s tall and bulky figure looked toward the church in the distance. His eyes cut through the rain with a frosty glint. Supernaturals were hard to kill—he and his men may not be able to kill that many even with an ambush. However, he wasn’t...0