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Chaotic Battle 62: 62.

Chaotic Battle The ground was littered with corpses and firearms, Lu Li picked up an AKM and continued to advance toward the depths of the factory.

Immersed in “Sitar Wave” every day, Lu Li was getting closer and closer to the true state of “Zuowang”.

Not only was the power of his Spirit growing stronger, able to entrap people like a python, but his Five Senses were also becoming increasingly sharp.

Despite being in an unfamiliar factory, he could sense the enemies ahead well in advance.

At this moment, he came to a corner.

Lu Li’s ears twitched, and he stopped in his tracks, pulling out a lead pencil and waiting for 3 seconds before launching it with his Spirit.

Almost simultaneously, a drug trafficker holding a gun stepped out from around the corner, unwittingly catching the flying lead pencil with his throat.

The collaboration was perfect, leaving the trafficker baffled in death.

After walking for about three minutes, he arrived at an iron door guarded by two armed sentinels.

With the AKM in hand, Lu Li looked very much like one of their own from a distance.

The guards were a beat too slow to react, just about to raise their guns and challenge him when two ballpoint pens had already pierced their eyeballs.

The tips of the pens plunged deep into their brains, and the two guards collapsed to the floor without a sound.

Chaotic voices came from behind the iron door, suggesting there were quite a few people inside.

Lu Li pulled back the bolt of the AKM, confirming the bullets were chambered, and pushed the door to sneak in.

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Behind the door was a massive workshop, roughly the size of four basketball courts side by side, and three stories tall.

On the left side, the area was stacked with mountains of opium, which many drug traffickers were busy packaging.

On the right side, a group of people was fiddling with various brands and models of drones.

Under the direction of a short, fat man, they were strapping 2.5-liter cola bottles to the drones and launching them.

This short, fat man was “Soup Maker” Santiago, currently testing the drug-smuggling capabilities of drones.

Opium trade in Moxico was rampant, primarily because it bordered the world’s largest opium consumer market.

The population of Star Alliance Country made up only 5% of the world, but it accounted for 60% of opium consumption.

Faced with such a huge market, Santiago, a drug trafficker with innovative ideas, naturally had to consider modernized drug trafficking methods.

Air transport, especially using drones, was of paramount importance.

Currently, Santiago seemed particularly fond of the DJI series of drones, as those were the ones displayed in front of him.

Just then, Lu Li pushed the door open, and the iron door made a creaking sound, drawing everyone’s attention.

“Who are you!?” Santiago’s fat face was full of confusion—how did a stranger suddenly pop up in his core area!

How did he get in?

What about all the men out front?

Still, he was no fool.

In the next second, he pulled out a gun and shouted, “Kill him!”

A crowd immediately drew their various firearms, and the room was filled with the sounds of safeties being disengaged and bolts being pulled.

But Lu Li had already entered the “Meditation” state and had pulled the trigger, and the AKM immediately spat out flames!

One by one, the enemies who were slowly raising their guns exploded into blooms of blood, their faces slowly contorting in pain as they toppled backward.

Fear and pain caused a few of the shot to clench their triggers tightly as they fell, firing wildly and hitting their own people.

Bullets flew wildly in all directions, drugs powders burst and flew, blurring the vision.

The drug traffickers’ ranks instantly fell into chaos, with curses and cries of pain blending into one.

Lu Li fired more calmly, one by one blasting the enemies into exploding death.

These people were nothing but a mix of thugs and drug traffickers; their performance was quite expected.

But “Soup Maker,” being an executive of the trafficking syndicate, didn’t just have such trash at his disposal.

At this moment, the four big men closest to “Soup Maker” didn’t rush to fire back but instead dove for cover first.

They were all wearing the same military boots, with one particularly agile man wearing an eyepatch standing out.

He immediately pressed down the “Soup Maker” and lunged behind a large metal barrel.

Once concealed, they began their counterattack.

Both men pulled out AKs, only exposing the muzzle from their cover and blindly firing in Lu Li’s general direction.

The threat of fully automatic weapons was enormous, bullets whizzing by causing countless fragments to splatter around, forcing Lu Li to quickly take cover behind a forklift.

In this short amount of time, four men had rapidly communicated their tactics:

“6 o’clock direction, behind the forklift, there’s only one person!”

“Crossfire!”

The one-eyed man gestured and swiftly charged toward a machine tool.

Meanwhile, his teammate showered Lu Li’s position with gunfire, sparks flying everywhere, covering his dash into cover.

Suddenly, Lu Li had to face bullets coming from two different directions.

But that wasn’t all; the other big men in military boots did likewise, swiftly occupying advantageous cover under their teammates’ protection, completely surrounding Lu Li.

And the remaining drug traffickers also came to their senses, shouting and screaming as they joined in the encirclement.

“Is this the legendary ‘pulling the line of fire’?

Professional soldiers, huh...”

Normal people facing this combined attack would definitely be powerless, but Lu Li was calm and composed, conjuring the “Kunlun Mirror” on the spot.

“It’s been a while; come out and get some exercise.”

Lu Li merely confirmed the enemy’s position, then no longer concerned himself with them.

The divine item possessed its own spirit and immediately commenced its assault autonomously.

You could see the copper mirror transform into a shadow swift as lightning, striking the chest of a big man with military boots.

But with a “crack,” bones shattered, his chest caved in, black blood mixed with fragments of his organs spouting from his mouth and nose, killing him instantly!

Originally, the “Kunlun Mirror” only had the might of a brick, but as Lu Li had grown, it had upgraded into a swinging iron hammer!

“What the hell is that?!”

The one-eyed man’s face showed shock, completely unaware of what kind of weapon Lu Li was using.

But the next second, something even more astonishing happened—an AK flew up to the ceiling and began shooting at the crowd from above!

From high above, cover was virtually nonexistent.

Instantly, several people were hit by bullets and fell to the ground bleeding.

A few big men in military boots rolled on the spot, managing to evade the remotely controlled gunfire until the AK ran out of bullets and fell to the ground.

Then, without a pause, Lu Li controlled an MP9 submachine gun to fly above his head, seamlessly continuing to shoot into the crowd.

The “Kunlun Mirror” repeatedly struck, flinging one enemy after another.

The drug traffickers screamed as they fell in droves, too quick to fall into chaos before there were hardly any left alive.

The remaining three big men in military boots wanted to retaliate, but as one of them poked his head out from cover, he was suddenly lifted into the air by an invisible force and slammed to the ground!

His internal organs were jolted into jelly, and he was dead on the spot.

“Bastard!

Beast!”

The one-eyed man’s eyes burst with rage, and he yanked a round grenade from his waist, pinched it for two seconds, then tossed it over.

But before it went far, it bounced back like a ping-pong ball, rolling beside him.

There was a loud explosion, and shrapnel flew in all directions.

The face of the One-eyed Dragon frozen in terror, he was blasted into a piece of flesh, and with the ranks already thin, few remained standing.

As the only surviving big man in military boots had his head smashed by the “Kunlun Mirror,” the drug traffickers’ defeat was sealed.

But at that moment, “Soup Maker” Santiago roared menacingly:

“Monster, die!!!”

He was astonishingly carrying an RPG-7 rocket launcher!

Unfortunately, he locked eyes with Lu Li, whose gaze was shining with the light of the stars.