The crowd had not yet recovered from the shock of the Water Dragon's appearance when police sirens sounded from outside the house.
Xia Yan furrowed her brows, checked the breath of several men in black, and found that they were all dead.
"If they were experts above the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, this level of attack shouldn't have killed four experts in an instant," Xia Yan was puzzled, but before she could think further, a bunch of police officers swarmed in from outside. The leader was not very familiar to Xia Yan, but they had crossed paths before.
"Officer Liu, what do you mean by this?" Xia Yan walked toward the short and rugged-faced officer with a cold expression.
Because Xia Yan was taller than most women, standing in front of the short Officer Liu, she was half a head taller than him.
So, naturally, Xia Yan's gaze became one of looking down.
