"The target can withstand bullets, requesting backup, requesting backup..."
"Attack, continue attacking."
"Dada da..."
The scene had descended into chaos, bullets flying everywhere, attempting to kill this invulnerable monster, or at least contain him.
However, the Special Operations Unit had overestimated their capabilities.
Ryan looked at the helicopter in the sky with disgust. He suddenly picked up a large trash can from the roadside and aimed it at the helicopter.
"What does he want to do?"
"Is this guy going to throw a trash can at the helicopter?"
The Special Operations personnel in the helicopter showed strange expressions, finding the scene incredibly absurd.
But soon, they saw the trash can flying towards them like a cannonball, sending chills down their spines.
"Jump quickly..."
Finally, someone's voice was heard, followed by an ear-splitting explosion that made the people inside the helicopter deafening. The helicopter began to spin wildly, emitting strange noises, and sparks flew everywhere inside the cabin.
Some quick-thinking Special Operations personnel jumped out before the helicopter was hit by the trash can.
However, they had no parachutes, and even if they did, the height was too low for them to deploy them.
So, some Special Operations personnel broke their legs, while others were directly killed.
But more fell along with the out-of-control helicopter. Although it didn't catch fire, the helicopter was reduced to a pile of scrap metal, and the number of survivors inside was still unknown.
However, not long after, a large number of Special Operations personnel appeared from the rear. Upon their arrival, they picked up shields and weapons, forming a shield wall in front.
"Stop!"
"Halt!"
"Open fire!"
"Dada da..."
Countless bullets poured towards Ryan ahead.
Although Ryan could withstand bullets, he was not invincible.
Sensing the danger ahead, Ryan stomped on the ground with a bang, cracking the concrete. Ryan then shot into the air like a rocket.
"Be careful!"
The people behind the shield wall shouted.
Before their voices faded, Ryan descended from the sky, landing in the crowd, shattering the shield wall. Then came heart-wrenching screams.
These Special Operations personnel could handle ordinary thugs, but they were no match for Ryan.
Even the previous Ryan would have been too much for them.
The scene was bloody, and no one present could withstand Ryan's attack.
Previously, Ryan had only displayed his invulnerability, and now he began to showcase his speed. The Special Operations personnel couldn't even aim at him, let alone attack him.
Powerful weapons might have had a chance against Ryan, but the Special Operations unit didn't have them, and even if they did, they wouldn't dare use them in such a place.
Just as everyone felt despair, they saw six people in strange, uniform attire appear from nowhere. Each holding a long sword, they advanced a few steps and landed in front of the Special Operations personnel.
"Special Affairs Department is on duty. All personnel, leave immediately and seal off the area from the perimeter, allowing no one in or out."
A man with a square face took out a badge and handed it to the leader of the Special Operations Unit, ordering him.
"Yes, sir."
The leader of the Special Operations Unit immediately withdrew with the injured. The Special Affairs Department was involved, meaning this was beyond their jurisdiction.
"This person may be possessed. Form the Six-Harmony Sword Formation to eliminate him."
The square-faced man gave the order, and the six sword-wielders surrounded Ryan.
"Attack!"
Six long swords simultaneously struck Ryan.
A series of clanging sounds echoed as the six swords were deflected. Bullets couldn't harm Ryan, and neither could these swords.
Only the square-faced man managed to inflict a tiny scratch on Ryan's arm.
"The enemy is tough. Do not engage him head-on."
The square-faced man, no longer as confident as when he first arrived, now showed a trace of composure.
"Reform the Six-Harmony Sword Formation."
With another command, the Six-Harmony Sword Formation adopted a different tactic, no longer clashing head-on with Ryan but engaging him in a struggle to prevent him from breaking free.
A flurry of sparks flew.
The tips of the six swords struck Ryan's body, emitting a clinking sound that was nauseating, making one's teeth ache, as if they were hitting steel, not a human body.
Ryan, surrounded, showed no panic. He reached out with his empty hand and grabbed one of the swords, then twisted his arm to the right.
With a bang!
The long sword was twisted into pieces by him.
The swordsman's arm was also bent by the force, reducing the six swords to five.
The Six-Harmony Sword Formation was instantly broken by Ryan, shocking the square-faced man.
The Special Affairs Department was an ancient organization established by the government specifically to deal with targets or powerful enemies that ordinary Special Operations units couldn't handle.
They had always been successful, with few failures. Unexpectedly, this time the Special Affairs Department had encountered a formidable opponent.
"Change weapons!"
"No time!"
"Attack his vital points together!"
The Special Affairs personnel replaced their long swords and took out a variety of miscellaneous items, including hidden weapons, knives, whips, and even poisons.
However, they were unaware that Ryan was a monster created by the Holy Temple, impervious not only to bullets but also to poison.
Ryan was unafraid of any number of hidden weapons or poisons. The hidden weapons couldn't even penetrate his defense, and poisons had no effect on him.
"Teleportation and binding ropes."
The square-faced man said, then threw a punch at Ryan, preparing for close combat.
Meanwhile, the other Special Affairs personnel took out grappling hooks attached to ropes and swung them at Ryan.
"Together!"
Seeing their hooks take hold, the faces of several Special Affairs personnel lit up with joy. They immediately pulled hard on the grappling hooks, intending to bind Ryan.
These grappling hooks and ropes were likely specially made, tougher than steel cables, and would automatically bind the target.
Soon, these grappling hooks and ropes bound Ryan's legs. Just as the Special Affairs personnel began to show a hint of joy, they sensed an extremely terrifying danger.
"Release!"
The square-faced man shouted in panic.
But it was too late.
Ryan, bound by the ropes, smiled eerily at them, then grabbed the grappling hooks on his body and yanked them hard.
The six Special Affairs personnel were simultaneously dragged towards Ryan...