At this moment, the computer was transmitting real-time footage from the abandoned factory.
Even though the real-time drone footage was silent, people like Zhang Guocheng, Xiaolin, and Wang Yu, as well as Zhou Jinming, the short man, and the young man, were all staring unblinkingly at the screen.
On the screen.
A few men patrolling with rifles seemed to have discovered Lu Li's figure floating in mid-air, pointing at it with expressions of utter horror on their faces.
At this moment, Lu Li pointed a finger, and a beam of light, resembling a laser about two to three inches long, instantly shot out from his fingertip, piercing through a member of the Jalisco Group near the entrance gate with lightning speed.
This Jalisco Group member seemed in disbelief, looking down at his abdomen only to see a charred black area, as if his insides had been scorched!
The penetrating power of the white light was far more than that.
