"If that's the case, then Barrios must have notified Golat!"
Ines Fu said in a deep voice.
"We have to act now, Pope, stay here. Yueyue, Yingying, co with , let's rescue the hostages first!"
Yang Tian said, then quickly headed up the mountain.
Wu Yue and Ling Ying swiftly followed.
"Pope, should we follow them up?"
Muric asked.
Ines Fu thought for a mont and said, "No need, Yang is a skilled fighter from Huaxia, he should be able to handle those bandits. We just need to block the routes on this mountain. We are also waiting for the reporters, and we absolutely cannot let Alaba's bandits escape!"
"Yes!"
Muric nodded, and at once led five disciples towards the back mountain.
The remaining disciples split into three groups, one stayed with the Pope waiting for the reporters, while the other two headed towards the other two mountain paths.
At this ti, Yang Tian, along with Wu Yue and Ling Ying, arrived at the factory.
There were over thirty Chinese people from Chinese Street, all running restaurants and various specialty shops. They were being escorted by ard n towards the back mountain.
"What's happening? Why are you kidnapping us?"
In the crowd, an elderly Chinese man, while being escorted, angrily asked.
"You Chinese are parasites in our country, oppressing us by being here!"
A xican man coldly replied and approached the elderly man.
"What are you doing? I tell you, we are citizens of Huaxia. If you dare mistreat us, your country's laws will severely punish you, and our country won't let you go easily either!"
The elderly Chinese man, wearing glasses and looking cultured, was a university professor. He was visiting relatives when the Alaba gang caught people in Chinese Street.
"Laws? We are above the law!"
The xican man said coldly and pushed the elderly man hard.
The elderly man nearly stumbled and fell.
This made the elderly man furious. He stood up and angrily said, "I tell you, I am a professor at a xican university. If I disappear, the university will investigate, and you won't escape justice!"
"A university professor? No wonder you're so defiant!"
The man sneered, raised the gunstock, and hit the elderly man hard on the forehead.
Boom!
The elderly man fell to the ground, blood seeping from his forehead. He saw stars, but rose up with scholarly pride, saying angrily, "I refuse to move now, kill if you dare!"
"You think I won't kill you? You vampires from Huaxia oppress our people, we've wanted to kill you for ages!"
The man raised his gun and pulled the trigger.
But at that mont, a gale swept through.
The crowd was blown unsteady.
A man appeared before the xican man, firmly gripping his gun, and coldly said, "Repeat what you just said."
"Who are you?"
Seeing the man suddenly appear before him, the xican man's face changed.
The surrounding xican n stopped, raised their guns, pointing at the man.
"I'm Yang Tian. Your leader Golat didn't tell you?"
Yang Tian said coldly.
"Yang Tian..."
The man's face changed drastically, instinctively pulling the trigger.
Bam!
A shot rang out.
A bullet was fired from the barrel.
But at this mont, Yang Tian acted.
He ran Spiritual Breath through his palm and struck heavily.
The gun in the man's hand shattered before it could fire a bullet.
Yang Tian's powerful Palm Force struck the man's chest.
Crack!
The man spouted blood, flying backward.
Yang Tian's strike shattered his internal organs.
The man, pale and bloodless, his eyes widening, spewed black blood and died.
"Ali has been killed by him!"
The surrounding n were in an uproar.
They hadn't expected Yang Tian to kill as soon as he arrived.
Each raised their guns, ready to kill Yang Tian and his companions.
"Attack, we'll cleanse this place with blood!"
Yang Tian glanced at the fallen elderly man, coldly speaking.
"Yes!"
Cold voices responded.
Wu Yue and Ling Ying descended from the treetops, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Kill!"
Ling Ying wielded a Magical Treasure, rushing into the crowd.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Spirit Talismans flew from the Magical Treasure, hitting the crowd.
These Spirit Talismans exploded on contact with people.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions resounded.
Ling Ying swiftly moved through the crowd, reclaiming souls.
Wu Yue didn't use Spirit Talismans; she drew her Spirit Sword, slashing, sending Sword Flowers into the crowd.
Where Sword Flowers reached, n fell dead imdiately.
Originally thirty or so Alaba gang mbers, after Wu Yue and Ling Ying's attack, only one remained.
The man's face was pale, his eyes full of terror.
He suddenly knelt before Yang Tian, begging, "Please let go..."
Yang Tian helped the elderly man up, ran Spiritual Breath into him, quickly stopping the bleed, asking, "Elder, how do you feel now?"
"My wound doesn't hurt anymore. Who are you?"
The elderly man raised his head, stared tightly at Yang Tian.
Other hostages also stared tightly at the three.
"We ca from Huaxia..."
Yang Tian calmly said, then turned to the remaining Alaba man, "I'll give you a chance, kneel and apologize to them, and I'll let you leave a whole corpse."
"Ah..."
The Alaba man's face turned terrified, trembling all over.
Under Yang Tian's cold gaze, he crawled over, kneeling before the elderly man, pleading, "We were wrong, shouldn't have kidnapped you, please let go..."
"Good."
Yang Tian nodded, ran Spiritual Breath, and struck heavily.
The Alaba man shattered, eyes wide, blood flowing from his eyes, he fell, dead.
All around was deathly silent.
The Chinese nervously watched Yang Tian, "Killing them, xican law will investigate..."
"Don't worry, we'll handle it. You should go down the mountain to find the Pope, let him escort you back."
Yang Tian calmly said.
"Yang, there are only thirty bodies here, but before we went up the mountain we detected fifty bandits!"
Ling Ying ca over, suddenly saying.
"Oh?"
Yang Tian ran Divine Sense into the factory, finding it empty, then scanned downhill, quickly discovering a group of bandits rushing toward the Pope. Their guns were drawn, while the disciples had already split into three groups to ambush the other mountain paths. At this point, Ines Fu was alone and vulnerable. Seeing this, Yang Tian smirked coldly, "Golat has guts, using hostages to lure us away, then assassinating the Pope. This cri alone is enough for Golat to die without a whole body!"
Saying this, Yang Tian swiftly headed downhill...
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