78: Chapter 78 Encirclement and Suppression
Looking at the black and white text and the information inside the red box on the computer screen.
Yang Bai was stunned; he had absolutely no idea what was going on.
"Zhou Yanlie, let him go," Yang Bai said coldly.
Zhou Yanlie released his grip, and Hark fell directly to the floor, covering his face and trembling all over.
"Don't kill me, Lord Bai Mu, please spare me. I just wanted to make a quick buck from the chaos; I never intended to frame you!"
Hark said, tears streaming down his face.
Before Yang Bai could ask anything, Chen Jianfeng, who was standing nearby, seemed to sense something and looked up in a certain direction.
Noticing Chen Jianfeng's reaction, Yang Bai immediately expanded his divine sense to scan the surrounding environment.
Within the range of his divine sense, countless mecha dog-head soldiers, carrying machine guns and riot shields, were approaching the office.
Outside the building, there were helicopters, aircraft, and combat units riding flying familiars...
Simply put, Yang Bai was surrounded.
Yang Bai sighed. He had originally intended to ask Hark what this wanted poster was all about.
But now it seemed that this wanted poster was likely real.
Yang Bai swept his gaze across the room and noticed that there seemed to be a safe embedded in the wall on the left side of the room.
"Hark, one last question for you."
Yang Bai leaned in toward Hark, his face cold, and said: "What is the password to that safe?!"
Meanwhile, in an underground hideout somewhere in Zhatie City.
"Two of Dots."
"Pong!"
"You're calling a Pong on that?"
"If I can call a Pong, why wouldn't I? Does anyone want the White Dragon?"
"Pass."
Liu Quan, Mu Ziyu, Zhao Xin, and Ying Sha were sitting together, playing mahjong. On the small table beside them were cigars, fragrant tea, and a series of other luxury items; they were living quite comfortably.
Liu Quan, the Saint of Thieves, considered gambling a basic skill.
Mu Ziyu, the maniacal strategist and crazed advisor, loved any kind of mental game.
Zhao Xin's "Earth Listening" technique had originally been used to listen to dice, and it worked just the same for mahjong.
Ying Sha, captain of the White Jade Capital assassination squad, the number one ghost hand, and the king of a thousand paths.
With these four sitting together, it wasn't just a simple game of cards; it was a clash of wits and cheating techniques.
Mu Ziyu: "Brother Zhao, how do you feel about this looting operation? How many places did you flip?"
Zhao Xin: "Oh, Five of Dots. Not many. Those places looked quite wealthy, but in reality, they were just so-so."
Mu Ziyu: "Hmm, Chow."
Regarding their blatant signaling, Ying Sha and Liu Quan smiled disdainfully.
Liu Quan picked up a tile, rubbed his chin thoughtfully, then tapped it lightly, his thumb sweeping across the face of the tile.
The Three of Dots in his hand instantly transformed into a Two of Bamboo.
"Mahjong!"
Ying Sha grabbed a tile, arranged his mahjong, and laid them out,
"One, two, three of Dots; five, six, seven of Characters; seven, eight, nine of Dots; and a pair of White Dragons."
After showing his hand, Ying Sha rested his chin on his hand and laughed: "Was signaling each other fun? You talked so much nonsense, but you still lost."
"Brother Ying Sha, we lost? I'm afraid your eyesight isn't very good. Does a fake win count as a win?"
Mu Ziyu chuckled and snapped his fingers. The "Six of Characters" in his [Five, Six, Seven of Characters] sequence suddenly changed into a "Seven of Characters."
Since the sequence no longer connected, it naturally didn't count as a win.
Ying Sha's mouth twitched twice. He said angrily: "That's devious, using illusions? When did you do that?"
"Hahaha, it's just that your eyesight is bad," Mu Ziyu chuckled.
"A bet is a bet! Liu Quan, pay up!" Ying Sha waved his hand and added.
"Damn it, why am I the one paying!" Liu Quan's expression turned bitter.
Just as the group was messing around, a divine sense suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.
"Bai Mu is under attack! Return immediately!"
The four looked at each other, and the next second, spiritual power erupted from their bodies as they grabbed their weapons and rushed out of the underground hideout.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish!!!"
"Rumble—"
More than seventy pillars of spiritual power suddenly appeared, and the entire plot of land was blown into the sky.
"Bai Mu, you are surrounded! Immediately release the hostage in your hand and give up resistance!"
On the helicopter, the Law Enforcement Team captain held a microphone and shouted at the New Hope shipping company building.
Through the glass of the building, the Law Enforcement Team captain could see a male dressed in wasteland mechanical gear, who was currently clutching a dog-head person's head and smashing it frantically against the wall.
The methods were cruel, making it unbearable to watch.
"Captain, the Bureau Chief has sent notice. We don't need to worry about the life or death of the hostage. We are authorized to launch an attack directly," a team member nearby said.
Hearing this, the captain gritted his teeth, preparing to give the order for an all-out attack.
Just then, the suspect in his sight released the dog-head person's head, looked at the dog-head mecha soldiers hiding in the corridor, and then made a gesture.
The captain didn't understand Yang Bai's action, but he vaguely felt a bad premonition.
The next second, a massive golden sword shadow appeared in everyone's sight.
The golden sword shadow flashed by, slicing the building in half. The mechanical dog-head soldiers guarding the door were instantly cut in two.
The building collapsed, kicking up huge amounts of dust and smoke. At the same time, the noise of the collapse startled the entire East District.
The Law Enforcement Team captain dodged the attack of falling debris and, looking at the dilapidated scene before him, clicked his tongue:
"A madman, truly a madman! To dare to cause such a scene on Xiju Mining's turf—is he looking to die?"
"Roar, roar, roar, roar!!!"
A massive dragon's roar erupted, its terrifying volume instantly drowning out the sound of the building collapsing.
A humanoid monster wrapped in crimson flames hovered in the air, glaring covetously at the aircraft before charging directly at them.
"Everyone, fire at will! Kill this terrorist completely!!!" The Law Enforcement Team captain grabbed the transmitter and roared loudly.
Yang Bai sat on the sofa, storing the safe he had just chiseled out of the wall into his subspace bracelet.
Chen Jianfeng stood beside Yang Bai, sword in hand, and said earnestly: "Lord Bai Mu, you should leave first. This subordinate will buy you some time."
"Flee? Why would I flee? The people outside have set up layers of encirclement. If I run, wouldn't I lose my momentum? Now, I will just sit here and go nowhere."
Hearing Yang Bai's words, Chen Jianfeng stood there, his face full of guilt, wishing he could slap himself twice.
How could he, a mere subordinate, dare to suggest that the Immortal Lord run away?
Yang Bai waved his hand, rejecting Chen Jianfeng's request, and continued: "Chen Jianfeng, do you remember what you said before you joined me? If you still remember, then show it to me."
Chen Jianfeng knelt on one knee, his expression serious: "Yes, Lord Bai Mu. I said that before I die and my soul dissipates, or my sword shatters and I fall, no one will be able to touch a single hair on your head."
After saying this, Chen Jianfeng plunged his long sword into the ground in front of Yang Bai, and Gengjin Spiritual Power intertwined to form a thick spiritual barrier.
After completing the protective measures, Chen Jianfeng drew his gengjin spiritual sword and charged toward the damned Law Enforcement Team forces.
Although Yang Bai looked calm, he was actually panicking inside. He never thought he would have a day where he would be encircled by the official Law Enforcement Team.
Yang Bai said angrily: "Who the f*** did this! Dumping such a huge scapegoat on me—who did I offend?"
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