Yeh Luo did not speak again.
A man wearing a devil mask walked out from the corridor on the second floor. He stood in the corridor and held the guardrail with both hands. He looked down at the leaders of the various groups who were trapped on the field. No one could see his expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.
A prisoner on death row.
The number one general under the Evil God was famous in Syria for killing without batting an eyelid. Many people in Syria were terrified when they heard the name 'death row prisoner'.
This man's cruel methods could no longer be described as extreme.
The condemned prisoner stretched out his hand in the corridor. At this moment, a man who was also armed took two steps forward and glanced at all the leaders of the companies in Xihai City coldly. At this time, the man said, "Everyone, don't be afraid. As long as you cooperate with us, we will definitely be able to leave this place alive.
Out of the house. Our Evil God has said that as long as everyone obediently doesn't resist, there won't be any danger to your lives. "
The man's voice was loud and clear, and it echoed throughout the entire stadium.
Everyone on the field looked at him, and no one dared to speak.
After pausing for a while, the man continued, "Today, we, the Evil God, have come here to find a woman. We, the Evil Gods, know that the woman is among you. As long as she comes out, we will leave immediately. "
As soon as the man finished speaking, many people turned their heads to look around, as if they wanted to see who the so-called Demon God was looking for was.
However, his words made Huang Yuan tremble violently.
Yeh Luo noticed Huang Yuan's reaction and raised his brows.
At that moment, the man shouted again, "Xue Feng, the Evil God knows that you are here today. The Evil God wants you to come over on your own."
After the man finished speaking, he glanced at her coldly.
The man's words caused Su Wanyue to be slightly stunned.
Snow Phoenix?
Wasn't that Huang Yuan?
Were they here to look for Huang Yuan?
"Yuan Yuan, do you know them?" Su Wanyue asked anxiously.
"It's … it's about that matter," Huang Yuan said, trembling.
Su Wanyue was puzzled.
Looking at Huang Yuan in her arms, Su Wanyue asked, "What is it?"
Huang Yuan did not know whether she should speak or not. She moved her lips and was about to speak when Yeh Luo suddenly interrupted her. "Just keep it in your heart. Don't say anything else."
Huang Yuan shut her mouth, not daring to say anything else.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the man shouted again.
"Snow Phoenix, the Wretch God wants you to come out immediately. I'll count to three, two, one. If you don't come out by then, not a single one of us will be able to escape."
The man shouted.
"Three …"
Da da da da!
A burst of gunfire suddenly rang out, and more than ten people fell into a pool of blood.
Huang Yuan was about to go crazy. She pulled herself out of Su Wanyue's embrace and wanted to rush over, but Yeh Luo grabbed her arm and pressed her down on her seat.
"Two …" the man shouted again.
Whoosh!
Puchi!
Just as the man's second hit landed, the sound of something tearing through the air could be heard. A shining machete suddenly flew over from afar and pierced the chest of the man who spoke.
The knife entered his chest and exited from his back.
"Ah … ah?" The man wanted to count to the third time, but his body couldn't help but stop. He coughed up a mouthful of blood and clutched his chest as he knelt on the ground.
Whoosh!
Another sound of something tearing through the air rang out.
"There's … There's someone." The man clutched his chest and roared.
For a moment, many of the militants looked around.
A series of swishing sounds rang out, followed by another puchi sound. The man's mouth was wide open in shock, because at this moment, another knife had pierced through his stomach.
"There's … There's an expert." The man's face was full of fear as he spat out a sentence. He fell to the ground and stopped breathing.
Along with this scene, more than a hundred fully armed men in the corridor began to search for the series of air-piercing sounds calmly.
The death row prisoner was still standing quietly in the corridor, as if he was very disdainful of what had just happened.
The death row prisoner frowned a few times, raised his right hand, and then suddenly put it down.
A series of gunshots could be heard.
Just as the machine gun was about to fire, a man suddenly rushed out from the room behind him and stopped the death row prisoner, saying, "Death row prisoner, the Wretch God suddenly discovered that Falcon is here."
The man said indifferently.
The death row prisoner was slightly shocked when he heard this. He raised his hand again and said, "Falcon? Which Falcon? "
"Blood Eagle Special Forces Captain Falcon," the man said.
When the death row prisoner heard this, he immediately looked into the distance, searching for his target among the hundreds of hostages. In the next moment, the death row prisoner's gaze landed on Yeh Luo and he frowned once more.
"Why is he here?" The death row prisoner asked softly.
"I don't know, I didn't notice him before. Death row prisoner, we're in trouble, "the man said.
"Did he use that knife just now?" The death row prisoner asked coldly.
The man shook his head and replied, "No, there's someone else. We're in trouble. It takes at least an hour to get here from the Tianqi Alliance, so we have to retreat safely within an hour. Otherwise, when the people from the Tianqi Alliance rush over, we'll be finished. "
"Why are we afraid of them? We have so many hostages. "The death row prisoner scoffed coldly.
The man's face was dark, as if he could feel the change in the situation.
On the platform, Yeh Luo was still sitting as if nothing had happened.
Naturally, he saw the death row prisoner's gaze.
The corners of Yeh Luo's mouth were still curled up in a smile.
At this moment, he was giving the other party an extraordinary sense of deterrence.
Falcon's presence here meant that the Tianqi Alliance would definitely make a move. Once the people from the Tianqi Alliance arrived, they would be completely finished.
The death row prisoner took a deep breath.
Suddenly, he grabbed a sniper rifle from one of the men's hands. He scoffed coldly and pointed the muzzle of the sniper rifle at Yeh Luo. Then, with a loud bang, a flashing bullet flew towards Yeh Luo.
The death row prisoner made the first move.
"Falcon, don't just sit there. Die," the death row prisoner roared.
However …
In the next moment …
Yeh Luo, who was sitting on the seat, suddenly disappeared into thin air.
The death row prisoner's bullet hit the seat Yeh Luo had just been sitting on.
Then …
Yeh Luo appeared again, but he had changed his position. His face was still as calm as before.
The death row prisoner frowned.
He pulled the gun in his hand again, preparing to shoot again. This time, Yeh Luo spoke. "Brother, don't force me like this. You do what you need to do and I will watch. Why can't you get over it?"
Killing intent surged in the death row prisoner's eyes.
Falcon's appearance here made him feel really uneasy.
Today's mission was really important to him but he didn't expect to meet someone from the Five God Battle Team here.
"Falcon, Evil God has no animosity with you. I hope that you don't interfere. If you know what's good for you, then leave immediately." The death row prisoner hollered.
"But what happened to your gun?" Yeh Luo asked.
"Just treat it as a misfire. Falcon, this has nothing to do with you. Please leave." The death row prisoner said.
Yeh Luo glanced at the corpses all around.
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