Night Owl has not answered yet.
Then, several more voices sounded in my mind one after another.
"We have been at the top of the mountain with the wind blowing for two hours. Logically speaking, White Owl should have seen the news and rushed to the Western Mountains."
Hai Zhu's voice was a bit impatient.
"Yes, is there a traffic jam on the road?"
Roger answered the call calmly.
"It's possible."
Xiao Yuanwang analyzed in a calm tone:
"Night Owl Didn't you just arrange for people to set up roadblocks to delay the police's entry into the mountain? Maybe that guy was blocked on the same road as the police car."
Listening to the three people talking about each other in Mental Channel, Night Owl hummed softly:
"That guy is not an ordinary person. Let alone the traffic jam, even if the traffic flows from Dongdu City to the Western Mountains, he might be able to grow wings and fly directly over."
"That's true."
Hai Zhu muttered a few words along with the words:
"According to intelligence information, White Owl is a person with both physical and mental enhancements, and cannot be treated as a normal person at all."
Everyone was talking about it and couldn't agree on what to do.
Night Owl The scene of Fang Cheng falling from the sky that night suddenly flashed through his mind.
His eyes were slightly focused, staring at the dark and silent valley below:
"That guy... could he be in Resort?"
Mental Channel became quiet instantly.
Obviously, no one thought of this possibility.
After a while, Xiao Yuanwang said:
"As far as I know, White Owl and East City Association have a close relationship, and President of the East City Association has been recuperating in Golden City Resort recently. In order to take care of his girlfriend these days, it is really possible that he is living in Hotel of Resort."
"Wouldn't that be better? We can do it now."
Roger said coldly.
"No, we have to wait."
Night Owl signaled everyone to be calm:
"I will first arrange for manpower to go in and inspect the situation on the spot to make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Vice Leader!"
At this moment, a subordinate hurriedly walked forward, holding a laptop in both hands:
"Red Devil has finally started live broadcasting, and the scene is very clear."
"Oh?"
Night Owl was refreshed and immediately reached out to take the computer:
"Bring it to me and see."
The screen flashes and the screen shakes a bit.
Pei Tianci, the leader of Red Devil Mercenary Group, is standing in front of the camera.
He held a red remote control in his hand and spoke to the camera expressionlessly:
"Good evening everyone, it's been almost an hour since I made the offer."
"As of now, the police still have not met the conditions for exchanging hostages, and East City Group has not sent anyone to contact us. Since you ignore my request, I can only start to fulfill the previous warning."
As he spoke, he pushed Gold-rimmed Glasses on the bridge of his nose and turned sideways.
The camera closes up on the Load-bearing Pillar behind him that seems to have been smashed open by Iron Hammer, revealing the explosives tied with waterproof tape inside.
"There are forty-five hostages in this building right now. Every half hour, I will execute one of them."
"By midnight tonight, if my account has not received 50 million, I will press the button in my hand and detonate the bomb in the entire building."
"You must never doubt my ability or challenge my patience. If I say it, I will definitely do it..."
Night Owl looked at the screen and frowned slightly.
His attention was not on Pei Tianci, but directly past the hired employee Mercenary, staring closely at the hostages behind him who were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands.
While talking, the live broadcast screen switches.
The camera began to show the messy environment of the Rehearsal Hall, which was riddled with bullet holes.
At the same time, close-ups of the program staff and contestants appeared in the camera one by one.
Night Owl's eyes were as sharp as hawks, scanning the unfamiliar faces on the screen.
Dozens of hostages were huddled in the corner of the stage, their faces pale and their eyes wandering.
They were either frightened or trembling.
Suddenly, the camera passed over the edge of the crowd, and a pure and pretty face came into view.
The girl hugged her knees tightly with her arms, and there was a little panic in her bright eyes.
Even if it is covered in dust, it can't hide its appearance, and it still looks very eye-catching in the crowd.
"It's Fang Cheng's girlfriend."
Night Owl's eyes were slightly focused, and his gaze swept around her.
Sure enough!
Night Owl's eyes fell on Zhou Xiumei not far away, and he spotted a familiar figure.
Wearing an ill-fitting security uniform, he squatted among the hostages with his head in his hands, his head buried deeply, pretending to be harmless.
But Night Owl saw through his true colors as a murderer at a glance.
This guy was hiding in the crowd, obviously observing the surrounding situation secretly, trying to find opportunities to defuse the bomb and protect his girlfriend.
"Haha."
Night Owl A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
With the ability of Red Devil Mercenary Group, how could it be possible for you to succeed so easily.
You know, he has personally witnessed A Mang's magical method of burying bombs.
The method of using Esper Ability to integrate explosives and Concrete is impossible for outsiders to start with.
Even if Fang Cheng had three eyes, he couldn't find the specific explosive emplacement point, let alone break open Concrete to dismantle them one by one.
Doing that would be equivalent to detonating a bomb with your own hands.
No matter what, Fang Cheng must ultimately make a difficult choice between killing and saving others.
Thinking of this, a trace of cruel pleasure flashed in Night Owl's eyes.
"Night Owl, what did you find during the live broadcast?"
In Mental Channel, Hai Zhu saw that he was silent for a long time and couldn't help but ask questions.
"He's in there, I see him."
Night Owl stared at the security guard on the screen, his tone calm but excited.
"Okay, I've waited so long that the flowers are almost withered!"
Hai Zhu's voice suddenly increased:
"Start early and finish early. I have an appointment tonight that I can't miss."
Roger sneered:
"Finally, I'm willing to come forward and save us from wasting time looking for it."
Xiao Yuanwang then urged:
"Night Owl, now you can always start Hell Gate, right?"
On the computer screen, the live broadcast of the kidnapping scene continued.
Night Owl has no interest in Pei Tianci's blackmail performance.
Now that the target has appeared and locked its position, the next step is to completely suppress and kill it!
"I will inform Pei Tianci first, remind him to pay close attention to the target, and help us delay as much time as possible so that we can successfully complete the startup of Hell Gate."
Night Owl took out his encrypted phone and quickly sent a text message.
Then he threw the phone to the subordinate next to him and sternly ordered in Mental Link:
"Hai Zhu, Roger, Xiao Envoy, from now on, Hell Gate will be officially launched."
"Yes!"
In Mental Channel, three people responded in unison, showing bloodthirsty.
Night Owl turned around and strode to Skull Gate.
This gate is full of bones, and it is unknown whether it was pieced together from the remains of many eminent monks.
Wisps of dark mist seeped out between the pale bone joints.
Especially the skulls embedded around the door frame, the empty eye sockets seem to come alive.
They all turned towards the offender, as if hundreds of eyes were looking at him.
Night Owl stepped under Skull Gate and reached out to touch the giant skull with a grayish-yellow luster in the center.
Click!
The jaws that had been locked together suddenly opened, and the sharp teeth suddenly pierced the skin and penetrated into his Index Finger.
Blood gushed out instantly and spread along the bone lines.
Night Owl didn't feel any pain at all, but instead showed a sickly flush and excitement.
Buzz buzz--
As blood was continuously injected, Skull Gate began to tremble slightly and undergo drastic changes.
The pale bones were filled with blood and quickly lit up with a dark red light.
Black Qi and Red Light intertwined and rotated, suddenly tearing a twisted void crack in the center of the arch.
At the same time, the same Red Light also vaguely appeared on the tops of the other three peaks around Resort.
Night Owl's eyes were bloodshot, and he was chanting an obscure Incantation Script:
"Netherworld Borrowing Art, Ninefold Nether Gate open. The bones are stained with blood, and there will be no recovery!"
Incantation sound fell.
Skull Gate Red Light is booming, and the vibration becomes more and more obvious.
The Black Qi overflowing between the bones boiled completely and kept spitting out.
Buzz--
Skull Gate suddenly made a more violent sound.
During the vibration, a pillar of light emerged from the center of the doorway and suddenly shot up into the sky.
Night Owl looked up, his face was reflected as if it was stained with blood.
Red Light is like a sharp sword that reaches the sky, directly piercing through the dark clouds that are gradually gathering above the valley, illuminating the clouds Crimson.
He turned around again and looked in the other direction.
On the other three mountaintops, there were also three red light pillars facing each other, rising slowly.
Four beams of light meet in the sky.
A terrifying vision loomed in the night sky.
The originally dark clouds looked like flesh that had been forcibly peeled off, revealing a dark red texture.
Countless wailing Phantom struggled and rolled in the Red Light, and it seemed that the entire sky had turned into a sea of blood hanging upside down.
It's like a huge net is thrown out, covering the peaks around the valley.
Hell Gate, is slowly coming!
Once this Barrier is completely formed, the entire Resort will become a Shura purgatory that is divorced from the laws of reality.
Night Owl looked down at the brightly lit building in the valley, with a ferocious smile on his lips:
"The gates of hell are coming, Fang Cheng, let me see where you can escape this time."
Golden City Resort, Back Mountain Woods.
The dark wind howled, making the branches and leaves rustle.
The shadow was cast on the ground by the moonlight, like a monster with teeth and claws.
On the rugged winding mountain trail, a long team was climbing up in the dark under the cover of night.
Occasionally, someone stepped on a dead branch or kicked the gravel with his toe and let out an exclamation.
He would immediately be reminded by the boos from others, and he would forcefully hold back half of the shouts in his throat.
In the middle of the team were the staff and contestants of the program team.
They are used to the flat asphalt roads in cities and the spotlights in video studios, but they have never suffered like this before.
Especially those girls, whose high-heeled sandals have long been taken off and thrown on the roadside.
Many people stepped on the mud wearing only thin socks, and the soles of their feet were covered with blood blisters.
But no one dared to stop, and no one dared to complain loudly.
Because just half an hour ago, the vicious kidnappers told them personally that the real Danger was far from being released.
The masterminds behind the hired kidnappers are currently hiding in the darkness around Resort, and they may be discovered at any time.
Once their whereabouts are exposed here, everyone will suffer disaster.
No, it's no longer appropriate to call them "kidnappers" now.
To be precise, they are now the "Bodyguard" of this group of hostages.
A Kun held a gun in his hand, like a heartbroken Mom son, walking back and forth on the outside of the team to patrol.
He lowered his voice and muttered to several girls:
"Oh, my sisters-in-law, please walk more carefully!"
"Look more at your feet. That piece of Shitou is covered with moss and is slippery. If I break my leg, why won't the boss skin me?"
The Chang Fa girl in front of her had her ankle knocked and her body suddenly fell to the side.
A Mang, with his quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed her by the back collar and lifted her up like a chicken.
"Stand firm."
A Mang's voice was rough, then he pulled a Military Water Bottle from his waist and handed it over:
"Drink some water to calm down. I just wiped the spout clean on my clothes. It's not poisonous."
The girl was so frightened that she waved her hands repeatedly, with tears welling up in her eyes. It didn't matter whether she answered or not.
Du Juan coughed lightly and walked forward, took the kettle and forced it into the girl's hand, then held her arm:
"Ignore him. This big guy just has a loud voice and doesn't know how to eat people. Come on, lean on me and walk."
This huge contrast of a vicious gangster suddenly transforming into a caring bodyguard gave the entire team a strange and embarrassing atmosphere.
After all, the scene half an hour ago is still vivid in my mind, how can it be forgotten so easily.
In the crowd, Zhou Xiumei took his roommate's hand and trudged upward one step at a time.
The roommate leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"Xiumei... Why do I feel that these people are more scary now than when they pointed guns at us? Are they human traffickers and want to resell us?"
Zhou Xiumei pursed his lips, looking past the crowd in front and towards the tall figure walking at the front of the team.
There was a glint in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curve upward:
"Don't be afraid, we will definitely get home safely."
Not far behind them, Old Wolf and Xiao Bei were among the staff.
The two of them watched the surroundings calmly.
After the crisis in the hall was resolved, they originally planned to directly identify themselves and follow President like Flying Shadow.
But Fang Cheng issued an order through Mental Link, allowing them to continue to lurk among the hostages, acting as the last line of insurance to protect Zhou Xiumei.
After all, the two teams have just started to interact, and they can't completely trust each other yet.
At the front of the line.
Fang Cheng raised his hand to push away the thorns blocking the road.
When the leather shoes stepped on the stones, they made a crunching sound and instantly turned into powder, smoothing the ground along the way.
Pei Tianci was half a body behind him, and the eyes behind Gold-rimmed Glasses were extremely bright.
He glanced around Woods vigilantly and whispered:
"Boss, the hostages have been brought out."
"The delayed broadcast in the lobby has also been set up, which is enough to help you get half an hour of free time."
Fang Cheng nodded with a casual tone:
"Good job."
Pei Tianci paused for a moment, with a hesitant look on his face, and couldn't help but ask again:
"Boss, where are we going now?"
Fang Cheng replied calmly:
"Go to Underground Shooting Range."
Pei Tianci was suddenly surprised.
Is this the way to Underground Shooting Range?