Sure enough, this series of noises drew away quite a few of the covert Dragon Group personnel.
Could Flying Eagle have started? everyone thought to themselves.
"Leave a few people here, and the rest of you follow this old man out to take a look!"
Before Ouyang Xiu even finished speaking, Amak appeared at the doorway, followed by five or six Bloody Mercenaries, and surprisingly, Baruda was there too!
This Baruda had previously reached an agreement with Amak: Amak could help the Dark Church stall the enemies, but Baruda had to go along.
Amak wasn't completely pig-brained after all; he actually knew to drag Baruda along with him.
The plan outlined in the agreement was roughly that some of the Bloody members would be responsible for drawing away the experts in the villa complex, while the Church mages dealt with the Ministry of State Security agents in the woods. Amidst the chaos, a spatial mage would steal the Blue Diamond, and after assassinating the target on this side, they would all regroup in the small woods.
"Who goes there? I am Ouyang Xiu!"
"No need to introduce yourself, old man Ouyang. We've already investigated everything."
"My name is Amak, and my boss is Bach. You must know very well why I've come here," Amak said with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, showing not a trace of tension as he faced Ouyang Xiu.
"With us here, you won't succeed."
"As arrogant as the rumors say. Is this the Blood?"
"Hey, hey, you lot are the Bloody? Hand over your lives!" Long Hu said as he surged forward, his nature matching his fiery temper.
"You old man, are you rushing to your death?" Amak drew a pistol and fired a shot straight at him.
"This thing is useless against me, I am..." Before Long Hu could finish, his shoulder took a hit and began to bleed. Had he not reacted quickly, he probably would have lost his life. What on earth was this gadget that could pierce his protective qi?
"Haha, ignorance! This is a newly developed pistol from Dr. M, capable of piercing your protective qi." Amak wasn't foolish enough to come and throw his life away against a few freaks without backup.
"Dad, hurry up and apply the hemostatic powder!" Long Xingdi never expected his old man to actually get injured, and panic suddenly gripped him.
"Long Xingdi, people are already here, why don't you just punch them flat?" a few youths joked.
"Stop messing around, can't you tell what time it is?" Li Fu angrily scolded this group of youngsters. What time was it, and they were still joking?
One look at the elder's face told them they had run into tough opposition this time, and these little bastards truly had no regard for their lives.
Hearing this, Long Xingdi's face turned unsightly, but he didn't voice a rebuttal. What they said was the truth—who told him to boast in the first place? Besides, the opponent was too strong; to be precise, that gun was formidable.
Little one nestled in Lin Qiuyan's arms, feeling a bit scared and not even daring to look. Beibei was the same, and Qin Xianglian held her the whole time, though Beibei was a bit bolder and kept watching.
These women all retreated a few steps together. This already exceeded their imagination, and judging by their conversation, the ensuing scene would be bloody.
"Old man Ouyang, would you like to taste some?" Amak looked at him, the corner of his mouth curving into a smile.
Ouyang Xiu's expression was very grim. Before he could even put on any airs, he had been startled. Being able to pierce their protective qi was extraordinary; this so-called Dr. M was truly terrifying. He didn't want to make a move until he had absolute certainty.
On the second floor of the villa, a Dark Church spatial mage had sneaked his way inside.
Hehe, I'm in. Where is the Blue Diamond? Hmm? Could it be in the room? Such a mischievous little kid, actually hiding it so securely.
Ling Yun thoroughly hated having this atmosphere shattered. Ever since Amak entered, his tightly furrowed brow had not smoothed out once.
What did these ants take his home for? A slaughterhouse? Truly damned, and they frightened his daughter again. He snapped his fingers, picked up a piece of watermelon, and lay back in his chair to munch on it, looking completely detached.
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