Chapter 3478: One Stone, Two Birds

Hamid didn't realize at this point that he was the target.

He thought the real goal of this group was the Wanlong Temple, possibly another mercenary organization competing with the Wanlong Temple.

So he began to ponder his situation: since the other side wanted to stage a major event and smear the Wanlong Temple with filth, they would surely launch a massacre here tonight.

What should he and the two Ladies do then?

This time he came using a false identity, and to avoid exposing his target, he brought no attendants or guards; now he could say he was calling heaven and earth to no avail.

Just as he was overwhelmed by despair, he suddenly saw in the crowd Xiao Changkun and Ma Lan crouching with their heads in their hands.

At that moment he breathed a sigh of relief: "These two are Ye Laodi's father-in-law and mother-in-law; then… Ye Laodi surely won't stand by and do nothing? If I just hold on until Ye Laodi appears, won't I be saved?"

"Back then Ye Laodi single-handedly charged into my base, unbeknownst to gods or ghosts, and no one was his match; I reckon dealing with these people should be no problem either."

Thinking this, he involuntarily turned his head toward the entrance, watching the few black-clad men armed with live ammunition guarding the door, and he couldn't help but sigh: "My Ye Laodi, you say why don't you come to the party? If you were here, this bunch of losers wouldn't even blink before you subdued them? If you don't know the situation here, what can be done? Saving me doesn't matter, but if you can't save your father-in-law and mother-in-law, how will you explain it to your wife?"

At this moment, the black-clad leader glanced at Hamid from the corner of his eye, seeing Hamid constantly looking furtively toward the door, and wondered in his mind: "Could this guy be dreaming that someone will come to save him? I've long known his movements like the back of my hand; this time he came on vacation without any attendants, so how could anyone possibly save him?"

Thinking this, the black-clad leader had already made his next plan.

Once communications are restored, I'll have these tourists and celebrities open a live internet broadcast, and in the broadcast we'll go on a killing spree, eliminating Hamid while smearing all the filth onto the Wanlong Temple, then swiftly withdraw before the Maldivian government forces arrive—everything will be seamless.

At this moment, Ye Chen had already approached the bar soundlessly.

He saw several black-clad men bringing out the bar's manager from the island, and knew they must want to repair the network; sensing that spiritual energy blanketed the entire bar and the situation inside was relatively stable, he guessed their intention: they probably wouldn't massacre the people inside the bar before the network was fixed.

So Ye Chen immediately turned and followed behind those few people and the manager, waiting until they left the bar's outer perimeter guards' line of sight and walked onto a winding, dense jungle path on Bai Ma Island, when he suddenly called out from behind: "You few, stand right there for me!"

The several black-clad men were startled, immediately raising their guns and turning around, the black muzzles all pointing at Ye Chen; at the same time, several people nervously stared at him, and one blurted out: "Who the hell are you?! Looking to die, aren't you?"

Ye Chen strode toward them while saying lightly: "Exactly, I'm looking for death—if you've got the ability, hurry up and shoot."

The manager recognized Ye Chen as a guest on the island and hurriedly said: "Mr. Ye, please don't act rashly; they… they really will kill people, there are many corpses outside the restaurant, blood flowing all over the ground!"

Ye Chen smiled: "Don't worry, they can kill others, but they can't kill me."

The black-clad man in the middle heard Ye Chen should be a guest on the island, and immediately cursed: "Damn idiot, you think we're filming a movie here? Go die!"

Having said that, he hesitated not at all and was about to pull the trigger.

But the next second, he suddenly discovered that the trigger, which usually pulled easily, now seemed as if it were completely welded to the gun body—no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it!

His entire arm bulged with veins from the strain, and even the finger resting on the trigger was about to break from the immense force; sharp pain shot from the joints, drenching his head and face in sweat, yet even so, the trigger remained utterly unmoved.

He was utterly shocked, hurriedly telling the others: "This guy is not right! Quick! Quick! Shoot him dead!"

The others received the order and immediately tried to pull the trigger as well, but their situation was exactly the same as that middle man's—the trigger wouldn't budge an inch!

Several people screamed in terror: "Captain, my gun's malfunctioning, I can't pull the trigger!"

"I… I too…"

The captain immediately wanted to press the talk button on his communicator to call for backup from his teammates, but at this moment he discovered that his own hand inexplicably couldn't move at all.

He broke out in a cold sweat instantly, staring nervously at Ye Chen and asked: "Just who the hell are you? Is this your doing?"

Ye Chen let out a cold sneer, disdainfully saying: "This isn't some trick I pulled like your grandfather's; it's a spell I cast like your grandfather's!"

Having said that, he frowned slightly, his face full of killing intent, and shouted sternly: "Speak up—who exactly are you? What are you really here to do? If you answer well, I'll give you a quick death; if you answer poorly, I'll make you suffer worse than death."

That man immediately shouted angrily: "I don't care what your background is, you'll never get a single word out of my mouth! Don't believe me? Just come over and try!"

Ye Chen said disdainfully: "I'll try your mother! You trash—do you even deserve me wasting effort on you?"

Having said that, Ye Chen pulled out a room card from his pocket, flicked his wrist lightly, and the room card, wrapped in spiritual energy, spun at high speed and flew out!

The room card wrapped in spiritual energy was sharp enough to cut iron like mud, and the surrounding spiritual energy acted like a barrier, protecting the room card from any harm.

The room card sliced through the air, emitting a sound of breaking through the void, and with a swish, it circled around that man once, then cleanly severed both his arms at the shoulders!

Suddenly, bowl-sized wounds appeared on both sides of his shoulders, blood gushing out like two burst fire hydrants, spraying the surrounding people all over with hot, sticky, sweet, and bloody blood!

What's more miraculous is that the room card didn't get a single drop of blood on it; it traced a white shadow in the air and then returned to Ye Chen's hand.

At this moment, Ye Chen's cultivation had advanced greatly after being tormented in turn by Lin Wan'er's ring and the Four-Sided Treasure Pagoda.

Although the Soul-Piercing Blade was gone, he could now use anything as a substitute for it—even just a small room card could be used by him to slay tens of thousands of troops!

These people had never seen such an astonishing spectacle; each one was terrified out of their wits, and the man whose arms were cut off, in agony near fainting, wanted to shout to ease the pain, but his throat seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand, and no matter how hard he struggled, he could only emit a few faint, almost inaudible groans like a dying old dog.

Seeing this, the manager's whole body twitched violently, then his eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Ye Chen paid no attention to the manager or the man whose arms were cut off, but instead looked at the other few blood-covered guys and said coldly: "Now I give you a chance—will you honestly answer the question?"

One of them immediately blurted out: "Big brother, spare my life! I'll talk! I'll say everything!"

The others also chimed in: "I'm willing to talk, I'm willing to talk!"

Ye Chen looked at the others and said lightly: "Too late—I only need one living mouth."

Having said that, he flicked the room card again, and in the blink of an eye it directly slit the throats of these few people, who instantly collapsed dead!

The sole survivor was so frightened he instantly wet his pants; although he usually killed people like hemp, he had never seen such a horrifying sight.

In his eyes, Ye Chen's method of killing was already comparable to that of hellish Shura, and this style of killing without blinking an eye, without a single word of nonsense, without dragging things out, was even more terrifying than the God of Death!

He was terrified to the extreme, and could only involuntarily urinate while trembling and saying: "I… we are mercenaries hired by the American Blackwater Company… came here to help the Syrian opposition assassinate Hamid, and incidentally create a terrorist attack, then smear the filth onto the Wanlong Temple…"

Ye Chen had thought these people might be here to assassinate Tawana, and also thought they might be here to assassinate Bernard Arnault, but he never expected they were actually here to assassinate Hamid.

Moreover, they were actually hired by the opposition.

What he found even more unexpected was that they not only wanted to kill Hamid, but also wanted to smear the filth from the terrorist attack onto the Wanlong Temple.

He frowned and asked: "Do they just want to kill Hamid? After killing Hamid, can they take over Hamid's generals, soldiers, and garrison?"

The other party hurriedly explained: "This time the opposition is secretly cooperating with a high-ranking official under Hamid; as long as Hamid is killed, he can instigate a defection within Hamid's army, lead part of the troops to join the opposition, and then with inside-outside cooperation they can seize Hamid's entire base."

Ye Chen nodded, having understood the ruthlessness and viciousness of this move.

If their plot succeeded this time, they would not only gain Hamid's base and absorb his army, but also force the Wanlong Temple to become a terrorist organization in the eyes of the world; then they could even join forces with Blackwater Company to attack the Wanlong Temple, and if they drove the Wanlong Temple out, they would truly achieve multiple gains at once!

Moreover, since Blackwater Company participated in this matter, they must already have deep ties with the opposition; very likely after driving out the Wanlong Temple, they plan to take over its nest.

Hamid had just said yesterday that the opposition acknowledged the previous agreement between the Wanlong Temple and the government, but he never expected these people's bones actually harbored a plan to do a black-on-black!

Ye Chen felt some disgust in his heart; he most hated those who go back on their word, betray trust, and stab people in the back.

If the opposition keeps doing this, and we don't give them a lesson, the massive infrastructure investments made by the Wanlong Hall might end up benefiting others instead!

Thinking of this, he suddenly came up with a plan: since you want to kill two birds with one stone, I'll let you lift the stone only to drop it on your own feet!

Blackwater Company, today you've fallen into the hands of your Ye grandfather—you can only blame yourselves for being blind!