Lin Chuixiao, the captain of the "Lightning" squad, led everyone in the direction where the three elders of the Great Xia Cabinet were imprisoned.
The coordinates were given to them by their superiors before they even set off.
"Qianjiao, remember to stand behind me when we move out later."
Lin Chuixiao kindly reminded Hong Qianjiao, a fiery glint flashing in his eyes.
Hong Qianjiao has a stunning figure and outstanding looks; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe her as a beauty of unparalleled grace.
Lin Chuixiao had long harbored feelings for her.
"Thank you, Captain Lin."
Hong Qianjiao nodded politely and smiled, intentionally or unintentionally keeping her distance from him.
"but……"
Hong Qianjiao hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
"Qianjiao, just say what you want to say directly. Why are you beating around the bush like this?"
"Also, don't call me Captain Lin anymore, it sounds too formal. Just call me Brother Flute."
"Flute-Playing Brother," that name sounds so awkward.
"Then I'll still call you Brother Lin."
"Fine, whatever you say."
Lin Chuixiao kept staring at Hong Qianjiao, his gaze growing increasingly intense.
What the other person says is not important; what matters is being able to carry out the mission with a beautiful woman.
"Brother Lin, the orders from above are for us to go to the stadium after we arrive in Taiwan, cooperate with Ye Feng to deal with Rumba, and rescue Alliance Leader You Lengchan."
"Let Ye Feng help us rescue the three elders."
“It’s dangerous for us to go there so rashly. I feel we should go and meet up with Lin Feng first.”
Having been defeated twice by the Seven Killings Hall, Hong Qianjiao became extremely cautious.
They also became more dependent on Ye Feng.
"Shut up!"
Beside her, a pretty woman with the typical V-shaped face of an internet celebrity scolded her.
“Hong Qianjiao, what are you, a mere acquired martial artist? Do you even have the right to speak here?”
"If it weren't for Brother Flute's words, would your team even be qualified to stay with us?!"
"You keep mentioning Ye Feng. In your mind, is Brother Flute not as good as some nobody like Ye Feng?"
That's a rather malicious remark; it's clearly an attempt to stir up trouble.
However, Lin Chuixiao did not show the slightest displeasure, but a cold glint flashed deep in his eyes.
"Hehe, I heard that Ye Feng has been making headlines lately. He has executed traitorous generals, killed national traitors, and turned Japan upside down. He even killed the Japanese sword god.
“Some people even compare him to Chen Beixuan, the king of pretentiousness from a few years ago.”
"However, our Great Xia does indeed need such outstanding young people."
He verbally affirmed it, but inwardly he was quite disdainful.
In his opinion, Ye Feng should have died in the stadium long ago, chopped into mincemeat by Rumba and the others.
After all, this martial arts tournament has brought together the world's top martial artists.
Even if Ye Feng is incredibly powerful, can he really be an enemy of all martial artists in the world?
He wouldn't be foolish enough to go and die.
However, he wisely refrained from pointing it out in front of Hong Qianjiao.
Because of the tight schedule, they set off immediately after receiving the mission.
To ensure absolute secrecy during the operation, all mobile phones were confiscated, cutting off all contact with the outside world.
Therefore, they knew nothing about what happened at the Formosa Sports Center.
This time, Lin Chuixiao had been in seclusion in the family for a year. He had just emerged from seclusion and received the mantle of a family elder, and his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.
Therefore, the rumors about Ye Feng are mostly hearsay.
The woman he loved was actually admiring a stranger, which made Lin Chuixiao very unhappy.
However, he is a very shrewd and calculating person.
It was perfectly clear that if she spoke ill of Ye Feng at this time, it would only make Hong Qianjiao resent him.
Anyway, Ye Feng is already dead, so why should I bother with him? I chuckled.
"Ye Feng is still very outstanding."
Sure enough, Hong Qianjiao was very happy to see Lin Chuixiao speak so highly of Ye Feng.
The distance between the two of them had been reduced considerably without them even realizing it.
Beside her, Ma Chaofeng, observing Lin Chuixiao's expression, knew that Lin Chuixiao was very dissatisfied, and chuckled as she spoke.
"Actually, in my opinion, Brother Flute is much better than that Ye Feng."
"After all, Brother Xiao comes from an ancient martial arts family, and his profound knowledge and skills are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine."
"How could he be compared to that ignorant brat Ye Feng?"
"Right, Flute Player?"
The man before him, Ma Chaofeng, was sharp-tongued and aggressive. He was at the ninth rank of Martial Soul, with one foot already in the ranks of Martial Saint. He was the captain of the fifteenth law enforcement team and had always admired Lin Chuixiao.
Seeing Lin Chuixiao express his affection for Hong Qianjiao, he felt very envious and jealous.
This time, if Lin Chuixiao hadn't spoken up, Hong Qianjiao's team wouldn't have been qualified to participate in this rescue operation.
Originally, Hong Qianjiao came to Taiwan specifically to find Ye Feng. On the surface, she was trying to find out the whereabouts of the three elders, but that was just a pretext.
Unexpectedly, her prediction came true.
The United States actually secretly transferred the three cabinet ministers to Taiwan.
This was the second alternative plan for the decapitation operation.
After learning of this confidential information, the higher-ups specially dispatched three law enforcement teams to assist Ye Feng in order to ensure the successful completion of the rescue mission.
In addition to the seventh and fifteenth teams, there is a ninth law enforcement squad, codenamed "Tank".
The captain's name is Xie Xun, a second-rank Martial Saint, whose strength is second only to Lin Chuixiao.
A burly man, about two meters tall, with well-developed muscles, carried a spiked club on his shoulder. He was fierce and brave, just like a human tank.
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