It's impossible for Xiao Yuan to go out without anyone following him, especially since, as far as he knew, Xiao Yuan was quite skilled.
"A moment of carelessness," Xiao Yuan replied calmly.
"Do you know what? We're going to be bled out." Mu Bao'er leaned closer as she overheard their conversation.
Xiao Yuan had just noticed this woman, but he never expected her to have this kind of personality.
"But don't worry, sis... I've got your back."
Mu Bao'er wanted to say "I'll protect you" like she did when chatting with Bai Qingyu, but looking at Xiao Yuan's age, she couldn't bring herself to say it.
She always talked a lot, and Bai Qingyu was used to it, so she didn't find it noisy. But Xiao Yuan couldn't stand it. The only person he could tolerate who kept chattering in his ear was Zhizhi.
So when Mu Bao'er spoke, Xiao Yuan's brows furrowed slightly.
Although Bai Qingyu hadn't spent much time with Xiao Yuan, she had a general understanding of his personality and could discern his thoughts from his subtle expressions.
Seeing that Mu Bao'er was still talking, Bai Qingyu suddenly spoke up.
"Someone is coming."
In an instant, Mu Bao'er fell silent, and Xiao Yuan's brows relaxed.
Bai Qingyu wasn't lying; someone came out of the house not far away.
The person surrounded by the crowd in the middle is the leader of the Holy Church.
He was quite old, around seventy or eighty, and he used a cane, taking one step and then stopping twice.
Xiao Yuan suspected that he would have died of gasping for breath before he even got there.
The short distance took about ten minutes to walk, and the hostages were getting impatient before the cult leader finally arrived in front of them.
No one could understand what he was saying, but there was a college student translator on site who translated each sentence he said.
They even imitated the tone of voice exactly.
The cult leader spoke with great passion, and the college students below were also very interested, which made everyone want to laugh.
But then, thinking about his fate of being bled dry, he couldn't laugh anymore.
The believers quickly brought out a large pot-shaped container, muttering incoherently, and then a group of people circled around it.
Xiao Yuan was wearing a listening device and had an earpiece hidden in his ear, so he could clearly hear Bai Qinghuai on the other end laying out the next attack plan.
The cult leader finally finished speaking, and his men began to cheer again.
Xiao Yuan felt that the other party seemed like a savage who hadn't fully evolved...
There were no electric lights in the entire courtyard; instead, huge candles flickered red, creating an ominous premonition.
The cult leader went back to his room right after he finished speaking, and didn't come out again for almost half an hour, only this time he was dressed differently.
"He looks like a high priest from a TV series!" Mu Bao'er said in a low voice with a grin.
Soon, the cult leader came to the platform in the courtyard and made a gesture of embracing the sky with his hands.
With a loud roar, the followers below went into a frenzy.
The first person was quickly apprehended and his wrists were slit as he struggled and screamed.
Their blood doesn't flow fast; they enjoy the process that others find terrifying.
Bai Qinghuai asked if they should take action now.
Xiao Yuan declined in a low voice, saying that this was only the beginning and that the group had not yet completely let their guard down, so they could wait a little longer.
Sure enough, after capturing five people in a row, the group reached their peak of excitement, cheering and waiting for the hostages to die.
When the seventh person arrived, Xiao Yuan sent a signal to Bai Qinghuai.
As a group of people were dancing and gesturing, a cluster of fireworks suddenly burst into the sky.
It instantly attracted everyone's attention.
As everyone looked up at the sky, countless people suddenly rushed out from not far away.
The members of the Holy Church were stunned for a moment, then realized something was wrong.
The weapons were all set aside when the banquet just started, with only a few people on the periphery still holding them.
Upon seeing so many people suddenly rushing in from outside, those inside the circle tried to quickly run to the weapons pile.
Xiao Yuan had already secretly untied the ropes binding him when he sat down. Now that the time was right, he stood up and ran towards those people.
Bai Qingyu was a little anxious and struggled frantically.
Xiao Yuan's attempt to single-handedly deal with more than twenty people was tantamount to suicide.
Just when he was about to wear his hands raw, he caught a glimpse of Mu Bao'er standing up out of the corner of his eye.
Turning around in surprise, she clearly saw that the rope that Mu Bao'er had been tied to had fallen to the ground.
"You call yourself a member of a wealthy family, yet you can't even unlock this simple skill." Mu Bao'er's tone was disdainful, but her hands were not idle either, and she quickly untied Bai Qingyu's ropes.
"Find a place to hide!" Bai Qingyu shouted without turning her head, and then quickly ran towards Xiao Yuan's location.
At this moment, Xiao Yuan had already started fighting with those people.
Several people even obtained weapons and attempted to shoot Xiao Yuan.
Bai Qingyu tackled one of them to the ground and then snatched his weapon.
But after several attempts, he still couldn't use it. Frustrated, he cursed and tried his best to move closer to Xiao Yuan.
The two finally met successfully. Looking at Bai Qingyu, Xiao Yuan frowned.
"You'll only hold me back if you come over here. Find somewhere to hide." After knocking down another attacker, Xiao Yuan spoke with a hint of disdain.
"I..." Bai Qingyu was about to retort when she suddenly saw a figure running towards her from not far away.
"Damn it!" Bai Qingyu cursed loudly, pulling Mu Bao'er, who was already in front of her, behind her.
What are you doing here? Are you going to hold us back?
Mu Bao'er rolled her eyes hard.
"Didn't your sister say she'd protect you? Hide behind me." After saying that, she took a step forward and blocked Bai Qingyu's path.
Just as Bai Qingyu was about to rebuke the other party, saying that this was no joke, she saw Mu Bao'er rush towards the approaching Holy Cult members.
Before they could even shout "come back!", the believer had already fallen to the ground.
Mu Bao'er blew on her fist, then turned to the two of them with a smug smile.
"Did you see how she did it?" Bai Qingyu asked, puzzled.
Xiao Yuan shook his head. He was busy dealing with the people who hit him, so he didn't have time to observe the others.
"Watch out!" Bai Qingyu suddenly shouted.
It turned out that someone had taken advantage of Mu Bao'er's inattention and raised the steel knife in his hand to chop her down.
Mu Bao'er gave a disdainful smile and then nimbly dodged the attack.
Before the attacker could react, Mu Bao'er's fist struck.
With a bang, the man, who weighed about 180 pounds, was sent flying more than two meters away before lying motionless on the ground.
For a moment, Bai Qingyu and Xiao Yuan both fell silent.
Mu Bao'er, having dealt with the man, ran happily back to the two of them. Xiao Yuan, without saying a word, silently took a few steps to the side.
"My sister said she could protect you, right?" Mu Bao'er raised her head slightly and said smugly.
Next, Bai Qingyu watched as Mu Bao'er dominated the battlefield, and all he had to do was hide behind her.
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