A carefree soldier king in the city

Chapter 388 ends abruptly.

With that, the leader hurriedly left the command center.

On the police side, after receiving the alarm from the Chengfeng Command Center, the police also made arrangements immediately, dispatching ten helicopters and five hundred special forces to intercept and rescue the enemy at sea and in the air.

The Wind Chaser, the dance hall.

The cultivator coughed lightly, then said loudly, "Alright, I'm going to start calling roll now. Whoever's name is called, please step forward, OK? Mr. Bai Linhu, CEO of HX International Trading Co., Ltd., please stand here."

Upon hearing this, a middle-aged couple in the crowd immediately hugged each other in fright, their faces filled with terror. The man was Bai Linhu, the boss of HX International Trading Co., Ltd., and the woman he was hugging was his wife.

A few seconds later, seeing no reaction from the crowd, the cultivator sneered and said to the couple embracing each other, "Mr. Bai, do you want me to go down and invite you up myself?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Bai's face turned deathly pale. He quickly released his hand and was about to walk onto the stage when his wife grabbed him, crying, "Husband, don't... don't go up..."

"Put-put-put-put."

Before Madam Bai could finish speaking, the cultivator on the stage fired several shots at her. Madam Bai didn't even have time to scream before she fell into a pool of blood.

"Wife...no..."

Bai Zong roared at the cultivator like a mad beast, and the people around him shrank into a ball in fear, no longer daring to make any screams.

"Mr. Bai, are you ready to come up now?" The cultivator ignored Mr. Bai's angry roar, smiled slightly, and asked.

Suppressing his burning anger, President Bai walked to the platform with tears in his eyes. The cultivator chuckled and said, "That's more like it! If you had come earlier, your wife wouldn't have sacrificed herself in vain. President Bai, I've heard that your company has made a lot of money in recent years. If I remember correctly, you're ranked third among the top fifty richest people in HX, right?"

Mr. Bai was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He gritted his teeth, snorted coldly, and didn't answer. But from his angry expression, it was clear that he hated the man in front of him who had killed his wife to the core.

Seeing that Mr. Bai was unwilling to speak, the cultivator smiled faintly, then nodded to the masked man beside Mr. Bai (who was also the only man without a gun, but who was holding a laptop). The man quickly stood face to face with Mr. Bai, holding the already opened laptop with both hands, and then said, "Mr. Bai, since you don't want to say more, I'll get straight to the point. As long as you transfer 3 billion US dollars to my account, you can leave."

Upon hearing this, President Bai immediately retorted angrily, "Dream on."

Upon hearing this, the cultivator frowned and said coldly, "So, you want to go and keep your wife company!"

As he spoke, the cultivator pressed the gun directly against President Bai's chest, startling President Bai into retreating repeatedly. He cried out in panic, "What...what do you want to do?"

The cultivator sneered, then his voice turned cold: "Enough nonsense. If you don't want to die, then hurry up. I don't have time to waste with you here. Mr. Bai, I'll give you one minute to think it over. After one minute, whether you live or die will be up to you."

Ignoring President Bai, he turned to face the crowd and continued, "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you, the entire ship is now under our control, so don't expect anyone to come to your rescue. Also, do you know why we didn't stop those so-called reporters? We want the whole country to see how we robbed you. Of course, the HX police will definitely take action, but even if they come by helicopter, it will take two hours. And I have some good news for you: our flight path has been changed. We'll probably be in international waters in about twenty minutes. At that point, we won't be afraid of the HX police, or even the King of Heaven himself! Hahahaha..."

Down in the audience, Tang Qianqian frowned and whispered, "Sister Baihe, we can't wait any longer. If this continues, who knows how many more people will die."

Lily realized the seriousness of the situation, hesitated for a moment, and then transmitted her voice: "Listen up, everyone. Qianqian, you, Ruyan, and Fangfang go to the cabin to rescue people; Ruyu, you and Maomao go to the second floor; Ruxue, you and Liwei go to the third floor; Yunxia, ​​you and Xiuli go to the fourth floor; I will deal with the people here. Everyone must act quickly and try not to reveal your identities."

"Yes, Sister Lily."

At the entrance, several masked men stood in a line, guns at the ready. One of them suddenly felt a gust of wind brush past his ear, as if someone had rushed past him, but he couldn't be sure. He scratched his head suspiciously, and just as he lowered his hand, his eyes widened suddenly, and he lowered his head in disbelief. Looking at the other men, they were also standing there with their eyes wide open and heads bowed.

A minute passed quickly, and the cultivator turned to face President Bai, saying, "President Bai, one minute is up..."

As they were talking, the cultivator suddenly frowned, his voice abruptly stopped, and he quickly turned his head slowly to the right, where he saw Baihe standing calmly beside him.

"You...you," the cultivator said, pointing at Baihe twice, before his eyes rolled back and he fell backward.

The cultivator at the early stage of the Profound Realm didn't even realize what had happened, and just like that, he lost his life in a daze, lost his life forever.

Without hesitation, Lily slipped away from the dance hall before anyone could react.

Just as Lily was leaving the dance hall, the security guards responsible for the dance hall rushed in from all directions, and without saying a word, they opened fire on the masked men with their guns...

After the command center of the Chengfeng ship activated the second set of equipment, the HX police quickly grasped the situation inside and outside the Chengfeng ship.

At the HX police command center, a police chief was personally overseeing the operation. When he saw the symbol on the shirt of the cultivator in the dance hall, he frowned and thought to himself, "This symbol looks so familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

However, the officer couldn't quite recall where he had seen such a symbol before, but he was certain that he had seen it before, he just couldn't remember it at the moment.