Chun Tao and the other three were instantly enraged.
Their hatred for the Ying people was etched into their bones, mingled with their very blood!
And now, their own people had been beaten by the Ying people!
"Swish!"
"Swish swish!"
"Swish swish swish!"
Without a word.
They surrounded Bai Zihe from four directions.
If Bai Zihe wasn't taught a profound lesson today, they wouldn't get past this.
However, as they were preparing to act that night, they didn't speak, to prevent any equipment from recording their voices.
Bai Zihe's eyes also turned cold.
Towards the Ying people...
Bai Zihe had no good feelings, otherwise he wouldn't have massacred all the Ying warriors at once back then!
Even though these few Ying people were unusually beautiful.
But when he took action, he wouldn't show any mercy.
Just as the conflict was about to erupt.
A graceful figure suddenly swept over, blocking in front of the few Ying beauties, glaring at them fiercely, and then chattering a few words.
It was Murong Mingyue.
However, Bai Zihe had disguised himself when preparing to act, so Murong Mingyue didn't recognize Bai Zihe.
And Murong Mingyue had also used a unique technique to disguise herself, so Bai Zihe couldn't recognize her either.
They didn't recognize each other.
Bai Zihe couldn't help but frown.
The woman's eyes seemed somewhat familiar.
Her voice, when it entered his ears, was also the same.
But after thinking hard, he couldn't recall ever dealing with Ying women, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Then, this Ying beauty turned around, bowed, and said to Bai Zihe, "Moxi wa kai a limasi en."
The initial four women also bowed and said, "Moxi wa kai a limasi en."
Bai Zihe didn't understand.
But judging by their posture, they were apologizing to him.
Bai Zihe didn't know the Ying language, so he didn't reply to them. Meanwhile, Chun Tao and the others, fearing attracting attention, left the scene quickly after apologizing.
The farce ended there.
Bai Zihe quickly withdrew his gaze.
He needed to confirm the location of the treasure now, so he didn't have time to think about these things.
After Murong Mingyue and the others left, they went to a corner.
"Boss, why did you stop us?"
"That Ying person was too arrogant!"
Chun Tao was very displeased.
Being bullied by the Ying people... was simply a disgrace.
Murong Mingyue glared at her fiercely: "Do you know what you're saying?"
"We are preparing for the upcoming operation, and it needs to be as stealthy and low-key as possible. Are you afraid of not being noticed by confronting someone at this moment?"
Chun Tao was immediately choked.
Murong Mingyue knew they felt wronged, so her tone softened: "The priority now is to figure out the location, plan the route, and finalize tonight's plan."
"Don't have any extraneous troubles."
"As long as we steal the 'Meng Hu Shi Ren You' and transport it back to the country..."
"Are you afraid you won't find an opportunity for revenge?"
The four women lowered their heads.
"Understood, Boss."
"We will be careful, Boss!"
"I basically know the route to the treasure house. I can draw it when I get back."
"..."
Immediately, the women split up again.
And with the recent example of Bai Zihe, they became even more careful and cautious.
A day passed quickly.
Nightfall arrived as expected.
At night, the treasure house was illuminated everywhere, as if it were daytime.
But Murong Mingyue's team was not to be trifled with. They managed to hide in the darkness without making any noise, imperceptible to ordinary people.
As excellent thieves.
The most important qualities are a calm mind and sufficient patience.
The security here was tight.
Opportunities were fleeting.
They had to constantly maintain themselves in peak condition, ready for all kinds of unexpected situations, to ensure the smooth progress of tonight's operation.
Time ticked by second by second.
The night was as still as dead water, without the slightest ripple or vitality.
Murong Mingyue gave the others a look, ready to begin the operation.
But at this moment.
Abrupt sounds shattered the deep night's tranquility.
"Ahhh!"
"Bang!"
"Rumble!"
From the main entrance came the piercing wails and intense fighting sounds.
And also...
The roars of the well-living Ying people.
"Baga!"
Immediately after.
Many warriors rushed out of the treasure house and charged towards the main entrance.
They ran while shouting slogans.
Murong Mingyue, Chun Tao, Xia He, and others couldn't help but their pupils contracted sharply.
The situation had changed!
The group immediately went into hiding, preventing themselves from being discovered by these rushing warriors, which would be a true injustice.
"Bang!"
"Rumble!"
"Crack..."
The sounds of fighting grew closer.
Even.
The bodies of some Ying warriors fell not far from them.
And the entire treasure house was filled with wails, fighting sounds, Ying roars, and sharp alarms, blending together to form a perfect melody.
In the harmony.
A figure was killing his way in from the main entrance, majestic and unstoppable, like a god descending from heaven.
Murong Mingyue and the others looked closely.
Good heavens.
It was the Ying person who had bumped into Qiu Yue earlier that day. They were stunned.
"It's him?"
"This person, isn't he an Ying person, how can..."
"It is indeed a bit strange!"
"..."
The group was puzzled.
A glint flashed in Murong Mingyue's eyes: "Never mind him. Now that he's attracting the Ying people's firepower, it's the perfect opportunity for us to act."
"Now..."
"According to the original plan, commence the operation immediately!"
Chun Tao, Xia He, and the others realized what was happening and immediately swept off in different directions.
In the dark night.
Figures moved more nimbly than tigers and leopards.
Dancing in the shadows.
Strolling in the night wind.
With extreme speed, they approached their targets.
Bai Zihe pushed forward.
These Ying people...
Although there were not a few Grandmaster-level experts among them.
In his hands, they couldn't last even a single round. A single punch could easily kill them, ensuring they were thoroughly dead!
He soon reached the core area inside the treasure house.
And at this location, there were even more Ying suicide squads, endless, stretching as far as the eye could see.
These people...
Fearless of death, they charged forward in groups!
"Baga!"
"Shine himama e, key sama!"
Facing the endless Ying people, Bai Zihe showed no mercy.
"Boom—"
He unleashed a punch.
The vast fist wind could overturn seas and rivers.
The monstrous killing intent swept across the battlefield.
Ying suicide squads fell in large numbers.
Blood, severed limbs, broken flesh, internal organs... mixed together, creating a scene of boundless misery and endless gore, a veritable hell on earth.
After clearing another wave of Ying people.
Bai Zihe faced a vacuum and stepped forward, reaching the entrance of the core pavilion.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Just then, three samurai swords suddenly struck and landed in front of Bai Zihe.
As if cutting ice and slicing snow, they easily pierced into the specially made cement floor, going in deep, their hilts still trembling.
This indicated the profound strength of the opponent, who was definitely an extremely difficult adversary.
Gleaming white sword light.
Piercing killing intent.
Also erupted in an instant, enveloping Bai Zihe.