Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King

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While dining in carriage number five, many women had already been paying close attention to Lu Fa. If it weren't for Lu Fa's naturally aloof demeanor, many women would probably have approached him to strike up a conversation.

The bandit leader had clearly noticed Lu Fa's unusual appearance. With such rare hair and pupils, coupled with his aura, he was highly likely to be a Soul Master, or perhaps a scion of a wealthy and powerful family.

That's why he specifically left a way out, to prevent any accidents. It's better for him to personally monitor this kind of person.

This gang leader is too composed.

Faced with the bandit leader's threat, Lu Fa merely glanced at him indifferently, then sat quietly in his seat, ignoring him and treating the soul-guided gun above his head as if it were nothing.

In fact, this soul-guided gun was practically useless to him.

Possessing the complete Behemoth bloodline, he is far superior to Tang Wulin, who is half-human and half-beast. Right now, he can be described as a miniature humanoid Behemoth.

Even if the bandit leader were to shoot him in the head right now, it would be impossible to break through his defenses. It would be more likely to break through with the soul-guided cannon in the hands of another bandit.

"You brat..." Seeing that Lu Fa made no response to his threats, the bandit leader felt insulted and was about to say a few harsh words to threaten him.

“Listen up, people inside! Please don’t be impulsive. You can name your conditions. We can discuss it. I will do everything I can to meet your demands, but please don’t harm the hostages.” A calm female voice interrupted the bandit leader.

"Consider yourself lucky, kid." The gang leader said to Lu Fa, then yelled at carriage number six, "Enough with the nonsense. Train conductor, right?"

Our conditions are simple: tell the federal government to release the group they arrested twenty days ago. Once our people are safe, I will naturally release the hostages here. I know you can cut off the back carriages.

But let me tell you, we've already planted soul-guided cluster bombs in the first five carriages. You know how many passengers are in those carriages, right? Your time is running out; the cluster bombs are timed for thirty minutes. If you don't get a clear answer within thirty minutes, hehe, you'll all be buried with them.

There was a moment of silence in carriage number six, clearly they were discussing something, and then the woman's voice rang out again, "Please don't be impulsive, we have already raised our demands, but we need time."

Half an hour is too short. Please increase the bomb's timer. Please believe me, I will do my best to mediate and help you achieve your goal. But please promise me you will not harm the hostages.

"How do I know you're not deliberately stalling for time?" the bandit leader said in a deep voice.

The female voice rang out again, "You've all planted bombs. Even with our mech support, we can't force our way into the carriages. After all, this concerns the lives of hundreds of people. I've already consulted headquarters, and they've said they can agree to your conditions."

But this matter involves the federal government and requires approval from higher authorities. The entire process will take about an hour. If you trust me, please adjust the timer to one hour. I believe you have the means to detonate the bomb at any time and are not afraid of me lying.”

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Chapter 222 This Mastermind Has a Different Style

"Rescue a group of people captured by the Federation? Is that their purpose in hijacking the Soul Guidance Train?"

Nan Fusheng, who was squatting on the ground with his hands behind his head, was deep in thought when Lu Fa's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Main body, aren't you going to make a move?"

"Hmm, we've pretty much figured out their purpose. I'll have Balu make his move in a bit." Nan Fusheng responded to Lu Fa, using the clone's special telepathic ability.

Then Nan Fusheng turned to look at Lu Fa, and then at his own situation, and couldn't help but feel an urge to burst into tears.

While both were kidnapped by robbers, Lu Fa was able to sit openly in his seat and calmly watch the scene unfold.

And what about him? He was crouching on the ground with his hands behind his head, looking every bit like a hostage.

"This is nothing like what I imagined the mastermind would look like!" Who would have a soul-guided gun pointed at their head, hands covering their head, squatting on the ground?

This is definitely a dark history! Even if it's a clone, it doesn't change the fact that he was squatting on the ground.

"You've already chosen your own death!" Nan Fusheng silently added a mark of reprisal to his name against these bandits. A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years. But I'm going to get my revenge now.

At this moment, the bandit leader hesitated for a moment, and after a long while, his hoarse voice rang out again, "Fine. Then I'll trust you this once. The bomb's timer can be adjusted to one hour, but if you lie to me, everyone will die together after one hour."

"Let's talk about terms now. First, let me introduce myself. I'm the train conductor of this train. My name is Mo Lan. I'm an ordinary person with no soul power. My father is Mo Wu, the governor of Tiandou City and a federal councilor."

I believe that, given my position, I mean far more to you than ordinary people. Therefore, I'd like to discuss something with you. Please release the elderly, women, and children in the first five carriages. In exchange, I will be your hostage.

At this moment, the woman's voice rang out again, revealing that she actually wanted to use herself as a hostage in exchange for the other passengers.

"Mo Lan?" Nan Fusheng murmured the name, his hands covering his head. He had a vague impression of the name; this woman seemed to be a minor character, but she eventually became a high-ranking official in the Federation.

The bandit leader thought for a moment and said, "We cannot agree to your terms. I cannot verify your identity."

The woman's voice was silent for a moment, and then, with a series of 'tap tap tap' footsteps, a figure appeared at the door of carriage number five.

“You can search for my image on the Soul Network. Add my name and my father's name, and I believe confirming my identity won't be difficult.” The speaker was a woman, clearly Mo Lan.

Nan Fusheng turned his head to look. Mo Lan looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she had a rather dignified air about her.

However, the woman's expression clearly showed some tension. After all, she was now completely exposed to the enemy's weapon's attack range.

As Mo Lan spoke, she glanced into the carriage.

All the passengers in the carriage were gathered at the back. From her position, she could only see the robber leader standing in the middle of the train, Lu Fa, whom he was holding hostage, and the cluster bombs affixed to the roof.

There were no other thugs in sight. Through the gaps in the crowd, a soul-guided ray gun was pointed in their direction, demonstrating just how cunning these thugs were.

Perhaps influenced by her composure, the bandit leader actually held a soul-guided gun to Lu Fa with one hand, and took out a soul-guided communicator with the other, starting to search for Mo Lan's information online.

"Let's play a game of trust. I'll release ten hostages first, then you come over. Then I'll release the other elderly people, women, and children. If I release ten people and you don't keep your promise, then I'll kill those ten first."

“Okay!” Mo Lan agreed without the slightest hesitation. “However, you have to let go of the boy you’re holding first.”

"Okay." The bandit leader agreed. Since keeping a boy who might be a Soul Master in his hands was risky and could easily lead to accidents, it would be better to release him, which would also make it easier to manage the other hostages.

Then, he directly ordered another robber to release the ten elderly and children in carriage number five. At the same time, he removed the soul-guided gun from Lu Fa's head. "Kid, you're lucky. Now get out of here."

As he spoke, the bandit leader gave Lu Fa a push, but he couldn't budge him. Although the other man looked quite young, when the bandit leader pushed him, it felt as if he had pushed down a mountain.

"What are you looking at?" Just then, Lu Fa turned around and glanced at the bandit leader, which immediately startled him. However, the bandit leader's confidence returned as soon as he remembered that he still had hostages in his hands.

Lu Fa gave him a meaningful look, but didn't say much, and followed the other released hostages to carriage number six.

Ten elderly people, children, and women quickly came over from that direction. They were crying, and each of them bowed deeply to Mo Lan as they passed by.

"Child, it's all over now." As Lu Fa walked over, Mo Lan actually offered him a word of comfort.

The gang leader said, "We've shown our sincerity. It's your turn."

Mo Lan reached into her robes, retrieved her soul-guided ray gun, and tossed it to the security captain behind her. She raised her hands to indicate she was unarmed before walking towards carriage number five. Her steps were slow but steady.

She quickly reached the front of the crowd. A soul-guided ray gun was thrust forward and pressed against her forehead.

Mo Lan calmly said, "Now you can release the other old people, children, and women, right?"

"Good, as expected of a congressman's daughter, you have guts. Miss Mo Lan, I admire you. Release them."

As soon as the leader of the robbers spoke, the elderly, children, and women in carriage number five all ran towards carriage number six, but carriage number four remained completely still.

"Fortunately, I am still a minor, a child." Nan Fusheng secretly rejoiced that he was still a minor and one of the hostages who had been freed.

“Very good. As long as I can successfully return to carriage six, I will still be the mastermind behind the scenes.” Nan Fusheng gave the bandit leader a deep look.

As long as I can get there smoothly, I, Nan Fusheng, can still leisurely sip a cup of coffee and elegantly watch this good show unfold.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened during the process, and Nan Fusheng successfully reached carriage number six.

Chapter 223 The situation reverses

"Do you intend to break your promise?" Mo Lan looked at the motionless carriage number four, her face somewhat grim, and immediately questioned the leader of the robbers.

"Shut up. Number three? Number three! What are you doing? Didn't you hear what I said?!" The bandit leader shouted as soon as he saw that there was no movement in carriage number four.

But after a while, there was still no movement in carriage number four, and the leader of the robbers suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Number Six, go check out carriage number four." The gang leader casually called out one of the men. "Be careful."

"Don't worry, boss." A masked robber suddenly stepped out from the remaining group of young people in carriage number five; he was clearly number six.

Number Six gripped the Soul Guidance Gun tightly, then casually pulled a panicked young man up from the ground, pressed the Soul Guidance Gun against his head, and then walked towards Carriage Number Four.

This guy is also a meticulous person. He talks a big game, but when faced with the unknown situation of carriage number four, he actually knew how to pull up a human shield from the ground.

In case of any unforeseen circumstances, the hostages in his hands would be his best bargaining chip.

Then, the sixth robber, carrying the hostage, walked to the door of carriage number four, glanced inside, and said, "Hey, number three, number three, hurry up and answer me, has something happened?"

Then, Number Six froze. Inside carriage number four, a large number of people lay densely packed together, with large patches of bright red blood on the floor. It was unclear whether they were unconscious or dead.

A bizarre figure with purple skin was currently choking a robber by the neck, who was struggling and hitting him. Upon hearing Number Six's voice, the purple figure glanced at him and said, "Hehehe, there are actually some fearless people who have come to our doorstep."

With that, the purple-haired monster exerted force and snapped the robber's neck, and the robber immediately stopped struggling.

Then, with a final squeeze, he actually crushed the neck of the dead robber, and a large amount of blood gushed out, rushing towards the purple-haired monster.

"Ah!!!" The young man being held hostage by Number Six screamed in terror. Even Number Six looked at him with horror. This was completely unexpected.

That kind of strength, enough to crush a person's neck, means the other party is definitely a Soul Master! And among this group of robbers, apart from their leader who is a three-ring Soul Venerable, the rest are just ordinary people!

"You, you stay away! Otherwise, this guy is dead." Number Six looked terrified as he watched the purple monster approaching him, then pointed his soul-guided gun at the kidnapper's head and threatened him sharply.

Upon hearing his voice, the purple monster immediately stopped, which relieved Number Six. It seemed that although the purple monster was cruel, he had come to save people.

Thinking of this, Number Six's confidence immediately surged. Recalling the scene that had just frightened him and the comrade who had been killed, his anger rose rapidly. He was about to humiliate this purple-haired monster.

Unexpectedly, the other party stretched out his hand, and a knife gleaming with cold light appeared directly in his hand. Then the purple monster walked towards them again.

"You! I told you, you're not allowed to come any closer, or else..." Number Six stopped speaking, and then the young man in his hand stopped struggling. A smooth line of blood appeared between their eyebrows.

"Hey, number six, number six. What's going on over there? Why are you making such a racket?"

At this moment, the gang leader said something to Number Six, but after waiting for a while without hearing a response, he became a little impatient. "You brat..."

Number Six's body suddenly split open. Yes, it split open completely, from top to bottom, into two halves. Blood gushed out, intestines and organs were scattered all over the ground, and even the hostage was torn apart.

"What's happening here?!"