These demonized people have lost consciousness and become bloodthirsty monsters. No matter what the Chinese Prayer Committee you have, they pounced on them.

"Sister, be careful!"

Liu Qing waved the green steel sword and went up to him, touching the claws he had grabbed, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Liu Qing was shocked. These demonized people were obviously more than twice as powerful as Park Tian!

"Be careful, everyone!"

Liu Qing just reminded everyone that a few young companions were caught in the accident and a bloody mark was caught on the back. The blue and black aura quickly spread and the limbs fell to the ground with weak force.

"poisonous!"

Liu Hongxing's eyes widened, "Don't touch them!"

The Holy Lord grinned: "Do you have the Chinese Prayer Committee? I dare to ruin my good deeds, and I can't escape one of them today!"

He waved his palms again, and the blue-black gas filled his hands, absorbed by the demonized people present, becoming even more manic and uneasy.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Blood! Blood! I want blood!"

These demonized people are like wild dogs on the African grassland, and are crazy about the people who are besieging the Chinese Prayer Committee. Their pressure is doubled and they are beaten back step by step.

Liu Qing thought that with these companions, he could easily capture the Holy Lord and crack this serial murder and sacrifice case, but he did not expect that he was not strong enough. If he had known this situation, he would contact the team leader and send someone with strong strength to come.

It is too late to regret now. These young members do not have much practical experience. They were quickly scratched and fell to the ground in this chaos and lost their fighting consciousness.

Liu Qing was anxious and was furious. They were not willing to die, but they could not be wiped out. They must pass on the news.

"Mr. Bai, we cover up. You will take Miss Jin and escape quickly and go to the China Prayer Committee to report the message!"

Bai Fengjiu did not escape, waved his hand to knock down a demonized man and walked towards the Holy Lord.

Liu Hong said anxiously: "Mr. Bai, we can't beat him, so it's important to run away quickly!"

The Holy Lord looked at Bai Fengjiu contemptuously, "Arrogant, do you really think you can turn the world around?"

Bai Fengjiu walked forward a few steps and stopped and stared at the Holy Lord. He was not in a hurry to subdue the remnant of the Demon Sect.

Bai Fengjiu asked, "Who taught you your skills?"

The Holy Lord was not taken over, and his technique of performing the arts was unfamiliar, so there must be someone else behind him.

"Want to know? I'll tell you all, defeat me."

"This kind of bloody conversation is really a headache!"

Bai Fengjiu lost her patience and moved her feet and turned into a afterimage.

The holy lord, who had a proud face at the last moment, felt a stern heart when he saw Bai Fengjiu suddenly disappearing from the spot.

The evil wind came from behind. The Holy Lord was shocked and hurriedly swung his fist to hit the back, but before his arm was lifted, the back of his neck was grabbed by an iron-plied hand.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the Holy Lord was pressed to the ground, as if he was pressed by a mountain, his body was constantly twisted, like a gecko with his head pressed down.

The Holy Lord, who was still high just now, was suppressed by Bai Fengjiu and was in a mess. He ignored his image and let out a howl like a pig slaughtering sound at the top of his throat.

"Let me go, do you know who my father is?"

"Who is your father? You have to ask your mother and tell me who is instructing you behind the scenes?"

"It was your commander...ah!"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Fengjiu broke his fingers in one hand, "I'll ask you one question, if you answer, you will only have ten fingers and think clearly."

"I said! I said!"

The Holy Lord suddenly stretched out his other hand, grabbed the void, and the demonized people who fought with the people of the Chinese Prayer Committee were summoned and rushed towards him frantically.

"It's stubborn!"

Bai Fengjiu waved his hand, and the demonized man who rushed over was like a transparent wire hanging around his waist. He was pulled back and flew backwards, smashing the tables, chairs and benches in the hall, and never got up again.

Bai Fengjiu lowered her head and teased, "Saint Lord, you are not good, as a punishment..."

"Click!"

"ah!"

"I said, I'll tell you everything!"

"The person who directed me behind me is..."

At this moment, noisy sounds came from outside. The armed police in black training uniforms moved quickly. They relied on various covers to set up semi-automatic weapons in their hands, pointing the black muzzle at the hall.

A middle-aged man in casual clothes walked forward, took the loudspeaker and knocked.

"The people inside stopped, you were surrounded, put down your weapons and surrender!"

Bai Fengjiu raised her head and frowned slightly.

Liu Qing said: "It was me who called the police."

Liu Hong went out to negotiate, and the middle-aged man walked in and saw a messy hall with a look of surprise on his face.

The armed police holding semi-automatic weapons rushed in and surrounded everyone. The middle-aged man stuffed his pistol into the holster and waved his hand.

"Take it away for me!"

Two armed police officers stepped forward and captured the Holy Lord who was suppressed by Bai Fengjiu, but were stopped by Bai Fengjiu.

"Wait a moment!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Bai Fengjiu, put his hand on the quick-drawing holster at his waist, and said, "Do you have any problems?"

Liu Qing stepped forward and said, "This is our person."

Bai Fengjiu pulled the Holy Lord up from the ground and said, "I have any questions to ask him."

"It is our duty to interrogate the prisoner. If you have any questions, we will notify you after we have finished interrogation and take them away!"

Bai Fengjiu looked unhappy, and Liu Qing hurried forward, "Mr. Bai, this is an agreement between the Chinese Prayer Committee and the official. We just need to arrest people, and interrogate them or ask them to come."

The Holy Lord was eventually taken away by the police, and there were also those unconscious social elites, dozens of people, who could not be pulled away at once, and the boats anchored on the island in the middle of the lake were all requisitioned.

More than a dozen public vehicles have been parked on the other side, and the police lights are flashing, which has caused tourists nearby to whisper timidly, thinking that a crime den has been destroyed.

Xu Qinglong received a call and knocked on Xu Sanzhong's door late at night.

Xu Sanzhong is old and has a decline in sleep quality. He is still not asleep in the early morning.

"What happened? I was in a panic."

Xu Qinglong lowered his head and replied, "President, the young master has been arrested."

"Oh?" Xu Sanzhong raised his eyebrows, "What's going on?"

Xu Qinglong said: "Tonight, the young master and his friends gathered on the lake island in the north of the city. A group of people suddenly broke in and said that the young master had some evil sect organization party."

"Young Master's temper, you know. Both sides started fighting without speculation. These people are very fierce. The young master and those friends are not opponents and are all beaten and injured. Those people even called the police, and the police arrested the young master and his friends."

"Who caught my baby, doesn't he want to live anymore!"

A sharp voice came from the bedroom, and a graceful and luxurious woman rushed out.

The woman is in her forties and has good care. She has fair skin and a graceful figure, but there is a sense of aura between her eyebrows.

"The President's wife hasn't rested yet." Xu Qinglong greeted.

"Qinglong, how did you become your uncle? If Xiaotian was caught, you won't go and save him quickly. If Xiaotian suffers grievances in it, I will not spare you!"

Xu Sanzhong's face turned gloomy, "What are you blaming Qinglong for doing? Do you not know what your son is? Qinglong is busy with the affairs of the association, so how can he stare at him every day?"

"I don't care, hurry up and get Xiaotian out!"

Xu Sanzhong sighed. Although his son is causing trouble on weekdays, he will never make any evil organization. Someone must have wanted to take this opportunity to give him eye drops.

"Who is the one who takes the lead?" Xu Sanzhong asked.

"It's Bai Fengjiu."

"Bai Fengjiu?" Xu Sanzhong frowned and thought. The name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

Xu Qinglong reminded: "The last time you celebrated your birthday, this person was there, and I also gave you a longevity pill."
Chapter completed!