Hao Yun and Brand, who had infiltrated the area, were enraged upon witnessing this scene.
"Those damn bastards!"
Brand cursed under his breath, gripped his spear tightly, and charged forward.
The vice-leader, who was enjoying the services of the young girl, was unaware of the impending danger and was still enjoying the warmth beneath him with his eyes closed.
"Yes, lick it properly, that's your greatest honor!"
"You deserve to die for deceiving innocent people!"
A cold shout startled the vice-leader, causing him to tremble and his lower body to go limp.
"Who...who are you?"
When the girl saw someone barge in, she screamed in fright and grabbed her clothes to wrap herself in them.
"Don't waste your breath on him, we still have to kill other people."
Hao Yun killed the guard, carried his scythe, and walked out. He stood in front of the girl and bowed to her, saying something.
"Put your clothes on and let's go."
The panicked girl grabbed her clothes and ran outside.
"Guards! Guards!"
The vice-leader stood up and shouted, dragging his obese body to the backyard.
Brand kicked him to the ground, and the spear was pressed against his neck.
"I can give you money, lots of money! Let me go, and I'll give you whatever you want!"
The vice-leader panicked. In this life-or-death situation, he could no longer care about anything else and only wanted to survive.
Who is Brand? He's a fierce warrior who fought his way through the battlefield. He raised his hand and poked a hole in the vice-leader.
"Let's go, let's continue looking for the others."
Hao Yun continued forward, carrying the sickle, without even glancing at the dead vice-leader.
Hao Yun was in a very bad mood after entering Anning Road.
These guys from Anning Road use the name of the gods to swindle money and seduce women, completely fooling the common people.
After killing several high-ranking members of Anningdao, Hao Yun stopped.
"Brother, we can't keep searching like this. Maybe there are secret passages or chambers here. Why don't we set a fire?"
Brand hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.
"Don't worry, there's no good here. Even if they burn to death, it's their own fault."
Hao Yun picked up the torch and threw it into the room next door.
The two set fires along their route, quickly causing unrest within Anning Road.
"Fire! Fire!"
The courtyard was in chaos as the fire spread. The group wanted to put out the fire, but it was too late.
At the corner, a cardinal dressed in the robes of the Way of Peace shouted.
"Master, run! Fire!"
Standing on the rooftop, Hao Yun quickly locked onto his target.
The cardinal, accompanied by a squad of armored soldiers, was escorting a handsome young man outside.
"Brother, I'll handle the rest. You stay here and keep watch. If any higher-ups try to escape, we'll leave it to you."
Brand nodded and remained standing still.
Hao Yun, carrying a sickle, jumped down and stood in front of this special group.
"Get out of the way!"
The guards, armed with long spears and clad in armor, reached out to push Hao Yun aside.
"Don't make a move. If he wants to go out, you can let him come with you."
The young man in the group gave Hao Yun a gentle smile.
The cardinal beside him had a livid face because he recognized the Imperial Arm in Hao Yun's hand.
"Protect the leader!"
With a loud roar, the guards quickly formed a battle formation.
Who are you?
Hao Yun smiled slightly in response to the cardinal's questioning.
"The ones who will take your lives."
A minute later, the cardinal, trembling, stood in front of the boy.
"Master, run! I'll hold him off!"
"No need. If he wants to kill me, I have no chance of escaping."
The boy didn't run away; instead, he stood there and looked at Hao Yun with a smile.
"Very smart."
Hao Yun shook the blood off his sickle and stared intently at the young cult leader.
"Let me ask you a question. Are you aware that Anning Road is abusing innocent young girls and robbing them of their money?"
"Know."
The handsome young man's smile held a hint of bitterness.
“I am just a puppet, no different from the clay sculptures in the temple.”
The leader of the Anning Dao sect was actually a puppet installed by powerful figures; he had no real power.
"Come on, kill me. Once I'm dead, it will all be over."
The young cult leader calmly stepped forward to face his death.
"No!"
The cardinal roared and shoved the priest aside.
He was unwilling to accept the destruction of Anning Dao, and he was unwilling to relinquish the power in his hands.
"Get out of the way!"
The boy's smile vanished, and he kicked the cardinal in front of him away. He knew that this man was following him to spy on him.
"Let's get started."
"What a pity."
Hao Yun sighed, picked up a long sword, and pierced his heart with it.
"Go in peace, I'll leave you with a whole corpse."
The leader of the Anning Dao sect fell to the ground and died with a smile on his face.
"There's one left."
Hao Yun looked at the cardinal and, before he could beg for mercy, chopped off his head.
Anning Road was in complete chaos, and the other two groups took advantage of the confusion to complete their missions.
A red firework shot into the sky, and Brand came looking for him.
"The guards have arrived, let's go."
In the area they were in charge of, Brand didn't spare anyone, not even the high-ranking members of Anning Road.
Hao Yun glanced at the corpse of the Anning Dao Sect Leader, then turned and followed Brand away.
The night raid team regrouped and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
When the guards arrived at the scene, they found that Anning Road had been destroyed, with only a few henchmen who had gone out surviving.
Chapter 371 The New Captain of the Guard
The credit for the destruction of Anning Road was attributed to the guards.
"What are you all doing? How did the news leak out? All the high-ranking officials of Anning Road have been silenced. How am I supposed to explain this to the higher-ups?!"
The new captain of the guard was angry, or rather, afraid.
His task was to secretly capture the deputy leader of the Anning Dao sect and extract information about the revolutionary army from him.
Now that the vice-leader is dead, and the higher-ups are holding people accountable, I'll be the scapegoat.
The atmosphere in the office was incredibly oppressive when the door was pushed open.
"Captain, someone is looking for you."
A frail old man walked in through the door, and the captain shuddered upon seeing him.
"Sir, what brings you here? Please go out first."
The old man didn't say a word and simply sat down in the main seat.
"How's the matter I asked you to handle going?"
The captain didn't dare to speak, he just kept forcing a smile.
The frail old man picked up a document from the table, glanced at it a few times, and then spoke.
"It failed, didn't it?"
"Yes...yes, sir."
"What a piece of trash!"
The frail old man, with a stern face, threw the document at the captain's face.