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Chapter 418

Chapter 418 - Wulin Acts

“Stop!” Mo Lan shouted, nary a hint of fear in her voice . “What do you guys have to be afraid of? I’m your hostage now, and you still have a couple more . Protocol dictated that we disconnect the carriages, to minimize the losses . Do you not understand this?” 

“Fine . Stay your hands!” the leader of the terrorists commanded . “Miss Mo Lan is right . We have a lot of leverage . The Federal government is a democracy, right? Let’s see if they’ll release our comrades in exchange for these hostages . Take her cousin to the back . Miss Mo Lan, you can continue talking with your headquarters . Just understand that, from this moment on, I will execute ten hostages every five minutes until the remaining forty minutes are up . Then boom! We all go to heaven . ” 

“Ow! That hurts!” Tang Wulin exclaimed as one of the terrorists pushed him toward the fourth carriage . Before he left, he managed to sneak a wink at Mo Lan .  

That brat! Can he really do something? Helplessness gripped Mo Lan, then she shook it off and gritted her teeth . Trading her life for those of the elderly, women, and children was all she could do to minimize the collateral damage . She understood just how vicious these terrorists were . She had no other options .

Tang Wulin let the terrorist drag him to the fourth carriage . Many more hostages huddled together in this carriage, too many to have all been from just one . As the terrorist pulled him along, he examined the carriage with his peripheral vision and added that information to what he already learned .  

From what he had seen so far, only the leader of the terrorists was a soul master . He had the detonator for the bombs in his possession . The engine of the train was located in the first carriage, so it continued to glide along the tracks after the eleven carriages behind the fifth were detached . There was a terrorist armed with a soul cannon standing in the corner of that fifth carriage . Now, he needed to figure out how many more terrorists there were and how they were situated in the other carriages .  



“Don’t touch anything in here, kid,” the terrorist dragging Tang Wulin barked . “Number Three! Watch this kid . He’s a VIP . ”  

There were three armed terrorist standing guard over more than two hundred hostages in the fourth carriage .  The women, children, and elderly were released . The people here should be the majority of the remaining hostages .

“Alright, hand him over . ” The terrorist kicked Tang Wulin in the shin, forcing him to fall to the ground with a yelp of pain . “You better behave yourself, brat . ” 

The kick hurt Tang Wulin, but it was nothing he couldn’t handle . Yet instead of weathering the blow, he took the opportunity to get a better vantage point . He peeked through the gap between the terrorist’s legs into the third carriage .  

He saw carnage . The floor had turned crimson, dyed with blood . There was nothing in the carriage other than death . Tang Wulin stared at the corpses strewn about, aghast . It was the first time he had seen a dead body .  

“What are you doing to him? He’s just a kid!” A man in his forties pulled Tang Wulin up and stepped in front of him . The terrorist snorted and pointed his gun at the man, forcing him to retreat a few steps .

Tang Wulin put on an expression of fear . “Uncle, I saw blood . There’s a lot of blood over there!” He pointed to the third carriage .

“They’re all dead . ” A youth standing off to the side shuddered . “They killed anyone who resisted . They’re demons . Demons!” 



“They’re all dead . ” A youth standing off to the side shuddered . “They killed anyone who resisted . They’re demons . Demons!” 

They’re all dead… Tang Wulin clenched his fist . The youth was warning him . These hostages were gathered in the fourth carriage because the terrorists had killed the rest .  

There were still forty minutes left on the clock before all of the bombs detonated . Six of the terrorists were gathered in the fifth carriage, and three in the fourth carriage . A grand total of nine . All of them were armed with soul weapons, including a soul cannon . One was also a soul master, whom Tang Wulin judged to be a Soul Elder . He considered all the information gathered from his observations, and came to a quick decision . His eyes flashed gold .

I can do this . Let’s begin!

Tang Wulin concealed his right hand below a table that was nearby and slowly released tendrils of bluesilver grass, his heart thumping nervously . He suppressed his anxiety and jitters with the experience gleaned from years of blacksmithing .  

His heart was calm, his mind was clear .

With his spiritual power in the Spirit Connection realm, Tang Wulin could perceive his surroundings to a greater degree than ever before . He had an accurate grasp of the situation in the fourth carriage . Most of the hostages were in this carriage, and the bombs posed the greatest threat . He soon located every single bomb .  Let’s deal with these first .  

The hostages huddled together in fright, the terrorists watching their every move . The first sign of trouble, and they would shoot .  



The hostages huddled together in fright, the terrorists watching their every move . The first sign of trouble, and they would shoot .  

If only I had learned Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step… I’d be a lot more confident about this .  Frustration welled in Tang Wulin’s heart .  He had been hard at work cultivating at Shrek Academy all this time . His soul power rank and blacksmithing skills progressed a significant amount, but this also led to him failing to visit the Tang Sect .  I just need to complete a few more missions . Then I’ll probably be able to learn Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step . I’ll do that after the exam . I have to focus on what’s in front of me first .  

He did his best to suppress the flash of purple beneath his feet, but the terrorists still noticed . All of them turned to look at him at the same time .  

But it was already too late!

Three shining vines of golden bluesilver grass shot out from under their feet and impaled them! They were but ordinary people, not soul masters . Wielding soul guns didn’t change the frailty of their bodies, and despite being skewered, they failed to even let out a scream . The effect of Bluesilver Impaling Array took hold of them too quickly . Their bodies went stiff, their voices silenced .  

The sudden attack sent the hostages into a panic, startled shouts filling the carriage . Tang Wulin had considered the possibility of this, but he didn’t bother trying to warn any of them to be quiet . He leaped into action, his right hand transforming into a dragon claw in a flash of gold . He thrust it into the roof of the carriage and tore it open as if it were tofu . He then grabbed one of the bombs and hurled it out of the opening .  

Three bombs had been planted in different parts of the carriage . Tang Wulin quickly grabbed the second bomb and threw it out as well . Just as he was about to go for the third, one of the terrorists walked in .

“What’s going on!” he yelled as he entered . Before he could even survey the scene, a vine of bluesilver grass wrapped around his neck and constricted, preventing him from speaking another word . Tang Wulin continued his work and threw out the third bomb, then darted to the terrorist, knocking him out with a chop to the neck .  

Four terrorists down, five to go .  

“What’s going on!” he yelled as he entered . Before he could even survey the scene, a vine of bluesilver grass wrapped around his neck and constricted, preventing him from speaking another word . Tang Wulin continued his work and threw out the third bomb, then darted to the terrorist, knocking him out with a chop to the neck .  

Four terrorists down, five to go .  

Tang Wulin stepped into the corridor connecting the fourth and fifth carriages . The second he did, he began slashing at the walls around him . His movements were quick and decisive, befitting a student of Shrek Academy . His claw tore through metal, glass, and wiring until, with one final swipe, he separated the carriages . The fifth carriage buckled slightly at the sudden change, then slowly began to drift away from the rest of the train with all of its occupants .  

“Boss, one of the cars was cut loose!” one of the terrorists shouted as he opened fire on Tang Wulin, showering him in beams of soul energy .

Tang Wulin crouched down behind his claw . Threads of light swirled around his claw, materializing into his gauntlet . Soul guns were nothing in the face of battle armor . Even one-word battle armor stood high above mechas after all . Tang Wulin came out of the barrage of beams unscathed .  

A vine of bluesilver grass wrapped around the waist of the terrorist who shot at Tang Wulin and promptly threw him out of the train . Then more vines whipped out, intercepting another two terrorists and tossing them out as well . By this point, Tang Wulin had cleared out more than half the terrorists .

But the crisis wasn’t over yet . Now wasn’t the time to think twice about his plan of action . He could only resolve this situation with brute force! 

Tang Wulin walked into the fifth carriage to face the last two terrorists . The leader already had Mo Lan in his clutches . He held a gun to her head with one hand, his other hand tightly gripping a detonator . The last of his terrorist flunkies stood with his soul gun pointed at the doorway .  


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