When Lin Qifan arrived near Wanda, the cordon had already been set up.
Ancient Martial Arts Mobile Unit helicopters and armored vehicles surrounded the entire mall, with several police cars parked closest to the mall's main entrance.
"Good, Qing'er hasn't been rescued yet."
Lin Qifan looked around, a surge of joy in his heart. If Shen Qing'er had already been rescued, he wouldn't have had a chance to show off.
Then he quietly snuck in through a fire escape. As an Immortal cultivator, it was easy for him to avoid the sight of mortals.
"Qing'er, don't be afraid, I'm here!"
...
Inside the mall, third-floor lobby.
"Brother Dao, didn't we say we were going to kill the hostages?" a flat-headed henchman cautiously asked, leaning over.
Jiang Yu, disguised as Brother Dao, snorted coldly: "Foolish! As the saying goes, the best strategy is to attack the enemy's plans. I forgot what the worst strategy is, but anyway, use your pig brains! Which crime is more severe, murder or robbery?!"
The henchman cautiously replied: "According to Article 263 of the 'Criminal Law of the People's Republic of Huaxia', robbing a bank with a huge sum of money carries the death penalty, just like intentional homicide... And the thing we robbed seems to be worth billions?"
Jiang Yu glared at the henchman: "You talk too much. Just do as I say. Am I still your boss, or are you your own boss?"
The henchman swallowed, standing at attention: "Loyalty!"
Jiang Yu pulled out a Liqun cigarette and lit it: "Speaking of which, don't you think the cops are too quiet?"
As soon as he said this, the several squad leader-level henchmen beside him froze, instinctively realizing it was true.
Originally, the Ancient Martial Arts Mobile Unit outside would occasionally broadcast surrender announcements through loudspeakers.
But since about ten minutes ago, there had been no more announcements.
This was very abnormal!
One henchman asked: "Boss, what do you mean? Are the cops... doing something?"
Nodding, Jiang Yu said solemnly:
"I suspect... they are taking some action, such as... secretly infiltrating to rescue hostages, or capturing the leader first. If they capture me, the ringleader, this terrorist attack will be completely dismantled."
"Boss means... someone from the Ancient Martial Arts Mobile Unit has already infiltrated!"
The flat-headed henchman was startled, instinctively scanning his surroundings, his heart involuntarily quickening.
Jiang Yu continued: "My suggestion is to move the hostages to the top floor, and then set up ambushes in hidden places like the fire escapes. If we can capture one or two cops, our bargaining chips will increase significantly during negotiations."
"What do you all think?"
The henchmen all stood at attention, "Loyalty! We will follow all of Boss's instructions!"
As an ancient martial arts bandit group that dominated Asia, they had been involved in theft cases in major cities across countries like Korea, Malaysia, Japan, Thailand, and Singapore.
Each successful escape relied on their unity.
The boss would not hog all the glory, so they would resolutely carry out any of his orders.
...
First floor of the mall, inside the fire escape.
Lin Qifan was silently lying on the stairs, climbing upwards on all fours.
This was a method of using spiritual energy to enhance perception and reduce sound, moving like a cat, making him difficult to detect.
"Heh heh, these robbers are truly foolish. There isn't a single person in the fire escape."
Lin Qifan let out a sinister chuckle and pushed open the fire escape door on the second floor.
He happened to run into a cold, hard object.
A dark gun muzzle was pressed against his face, and a henchman let out a surprised sound.
Discovering it was an unfamiliar person, he immediately opened his walkie-talkie and shouted:
"Ancient Martial Arts Mobile Unit has infiltrated! Fire escape C, second-floor door, repeat..."
At the same time, the trigger was pulled in an instant.
Lin Qifan was indeed an Immortal cultivator. Relying on instinct, he ducked, dodging the 7.62mm bullet. Any martial artist would not have had time to react.
"Damn it, how could this happen!"
Lin Qifan was drenched in sweat, never expecting that even the most secluded fire escape would be guarded.
The henchman wanted to shoot again, but he had no chance.
Lin Qifan sent him to meet the Buddha in the West with a single slap.
Clatter, clatter...
A large group of footsteps rushed towards Lin Qifan. In a moment of desperation, Lin Qifan flipped through a window and came to the outside of the building, then climbed the wall like a failed Spider-Man.
He pushed open the window of the men's restroom on the fourth floor and flipped inside.
As a result, he accidentally fell into a urinal.
"Ugh—" Lin Qifan suppressed a dry heave. When he climbed out, he was covered in urine stains.
Damn it, damn it!
Lin Qifan was extremely annoyed.
If Shen Qing'er smelled the urine when he rescued her later, his impression points in her heart would probably be greatly reduced.
Lin Qifan cautiously poked his head out and found that the fourth floor was the clothing area, and there weren't many people.
Overjoyed, he immediately hunched over and entered a men's suit shop, emerging in clean, fresh clothes.
"Found him! Get him!"
As soon as he walked out of the suit shop, a group of heavily armed henchmen rushed over.
Lin Qifan was greatly alarmed, completely unaware of how these robbers had found him.
Now he could only keep running.
Lin Qifan easily shook off the pursuing henchmen.
However, they seemed to have opened their third eye.
As soon as he stopped, they would surround him like dogs smelling feces.
"What's going on? I clearly didn't expose any information. How did they find me?!"
...
At the same time, in the monitoring room.
Jiang Yu was sitting with his legs crossed, enjoying Lin Qifan's great escape.
Mall surveillance cameras were everywhere, allowing Jiang Yu to easily track Lin Qifan's movements and relay information to his henchmen.
"Brother Qifan, you must have good luck and eat chicken tonight," Jiang Yu said with a wicked smile, cheering Lin Qifan on.
...
"Damn it, I'm going to expose you all!"
Lin Qifan was annoyed by the relentless pursuit and simply faced the dark muzzles of the guns head-on.
An Immortal cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage could easily crush a Profound-tier martial artist.
Even if everyone on the other side had guns, at most, each person was equivalent to a martial artist at the early Profound-tier.
Bang bang bang bang—
Amidst the hail of bullets, Lin Qifan dodged while taking shots, showcasing his footwork.
It was somewhat like a gangster doing military boxing in front of criminals and getting stabbed eighteen times.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Bullets penetrated his spiritual energy defense and embedded themselves in his subcutaneous muscle tissue. Although not fatal, the pain was not reduced.
And Lin Qifan finally noticed the walkie-talkies on the henchmen's chests.
Someone was tipping them off!
Who was it?
He looked up at the camera, and his previously muddled brain immediately realized—he was being monitored!
No wonder these henchmen always knew his location.
By the way, what was that called, camera... videotape, damn it, why can't I suddenly remember the name of that thing?
Lin Qifan patted his forehead, racking his brain.
"Bang!"
A henchman was sent flying, and his walkie-talkie dropped.
Lin Qifan suddenly had an idea and quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, threatening:
"Hey, where are you now? Tell me quickly, or when I find you, you'll be in for it!"
In the monitoring room, Jiang Yu almost burst out laughing when he heard Lin Qifan's threat.
To ask such a question, he was truly stupid enough.
"Heheheh," Jiang Yu licked his lips.
Brother Dao's appearance immediately changed to Shen Qing'er, and he cried out delicately into the walkie-talkie:
"Ah~ What are you going to do to me, you bastard?"
After shouting, he immediately switched back to Brother Dao, chuckling sinisterly:
"Little beauty, of course, I'm checking if your French is normal. Come on, let me see!"
"No..."
Slap—
"Be obedient! Let me see!"
"Hmph hmph hmph... Ah ah ah ah!"
(Noisy sounds)