C759 Dispelling Spirit(part I)

When the military police standing guard at the entrance saw the surging crowd, they were stunned for a moment and then wanted to disperse everyone. However, at this moment, the doors behind them, which had been tightly locked all this time, slowly opened up to both sides!

There was no sound, no movement. The crowd was also silent, but the silence was quickly broken! Under the influence of Chen Baian and Shen Lingfeng, the angry crowd rushed towards the defense line formed by the police after seeing the gates of Hanumandoka open.

In the beginning, the military police still wanted to resist, but as they looked at the pictures and text held by the demonstrators, as well as the mother's red eyes in front of the crowd, they silently bellowed. The military police finally gave up resisting and slowly spread out to the sides, allowing the angry crowd to rush towards the pitch black Hanumandoka palace.

"Captain!" If we put them in, the higher-ups will punish us severely after this is over! " A soldier wearing a beret slowly approached a burly man who carried the rank of first lieutenant on his shoulder and said in a low voice.

"Even with this appearance, can you still block it?!" Furthermore, I don't care about the perverted things that those people have done, even if you light this place up. If you want to punish me, then punish me. The stocky man took out a cigarette from his pocket and took a puff. He looked at the door with suspicion and said, "However, this door is really opened very well. If it's opened any longer, I might knock on the door!"

To be honest, when he found out the truth of the matter, his heart was full of hatred. If it wasn't for his duty, he would have already thought of a way to open the door. Therefore, he was rather grateful to the person behind the scenes, who had opened the door and placed a crowd of angry people into it, causing him to lose his responsibility. Not only was he not angry at all, he was even grateful.

It was pitch black in Hanumandoka's palace, and the angry crowd was constantly moving around the buildings, trying to find the whereabouts of Mitiro and Janandra, so that they could have some fun in the martial arts world. However, what no one expected was that these rooms were all empty, with many of the royal priests lying unconscious on the ground.

However, why would the angry crowd care so much. Since they could not find the culprits such as Janandra and Mitiro, the Royal Priests who had once been the villains were the best targets for them to vent their anger. Countless people punched and kicked them until they were badly beaten. They woke up from the coma to the coma!

"Where the hell is that guy Janandra hiding? How come I still can't find it! " Looking at the furious crowd, Chen Baian knew very well that if he didn't find the culprit quickly, the crowd would become even more noisy. They might even do something outside of their plans, such as demolish this thousand-year-old palace!

If things got to that point, it would be completely against the will of Chen Baian and his men. What did it have to do with the buildings? If they were destroyed out of anger, it would be a great loss to Nepal's religious history and culture, and they would be condemned for the ages.

"Elder Chen, I found that bastard!" Just as Chen Baian was thinking about this, Shen Lingfeng rushed over excitedly and said, "Mother, that guy is actually hiding under the bed. The first time I entered the room, I didn't notice him."

"Bring me there!" Chen Baian's eyes lit up when he heard this. He did not dare waste any more time and let Shen Lingfeng lead the way.

The room was dark, but the big bed was shaking. Chen Baian looked under the bed and almost laughed. After so many years of living like a prince, his brain was filled with fat, and he managed to hide under the bed with great difficulty. However, his protruding belly was pressed against the bed, making it funny that he could neither enter nor retreat.

"Chinese?!" After breaking open the bed and bringing out Jia Nan De, the old boy saw that Chen Bai and the rest were stunned and exclaimed, "This is our own affair in Nepal. You Chinese have no right to interfere, so I advise you to bring me out as soon as possible, or else you will have some troubles in the future!"

"Bullshit!" With your current look, you still dare to threaten laozi. You should save these words for those ten thousand people, let's see if they will let you live! " When Shen Lingfeng heard this, he became furious. He kicked Jia Nan De's butt and kicked the old brat out of the door. He shouted loudly, "I found Jia Nan De! I found Jia Nan De!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the black mass of people arrived in a flash. The bright light made Jia Nan De's face turn pale white as he looked at the people in front of him who looked like they wanted to eat him. Jia Nan De's body trembled as he moved his body towards the house, anxiously saying, "I am your previous king, you are all my people.

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death!" The angry crowd did not care about this at all. His crazed shout was drowned out by the violent clamor before it could even break out. Following that, countless shadows fists and legs were thrown at him!

Seeing the growing crowd and the angry shouts, Chen Baian's tensed heart finally relaxed a little. He looked towards the depths of Hanumandoka Palace with a look full of worry.

Ever since he had entered Hanumandoka Palace, he had felt an extremely strong restraining force towards the heaven and earth origin energy. When fighting in such an environment, the power of the art would be greatly reduced. According to what Jia Shi San said, the methods of the Venerable Mitiro were even more strange. Even if it was Lin Bai, he might still encounter danger.

Lin Bai, clean up and make sure nothing happens to him! Chen Baian clenched his fists and prayed in his heart.

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"I never thought that you guys would actually dare to come in here. Aren't you afraid of being attacked by the Heart Flame like last time?!" Just as the surroundings of the Hanumanduka palace were bustling with noise, Lin Bai and the monk finally found the location of the Venerable Lord Mitiro. Upon sensing the approaching auras of the two, a malevolent expression was revealed on the face of Venerable Mitiro as he laughed in a strange manner.

Hearing his words, Lin Bai smiled coldly and said indifferently, "I advise you to obediently hand over my senior brother's blood and surrender. Only in this way can your corpse be left intact!"

"Mitiiro, the grudge between you and my Master is now settled by me, your disciple!" Hearing the shrill voice of Mi Tilo, Jia Shi monk's eyes filled with sorrow, as if he was once again reminded of the desperate and tragic appearance of his master when he was still alive. Those scars and wounds, they were all the doing of the person before him, without revenge, how could he be a human disciple?!