About twenty minutes later, ten men returned, and one of them addressed Ian Blade, "Mr Blade, all the tourists have been cleared out. What's next?"
"Get in the cars and wait for me!" Ian replied sternly, then walked towards an open area not far away.
"Mr Blade..." the man hesitated but spoke again, "Should we?"
"Get in the cars!" Ian repeated firmly.
"Understood!" Although they didn't understand what was happening, the men complied and got into the cars.
"Come out, I've been waiting for you!" In a short while, Ian gazed at the nearby woods and calmly spoke.
"Mr Blade, you're quite courageous."
A voice emerged from the woods, followed by the approach of four men and women.
"You probably anticipated that we would come for you, right?" The leader of the group, an elder, continued.
"What do you think?" Ian narrowed his eyes slightly, examining the four individuals.
All four of them possessed formidable martial prowess. The leader was a level and a half above him, a War Emperor in the complete stage of cultivation. The other three were in the early stages of the War Emperor realm. It was clear that they had no intention of letting him live.
"You truly live up to your reputation as a prodigy of Blade Sect. Your calm demeanor is truly extraordinary." The elder remarked with a faint smile. "If I guess correctly, It must be Commander Gardner who let you bring us here, right?"
"Congratulations, you got it right." Ian replied coldly.
As the elder said, it was indeed an order from Billy. When Night Orchid received that text message, Billy had a hunch that the enemy might be using diversion tactics, so he sent a message to Ian.
"You're counting on him to save you, but it's a pity you've outsmarted yourself. He doesn't have the time to deal with you right now." The elder sneered.
"You're just a fool." Ian scoffed.
"You'll soon find out who the real fool is!" The elder's tone turned serious. "But don't blame us, blame yourself for being in the position of a Special Patrol Commander."
As he spoke, a powerful aura emanated from their bodies.
"Attack together, make it quick!" With these words, the elder raised his hand, and several powerful punches shot towards Ian.
"Understood!" The other three individuals replied, channeling their energies and launching attacks from three different directions.
"Watch out, Mr Blade!" At this point, the ten Special Patrol officers had disembarked from their cars. They wanted to intervene, but in such a high-level battle, they were helpless. Just the aura emitted by the four attackers was enough to make them despair.
"Don't worry about me, leave this place, NOW!" Ian shouted.
As Ian spoke, he flicked his wrist, drew his three-foot-long greatsword, and sent several icy slashes toward the leader of the group.
The razor-sharp blade clashed with the fists of the opponents, creating a resounding impact. However, even though Ian managed to block the attacks from the three men and women, the leader of the opposing group, an elderly man, tore through his defense and slammed his fist viciously into Ian's shoulder blade.
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