Hong Kong Movies: The Boss's Global Empire

The car drove through a winding road and arrived in the city.

Huo Han looked at the endless stream of people outside the car window with sharp eyes, and was already thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

"We must immediately make preparations for both scenarios." Huo Han turned to look at Ye Xiaoyan, "On the one hand, we must continue to track down the whereabouts of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and on the other hand, we must strengthen our defenses to prevent any unexpected events."

Ye Xiaoyan nodded, her red lips pressed into a serious line: "I agree, we must be careful and not take it lightly."

The car drove through a busy square, and the sunlight shone through the glass onto the faces of the two people.

Ye Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes slightly, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't worry, we will definitely be able to overcome the danger and protect this blue sky."

Huo Han also smiled slightly, a gentle light flashing in his eyes. He took a deep breath and was about to speak when he suddenly saw a dark shadow flash around the corner in front of him.

"Be careful!" Huo Han suddenly reached out and pressed down Ye Xiaoyan's head. On the side of the car, a bullet whizzed past the roof and hit the electric pole behind him.

"It looks like the people from the Heavenly Demon Cult are about to take action." Huo Han's face darkened. "I'll drive, you prepare your weapons."

Ye Xiaoyan quickly exchanged positions with Huo Han.

She opened the car door gear next to her, and found a collection of cold and hot weapons neatly arranged inside. She selected two daggers and a nine-hole rifle and checked the magazines.

"I'm ready." Ye Xiaoyan's eyes were firm. "Even if we have to fight, we will never retreat."

"That's right." Huo Han stepped on the accelerator, "I will make blood debt pay with blood."

The car sped along the road, and soon three black cars were following behind.

Pedestrians on the roadside made way, and some pointed at the convoy and shouted in horror.

"So they're assassins from the Demonic Cult." Huo Han glanced at the rearview mirror and said coldly, "Just wait and see how I deal with them."

Before he could finish his words, two cars suddenly appeared at a sharp bend ahead and blocked the road.

Ye Xiaoyan quickly grabbed the handrail on the roof to maintain balance, and Huo Han braked beautifully and stopped perfectly, barely stopping between the two cars.

"Prepare to die!" The car doors on all sides opened wide, and more than 20 killers armed with guns rushed out.

"Come on." Huo Han's eyes flashed, and he stepped on the accelerator to break out of the encirclement.

The killers on both sides opened fire immediately, and bullets hit the car body densely.

"I'll deal with them." Ye Xiaoyan held the gun with both hands, aiming the crosshairs at the rear wheels. "Bang! Bang!" With two crisp sounds, the tires of the two chasing cars exploded, and they lost control and crashed into the roadside guardrail.

"Not bad!" Approval flashed in Huo Han's eyes as he swerved the steering wheel to avoid the killer's interception.

Several black cars were still chasing them, firing continuously. The glass shattered and the car body was hit by bullets, and the danger level suddenly increased.

"I'll steer with my left hand and you shoot with your right hand, and we'll take care of them together." Huo Han said to Ye Xiaoyan.

"Okay!" Ye Xiaoyan raised his gun and aimed at the nearest chasing car.

"Now!" Huo Han shouted. He yanked the steering wheel to the left, sending the car skidding and changing direction. Meanwhile, Ye Xiaoyan accurately shot the pursuing driver, spraying red blood into the air.

"Well done!" Huo Han praised. The out-of-control chasing car crashed directly into a roadside bollard, instantly deforming and scrapping it.

"Thank you." Ye Xiaoyan opened her red lips slightly, revealing a confident smile.

The last car in pursuit was firing frantically between the two vehicles. Huo Han gripped the steering wheel tightly, his body swaying slightly with the car's movement.

"Final blow!" He winked at Ye Xiaoyan, and the two of them coordinated again, striking left and right, sending the car careening over the shoulder and slamming into the side of the pursuing vehicle.

"Go to hell!" Ye Xiaoyan, expressionless, coldly fired three shots at the driver of the pursuing car. The three bullets hit the driver's vitals with pinpoint accuracy, blood splattering everywhere. The pursuing car lost control and crashed into a lamppost.

"Success!" Huo Han stopped the car, and the two looked at each other, seeing the ecstatic light in each other's eyes.

"This is just the beginning." Ye Xiaoyan took a deep breath, "The power of the Heavenly Demon Cult is far more than this."

"Indeed, the investigation has just begun." Huo Han stepped on the accelerator, and the car continued to speed through the streets. They had to find the lair of the Heavenly Demon Cult as soon as possible. Only by eradicating the root cause could they ensure lasting peace.

A few days later, in an abandoned warehouse.

With a snap, Huo Han neatly snapped the neck of a Sky Demon Cult assassin. Several other assassins raised their weapons and knives to resist, but were all shot down by Ye Xiaoyan's precise shots.

"It's too easy." Ye Xiaoyan coldly dusted off his hands and kicked away the body of a killer at his feet. "Is your information reliable?"

"Of course." Huo Han checked the goods in the warehouse. "Although this is just a small base, it is certain that the Tianmo Cult is smuggling arms."

"It seems that they have made preparations in secret. This time we must destroy them completely." Ye Xiaoyan frowned.

Huo Han nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder. A small dart whizzed past him and hit the cargo box behind him. (adbg) "Ambush!" He whirled around and saw several black-clad figures looming in the dark corner of the warehouse.

"The assassins of the Demonic Cult!" Ye Xiaoyan also reacted quickly and picked up the iron pipe at hand to defend himself.

Men in black walked out from the darkness one by one, holding long swords, and surrounded them silently.

"Humph, a mere assassin dares to stop me?" Huo Han sneered, and took turns drawing his gun and firing. Each shot took the life of a assassin.

Ye Xiaoyan was also agile, the iron pipe dancing in her hands like lightning. With a fierce blow, she broke the legs of one assassin, and followed up with a sneak attack, breaking the hand bones of another. Both men fell to the ground screaming.

"Is that all you're capable of?" Ye Xiaoyan snorted coldly, then delivered a spinning kick to the assassin's chin, sending his brains splattering everywhere. "The weak should die!"

"Humph, just trash!" Huo Han also shot him in the head repeatedly, his bullets hitting the target accurately. "Let me show you my true power!"

The two fought fiercely and quickly eliminated all the assassins. More than a dozen bloody corpses lay on the ground.

"We have to find the lair of the Demonic Cult as soon as possible." Huo Han checked the magazine with a calm look in his eyes.

Ye Xiaoyan nodded, a faint sneer on her lips: "I can't wait."

A month later, after painstaking information collection, they finally found the lair of the Tianmo Cult - an ancient temple hidden in the deep mountains and forests.

"This is it." Huo Han and Ye Xiaoyan stood at the edge of the cliff and looked out. "The crimes of the Heavenly Demon Cult will end here."

Late at night, the two men quietly sneaked into the temple. Ye Xiaoyan, with her swift movements, climbed onto the rooftop to prepare for a sniper attack, while Huo Han rushed in directly through the main gate.

"Uninvited guest, die!" The assassins ambushed inside raised their knives and fought back. Huo Han fired his two guns in rapid succession, the bullets grazed his face and accurately blew the assassins' heads off. "Too weak," he sneered, stepping over the corpses and pools of blood on the ground.

At this moment, a low drum sound suddenly came from the depths of the temple, and dozens of death warriors holding long swords walked towards them in an orderly manner.

"Hmph, come on!" Huo Han's eyes were red and he was filled with murderous intent.

The assassins rushed forward, their swords flashing. Ye Xiaoyan provided cover from the rooftop, firing, but the assassins kept pressing in.

"Go to hell!" Huo Han roared, throwing a grenade. With a resounding bang, the bodies of the dead soldiers flew everywhere, and blood splattered the ground. Only groans filled the silence.

"Looking for death!" Ye Xiaoyan's eyes were icy as she fired a bullet, accurately blowing one of the assassins' heads off. She lightly leaped from the rooftop and kicked another man's neck, breaking it with a crisp sound.

"Report to the elder, someone is coming outside!" A death warrior stumbled towards the hall.

"Who is so bold!" a cold voice rang out from the main hall. A haggard-looking old man emerged, dressed in black, his eyes red and a chilling aura emanating from him.

"You bold lunatic, are you the leader of the Demonic Cult?" Huo Han's eyes were red as he glared at him murderously.

"That's right. Today you will pay for your blood debt with blood!" The leader sneered and shouted a spell angrily. The ground exploded instantly and countless spikes shot towards Huo Han.

"No big deal." Huo Han pulled out his two guns and fired bullets continuously, knocking down all the spikes. "Go to hell!"

He pulled the trigger hard, and the leader screamed as both arms were shot. "You...you will pay the price!" he cursed through gritted teeth.

"Master!" The assassins were furious upon seeing this and fought back desperately. A flash of knife light cut Ye Xiaoyan's arm.

"Damn it!" Ye Xiaoyan's eyes suddenly turned cold. She flipped over and dropped from above, breaking the assassin's neck with a kick. "Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

The two men stood back to back in the center, surrounded by assassins on all sides. Dark clouds gathered over the temple, and murderous aura filled the air.

"Come on, let me send you off!" Huo Han's eyes were bloodshot and his whole body was filled with murderous intent.

"Go to hell!" Ye Xiaoyan's eyes also turned red, and a terrifying aura burst out from his body.

The two figures appeared and disappeared, invincible. In the flash of swords and blood, the assassins fell one after another, and the blood dyed the entire temple red.

Finally, the two of them reached the leader. "Your doom has come!" Huo Han pointed his gun at his head.

"We will meet in hell!" The leader smiled grimly and suddenly pressed the switch on his belt.

"Bang!" A massive explosion erupted throughout the temple, sending flames shooting into the sky. Ye Xiaoyan and Huo Han managed to dodge, their faces splattered with blood.

Ye Xiaoyan wiped the blood off her face and walked towards the ruins of the temple without looking back.

Her steps were steady, and her long black hair emitted a cold luster in the firelight.

Just now, the leader of the Demonic Cult activated the self-destruct device, and the entire temple was reduced to ruins in an instant.

But Ye Xiaoyan knew that as long as the leader was alive, they would never be able to completely eradicate this organization.

"Be careful." Huo Han followed her and looked around at the precarious walls and roofs.

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The shock wave from the explosion just now caused minor injuries to both of them, with multiple burns on their legs and arms.

But this is nothing to Ye Xiaoyan. In order to protect Huo Han, she can endure any pain.

Passing through the rubble, the two arrived in front of the ruins of the main hall. "Master, come out and die!" Ye Xiaoyan shouted coldly, his eyes like torches, scanning the surrounding ruins 360 degrees.

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"Do you think you can capture me alive?" A cold voice came from behind.

Ye Xiaoyan turned around suddenly and saw the leader covered in blood, with disheveled hair standing behind a pile of rubble, holding a long knife in his right hand.

"Go to hell!" He lunged at Ye Xiaoyan, his long sword flashing with a cold gleam. Ye Xiaoyan reacted quickly, spinning sideways and striking the leader squarely in the chin. The leader groaned in pain and stepped back. Ye Xiaoyan swiftly stepped forward, snatched the long sword from his hand, and stabbed him in the heart with her backhand.

"You...you will regret this one day..." The leader's eyes widened, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground. In the silence, only the crackling of the flames could be heard.