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"Take a formation. Those who are captured are not allowed to shoot!" James ordered.

Immediately, his orders were passed down, and everyone pressed forward towards the battle squad.

"Brothers, we have suffered today. However, we Chinese people are not cowards. Even if we die, we will at least be the scapegoats!" Xing Yuan grit his teeth and shouted.

"Right, killing one is enough, killing two is enough. Let's go all out against these yellow haired evildoers!" Long Yang pulled out the tactical dagger from his waist and tested the edge of the blade in his hand.

"Alright, let's fight it out with them..." The other staff also echoed his sentiments.

At this moment, these heavily injured men exploded with a soaring fighting spirit. They walked slowly out from behind the hidden pillars, each of them holding a weapon in his hand as he faced the Maharajah spies with murderous intent.

They were all Qi Cultivating Stage experts. In terms of close combat, they were not the slightest bit weaker than their opponents.

However, while he was brave and fierce, his teammates were in danger.

Long Yang brandished his tactical dagger as he fought with the two spies. Long Yang was a Qi Cultivating Stage expert, but his two opponents were equivalent to 1-star Refinement Stage soldiers. Coupled with the fact that Long Yang had just been shot in the ankle, his movement technique did not change at all.

The situation for the other members were similar to Long Yang's. However, with the instructions from James to capture them alive, the spies did not kill them. As a result, although a few members were in danger, their lives were not in danger.

At this moment, one of his teammates had been knocked down by the enemy and had sustained serious injuries.

"Out of the way!" Anxious, Xing Yuan threw a punch at James, who was blocking his path. His voice was mighty, and his anger overflowed into the heavens.

"Hah!" With a light shout, a ray of light appeared on James' body, and a thick and powerful energy appeared in his hands. He took Xing Yuan's powerful punch head on.

"Bang!"

A wave of energy rolled across Xing Yuan's body. His face turned deathly pale as he fell back. As for James, he just stood there without changing his expression, not taking a step back.

"This James is a two star warrior, his cultivation is at the same level as mine. However, your true strength is obviously stronger than mine. It would be as easy as flipping his hand if you really want to pinch me to death. " After this blow, Xing Yuan's heart had also calmed down. He looked at the smiling James and analyzed his opponent's strength.

"What we like the most is talent. As long as you are willing to swear your loyalty to us and tell us all the secrets you know, we will definitely not treat you unfairly." James spoke softly of his purpose.

However, both Xing Yuan and the other members of the Xing Family wore mocking smiles on their faces. Their eyes were filled with determination, and they were determined to sacrifice their lives for their motherland.

Although Xing Yuan and the others didn't say anything to reject, their stance and expressions clearly indicated their position.

James was not angry, as if he already knew of this result. He said coldly, "It's fine if you don't agree now. Wait until I catch you and slowly interrogate you. I'm not afraid that you won't say anything!"

With that, James kicked back, scraping a thick layer off the hard concrete floor with his foot. Borrowing the strength of this kick, James was like a roc with its wings spread out, pouncing straight towards Xing Yuan.

A resolute expression appeared on Xing Yuan's face as he quickly swung his iron fists in the air like a windmill blown away by a violent gust of wind.

"Gale Fist!" Xing Yuan let out a low shout, throwing a punch that was like a shooting star straight at James who was rushing towards him.

The corners of James's mouth curled up in a disdainful smile as he faced this punch. Then, he extended his hand.

No, it wasn't a hand, or rather, it was a claw, an eagle's paw! James' hand transformed into a huge eagle claw!

"You are..." As if he had thought of something terrifying, Xing Yuan's expression was unusually shocked as he cried out.

However, a wave of intense pain made him unable to continue speaking. He saw that his huge fist had been firmly grabbed by the eagle claw, and the sharp claw had deeply stabbed into the flesh of his wrist. The sound of bones shattering suddenly rang out.

Xing Yuan gritted his teeth. Even though he was in so much pain, he didn't make a sound. His eyes were fixed on James, and he went on with what he had just said. "You are a genetic warrior! I didn't expect the genetic warriors to really exist! "

"You know the genetic warriors!" James once again coaxed, "As long as you are willing to be loyal to the United States, I can guarantee that you will have the chance to become a genetic warrior!"

Xing Yuan curled his lips in disdain. "You're like this. A human is a ghost, but a human is a ghost?" After he finished speaking, Xing Yuan's hand suddenly struggled, actually ignoring the fact that his own skin and flesh had been cut open by the eagle claw. He forcefully pulled it out. For a moment, Xing Yuan's right hand was a bloody mess. However, Xing Yuan paid no heed to the wound on his hand. The moment he did, his fists rained down on James.

James obviously did not expect Xing Yuan to be so brave as to cut himself off and attack him. His face was struck by Xing Yuan's fist. It was so heavy that it burned him.

"Damn it!" James was finally angry. His men no longer showed any mercy, and their hands transformed into a pair of huge eagle claws, extremely sharp.

"Gale Fist, Gale Fist!" Xing Yuan's fists gradually turned blurry as a powerful current of air surrounded him, gradually evolving into a gale. As Xing Yuan's attacks became fiercer and fiercer, the wind also became wilder and wilder, blowing so loudly that no one could open their eyes.

Only James, with his two talons and his guard, seemed to be at ease. Not only did Xing Yuan's punch not do him any harm, but he himself was badly wounded by James's counterattack.

However, Xing Yuan continued to persevere. He was waiting for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

"Gale Fist, Gale Fist!" The violent wind surrounding Xing Yuan had already reached its limit, condensing into an imposing manner. Using this momentum, Xing Yuan endured the injuries he had sustained and punched Qin Lie. This punch not only drained all the strength in his body, it also gathered the endless gales around him.

Xing Yuan had endured the pain of being beaten up for so long just to wait for this moment.

The fist flew through the air with an unstoppable momentum, filled with the determination to fight to the death!

At this moment, James' eyes finally revealed a hint of shock.