The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 806 - 708: The Pope of Mexico

"Yang, are we not returning to Huaxia?"

Ling Ying asked.

"We can't go back for now, the local gangs have captured people from Chinese Street, and we're Chinese too, we need to check it out!"

Yang Tian said.

Ling Ying nodded: "We should go see, but it's strange, no Chinese streets around the world have had such issues, why are people from Mexico so arrogant?"

"Hmph!" Yang Tian sneered coldly, "I don't care what gang it is, if they mess with me, I won't hesitate to destroy them!"

David heard this and was visibly alarmed: "Yang, please avoid violence, this gang is the largest in the area, with governmental ties. Even as soldiers, we can't easily clash with them. I believe we should just rescue those Chinese people and let our country's law handle the rest..."

Yang Tian sneered coldly: "What's the gang called?"

"Alaba!"

David answered.

"Alaba?" Yang Tian frowned, then suddenly asked: "Is this Alaba closely connected with the Milan Mafia? Is the current leader a man named Golat?"

"Yang, do you know Golat?" David was somewhat surprised: "You're right, Golat is indeed the leader of Alaba, and it's Alaba who has kidnapped the Chinese people!"

"Haha, then they deserve to die!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Yang Tian sneered coldly.

Five years ago, before becoming a Martial Artist, he was a Soldier King and mercenary, having had dealings with Western gangs and organizations.

Among them, Yang Tian had confronted the Milan Mafia.

Back then, during a mission to assassinate the Mafia boss, he had fiercely battled with a man, none other than Golat, whom Yang Tian later learned was the leader of Mexico's Alaba gang.

Alaba and the Milan Mafia mutually use and cooperate with each other.

Later on, Yang Tian killed the Mafia boss but let Golat escape.

Now, Golat has crossed paths with him again.

If Yang Tian doesn't kill Golat this time, he would not be worthy of the Soldier King title.

Thinking of this, Yang Tian asked: "Where is the gang's headquarters?"

"Well..." David was getting nervous: "Yang, our police will investigate promptly, please don't be rash."

"No worries, I'm just going to take a look."

Yang Tian said calmly.

"So you're not going to act recklessly?"

David asked cautiously.

"If I act recklessly, no one in your country can stop me!"

Yang Tian said.

David nodded, realizing Yang Tian's terrifying prowess. If he wants to act, who could stop him?

Thinking this, David said: "Alaba's headquarters is at the downtown casino."

"Oh."

Yang Tian nodded slightly, gathered Chen Ming and others, and left the plane to head outside the airport.

"Yang, I've already contacted local police, let them take you there, we can wait here for them, they will arrive soon."

David followed up.

"No need, we prefer acting alone. If there's nothing else, you can head back now."

Yang Tian said calmly.

David, familiar with Yang Tian's nature of disliking opposition, sighed and proactively handed his phone number to Yang Tian: "Yang, here's my number, reach out if you need anything!"

Yang Tian nodded, then ignored David, called Chen Ming and others, hailed a few taxis, and headed downtown.

In the car, Yang Tian learned from the driver that the downtown casino was called Alaba Grand Casino, very large, rivalling Milan's Las Vegas Casino.

Yang Tian didn't head directly to the casino, instead went to a large hotel a few streets away.

Here, Yang Tian booked several rooms.

He instructed Chen Ming and Huang Lun to rest here, while he went out with Wu Yue and Ling Ying to the casino.

The three of them, being East Asian, drew attention wherever they went.

Especially when crossing the street, the crowd across stopped and stared intensely at Yang Tian's group.

Yang Tian chose to ignore them, but just then, cries suddenly rang out ahead: "Help!"

Yang Tian looked and saw an elderly man, trying to cross the street, suddenly collapsing, clutching his chest tightly, face pale, lips trembling, groaning in pain.

The elder was dressed splendidly, exuding a noble aura.

The surrounding crowd saw the elder fall, gathering around, some calling an ambulance, others checking his condition.

Yang Tian ran his Divine Sense over, understanding the elder had a heart attack.

So many people crowding would only worsen things.

"Yang Tian, let's go have a look."

Wu Yue suggested.

"Alright!"

Yang Tian nodded and walked towards the crowd, speaking in Mexican: "Please step aside, I'm a doctor, I can save him!"

Everyone hearing Yang Tian speak fluent Mexican created a path for him to walk through.

"Which country are you from?"

A nearby young man was checking the elder, upon seeing Yang Tian approach, asked.

"From Huaxia."

Yang Tian said nonchalantly.

"Tourists from Huaxia? Then leave here, this elderly's identity is not simple, can't let foreigners treat him, if anything goes wrong, it's a tragedy for Los City!"

The young man said impatiently.

As he spoke, he pressed on the elder's chest for CPR.

But his actions worsened the elder's condition, causing convulsions and foaming.

"You can't do it like this!"

Yang Tian said, channeling Spiritual Breath, gripping the elder's wrist, swiftly directing Spiritual Breath into the elder's body, straight to the heart, where it started to churn, Yang Tian sensed a heart ailment affecting the elder.

If not treated promptly, it would be hard for the elder to live past ten minutes.

Yang Tian used Spiritual Breath to treat the elder's illness.

As Spiritual Breath flooded the elder's heart, his complexion gradually ceased being pale, stopped convulsing, becoming calm.

"What's happening?"

The crowd was shocked.

The young man also looked at Yang Tian in amazement.

Yang Tian inserted a silver needle into the acupoint on the elder's chest, guiding out the Spiritual Breath.

After this, the elder had completely calmed down.

"Done..."

Yang Tian called Wu Yue and Ling Ying, and amidst the crowd's astonished gazes, left.

Meanwhile, in the crowd, the elder awoke faintly, tightly watching the backs of Yang Tian's group: "Did those three save me? Who are they?"

"Reporting to the Pope, they're tourists from Huaxia!"

"Quickly, stop them for me!"

"Yes!"

The young man hurriedly chased after them but couldn't see Yang Tian's group anymore...