I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

The co-pilot barely dared to meet Li Yuan's gaze; he shrank back and whispered:

"All I knew was that by cooperating with them in the hijacking, I could get a large sum of money..."

"Didn't they tell you any details?"

Faced with Li Yuan's questioning, the co-pilot trembled even more violently, and said with a mournful face:

"I hope you can believe me, I really don't know any of the details."

Li Yuan stared into the co-pilot's eyes, scrutinizing him for a moment.

Seeing that he didn't seem to be faking it, he finally nodded and asked in a low voice:

"Will I be able to fly safely to Los Angeles?"

Seeing that Li Yuan had finally moved on from the previous question,

The co-pilot breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly replied:

"No problem, barring any unforeseen circumstances, we will arrive in Los Angeles in 3 hours."

Li Yuan nodded and got up to walk towards the first-class cabin.

In this moment in hell, an extremely handsome middle-aged man gracefully walked slowly into a palace made of gold.

He glanced at the greedy demons around him, and chuckled as he spoke to the man deep within the palace:

"Mammon, control your dogs, they're a bunch of rude bastards."

"Asmodeus, instead of going to the mortal world to seduce beautiful girls, why have you come here to me?"

Asmodeus glanced at the demons inside the palace and whispered:

"We need to talk about this privately."

Mammon was somewhat surprised. He waved his hand and dismissed the demons from the palace.

As silence returned to the palace, Asmodeus stared at Mammon before him and said meaningfully:

"I know your plan."

Mammon's face remained expressionless; he merely raised his eyelids slightly and asked lazily:

"and then?"

"I can help you."

Asmodeus, seeing the amused smile on Mammon's face, said in an elegant tone:

"This is a transaction."

Upon hearing this, Mammon burst into laughter:

"Asmodeus, you're more like it!"

Mammon paused, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice:

"I need something that can separate the rules of Heaven and Hell. Can you find it for me?"

"This isn't difficult at all. Just wait for my news."

Asmodeus nodded and turned to leave.

But just as he was about to leave the palace, Mammon suddenly spoke up behind him:

"That mortal favored by my father is not so simple. I have met him once."

As if he hadn't heard, Asmodeus slowly disappeared from Mammon's sight.

In the first-class cabin of the passenger plane.

Several passengers were craning their necks and staring expectantly toward the driver's cab.

The effect of Li Yuan's [Holy Light] spell had completely stunned these people.

Although Li Yuan killed someone in front of them, so what?

Those were robbers! Killing them is fine, they're dead.

They supported the actions of God's messengers.

A moment later, when Li Yuan stepped out of the driver's seat,

Five or six passengers rushed over all at once.

They knelt on the ground and shouted:

"God, please grant me your grace, I am your devout believer!"

Li Yuan curled his lips in a disgusted manner, thinking to himself:

"Another group crying at the wrong grave."

However, for the sake of his followers, Li Yuan had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"I am not a member of the church; I believe in the Holy Light. Would you still like to join me?"

"Yes! We're willing!"

A man answered loudly upon hearing this.

He didn't care what sect Li Yuan belonged to; he only cared about who was more capable.

Li Yuan nodded and said softly:

"Come one by one, and I will bless you."

In an instant, the holy light inside the cabin flickered in and out of sight.

One believer after another joined the Holy Light Church family.

After calming the passengers, the flight attendant returned to the first-class cabin.

He stared blankly at Li Yuan, who was bestowing blessings.

After blessing the last passenger

Li Yuan turned his gaze to the flight attendant and said with a broad smile:

"Miss, would you like to join the Holy Light Cult?"

Three hours later, the plane landed smoothly at Los Angeles Airport.

The air marshals contacted the police through the control tower.

The FBI then arrived at the airport and surrounded the plane.

At this time, among the 13 believers that Li Yuan had acquired, there were two air marshals.

"Mike, you subdued all these thugs yourself, do you understand?"

Male air marshal Mike nodded and said seriously:

"I understand, Your Excellency. I will certainly not let you get into trouble."

Li Yuan then looked at the female air marshal Karen:

"Remember to cooperate with him."

Karen nodded respectfully in agreement.

As for the co-pilot, Li Yuan had already threatened him.

Having witnessed Li Yuan's methods,

The co-pilot felt absolutely no resentment towards him.

Li Yuan had absolutely no desire to deal with the FBI.

These guys are a bunch of robbers.

He slowly walked back to his previous seat, where he waited for instructions to disembark.

"Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan looked to his left.

The woman who had been afraid of him before suddenly started trembling again.

Li Yuan looked around and, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, whispered to the woman:

"Don't act strangely, or you'll arouse suspicion. Besides, I'm not interested in you."

The woman took a deep breath, nodded, and said:

"Thank you... but I still can't help trembling."

"Let's try to get through this; we'll be separated after we get off the plane."

Li Yuan shook his head helplessly and slowly closed his eyes.

Shortly afterward, the co-pilot was taken away by several FBI agents.

Several bodies were then removed from the plane.

Li Yuan waited a while longer before the passengers were allowed to disembark in batches.

The FBI registered each passenger as they disembarked and collected their contact information.

When it was Li Yuan's turn to be a passenger on the next flight,

An FBI agent sized up Li Yuan and asked in a deep voice:

"Li Yuan?"

"That's right."

Li Yuan nodded, preparing to give the standard procedure of stating his home address and phone number.

However, the detective did not continue asking questions.

Instead, he waved to his companions:

"I'm sorry, sir, you need to cooperate with our investigation. Someone reported that you behaved abnormally on the plane."

"Depend on!"

Li Yuan cursed inwardly in frustration.

He didn't expect these passengers to be so nosy.

Although he was angry inside, Li Yuan's face remained very calm.

He asked softly:

"Okay, where do we go?"

"Come with me."

An agent led the way, taking Li Yuan directly into a spacious temporary interrogation room inside the airport.

Inside sat two detectives, one fat and one thin.

They were flipping through the briefing in their hands when the fat man pointed to the chair in front of the table.

He opened his mouth and asked Li Yuan:

Why did you go to the aircraft's work area?

"Acts of bravery and righteousness."

How did you know there had been a hijacking?

Upon hearing this, Li Yuan frowned slightly, somewhat displeased with the detective's intentions.

Clearly, they intended to imply that they were accomplices of the robbers.

Li Yuan's tone immediately turned cold:

"I didn't know about the hijacking, and I don't understand what you're implying. Is this how the FBI treats those who stand up for what's right?"

The two detectives glanced at him.

Then they exchanged a half-smile:

"Whether or not you step forward is not something you can decide with just your words."

"Ha, taxpayers support you, and this is how you get things done?"

Li Yuan was very dissatisfied with the FBI's answer. He slammed his fist on the table and shouted:

"Do I pay so much tax every year just so you can sit here and label me and falsely accuse me?"

As he spoke, Li Yuan suddenly chuckled and said dismissively:

"That's right, you bunch of parasites who do nothing but eat and do nothing, all you can do is bully ordinary people."

Seeing Li Yuan slam his fist on the table, the chubby detective immediately frowned and shouted sternly:

"Mr. Li Yuan, you'd better calm down, or I will take coercive measures against you!"

Li Yuan chuckled, leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said:

"I can't calm down. I want to see how you take coercive measures."

Seeing Li Yuan's arrogant attitude, the fat detective's face turned red with suppressed rage.

He glanced at his companion and said in a deep voice:

"Go and lock the door."

As he spoke, the agent loosened his tie and grinned maliciously.

"Kid, I'll show you how a parasite can manipulate you today!"

Li Yuan stared at the detective walking towards him and asked with a smile:

"Aren't there any security cameras here?"

"How could there be surveillance in a makeshift interrogation room? Don't worry, I'll have some fun with you!"

The chubby detective took off his coat and threw it aside, then clenched his fingers tightly.