"Teacher? Where?"
After waiting for the man to escape, Xiao Zhou looked around.
He Mu gave him a meaningful look.
Seeing that look from He Mu, he immediately realized what was going on, and instantly scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Say, buddy, you look a few years younger than me, but why are you so mature?"
He Mu didn't explain, but took a look at the two corpses on the ground and said: "These two men are local Red Mist Fighters from Nancheng and yet, they tried to attack us which is really odd. Keep a good eye on Yu Dong to prevent any further accidents."
"O-Okay! I'll listen to you!"
Xiao Zhou nodded repeatedly while picking up the remote control that had just been shaken down by the shockwave.
…
After a minute or so, several members of the Special Operations Unit rushed into the courtyard.
There were traces of smoke, flashes, and explosions, so it was hard not to notice.
When they came in and saw another body on the ground, the Special Operations Unit members were speechless.
How long has it been since we left, and yet another accident has happened?
Xiao Zhou said with a sobbing face: "Big brothers, please don't leave us behind anymore. I forgot to read my fortune on the calendar this morning, and God didn't treat me well today. Luckily, this young man is strong, or tomorrow you will have to come to my house for the funeral."
Several Special Operations Unit members asked Luo Sheng through the headset, and eventually stayed in the courtyard and never left.
…
After a period of time, dawn gradually arrived.
Luo Sheng and the three Wei siblings returned to the courtyard covered in dust and dirt.
As for the fugitive leader, Yu Dong, he had been ambushed half an hour ago.
Seeing the second corpse in the courtyard, Luo Sheng bent over and searched through it. It didn't take long to find the Red Mist Alliance documents that the corpse was carrying.
Looking at the name on the document, Luo Sheng frowned slightly.
"Xiao Zhou, He Mu, explain the situation."
Xiao Zhou sniffed and gibbered, narrating the whole story about He Mu's performance. Not only that, but he also added some flowery descriptions, which captured the attention of everyone in the courtyard as they gazed oddly at He Mu.
"Really? He's that powerful?"
Wei Lan looked unbelieving. She lowered her head and picked up the ax that had fallen next to the corpse.
She instantly felt the weight!
It was more than twice as heavy as her dagger!
Those who could wield such weapons were definitely stronger than her.
Looking at the bullets inlaid on the corpse's arm, as well as the smoke grenades and flash bangs that fell next to it, she was almost convinced.
"You are so powerful!"
Wei Lan lifted her head and looked at He Mu in amazement.
At this time, He Mu's short sleeves were already torn and tattered, exposing some redness on his skin. But apart from that, he didn't suffer other injuries.
"I'm surprised… Really surprised."
Luo Sheng who stood beside her interrupted: "All right, there is nothing to question about this matter."
He walked to He Mu and asked in a serious tone: "He Mu, this person's identity is suspicious. Not only that, but another fugitive has also escaped. In order to protect you from his revenge, we will keep the happenings of tonight's mission a secret. Do you have any opinion?"
"No."
He Mu replied.
Luo Sheng smiled, carefully looked at He Mu again, and continued in a tone full of appreciation: "Our Special Operations Unit respects the rights of every Red Mist Fighter. This man was killed by you, so his belongings should logically go to you.
"But again, we need to further identify him through his belongings. So if you can, would you be willing to give us all of his belongings?
"Of course, we will compensate you."
He Mu glanced at the middle-aged man's corpse on the ground.
This man's leather armor had been blasted with a hole, so its value would perhaps be reduced by 80 percent already, and the only thing of value was the special ax.
But what did he need the ax for? Right now, he only desired the city contribution value in order to leave Nancheng.
At this thought, he said: "Captain Luo, I would like to have more city contribution value."
"Uh…"
Luo Sheng thought that He Mu would ask for money, but he didn't expect that what he wanted was the city contribution value instead.
But since He Mu had mentioned it, he naturally wouldn't refuse.
"Good, I will report to my superior to add 10 points of city contribution value to you, plus another 100,000 yuan in cash."
"Thanks Captain Luo. About the glory bullet…"
Luo Sheng was slightly stunned. Then, he shook his head and laughed.
"Haha, don't worry. Our Special Operations Unit isn't that stingy.
"By the way, you should stay at home for the next two days and try not to go out."
"Okay."
…
Half a day after the mission passed.
It was noon.
In a chicken cutlet store near Nancheng Elementary School. A young lady of about 20 years old, with a small and delicate figure, and a ponytail was carefully placing a marinated chicken fillet into the oil pan with her gloves.
Due to the heat, her bare forehead was already trickling with fine beads of sweat.
Across the freezer in front of her stood an elderly lady with white hair and a kind face, who was silently waiting.
Looking at the large chicken fillet, the elderly lady was very satisfied, and the wrinkles on her face gradually smoothened.
"Sigh, my grandson has been thinking about your chicken cutlet after his vacation. I took a half-hour drive just to buy it from you!"
The ponytailed young lady's eyes narrowed into two crescent moons.
Seeing such an innocent smile, the elderly lady joked: "No wonder your business is still great after the holidays. The food is delicious, the portion is huge, and you look so sweet. Giggle…"
The ponytailed girl's smile widened upon hearing the praises.
"Actually, I don't make much money from this store. The reason why I'm still holding on is mainly because I love children."
"It's good to love children. Young ladies who love children are always full of love!"
As the elderly lady commented, a slight "bang" suddenly sounded from the back kitchen. The startled ponytailed young lady let out an "oops" as she almost spilled the oil in the pot.
"Grandma, please wait a minute, I need to check if there's something spilled in the back kitchen!"
"Go ahead, it just so happens that my grandson likes to eat chicken cutlets that are deep-fried longer."
The ponytailed girl smiled apologetically, turned around, and trotted into the back kitchen with her apron.
The back kitchen was dark, and the ponytailed girl took off her mask, revealing an expressionless pretty face.
"A-Alliance Master… I'm sorry I couldn't save your brother. Feng Qing is also dead."
A slightly panicked voice came from the darkness.
The ponytailed girl went silent for a few seconds before asking: "Are we exposed?"
"In order to attract the attention of the Special Operations Unit, we showed our Red Mist Alliance's ID. But in the end, we failed…"
"That is to say, we are exposed?"
When she said those words, the air suddenly turned colder.
"The details on the IDs are not all true!" The lowered voice in the darkness argued.
The ponytailed girl heard the response and sighed: "Sigh, forget it. I'll arrange for you to leave Nancheng."
"M-Many thanks, Alliance M—… Argh."
Before the man finished his words, he felt a hand choking his throat.
Just as he subconsciously tried to shout, the hand squeezed hard and crushed his throat, cutting off all his life.
"Look, isn't this leaving Nancheng as well?"
Looking at the corpse in her hand, the ponytailed girl said with a smile. She lifted the corpse and put it in the corner as if it were garbage.
At that moment, she remembered the chicken fillet in the oil pan again. She hurriedly wiped her hands on her apron, put on the mask, and trotted away from the back kitchen.
"A box with condiments fell out. It gave me a fright!"
"It's good that nothing bad happened! Is this chicken cutlet ready?"
"Yes, I'll pack it up for you."