Warm liquid exploded on the side of Mu Zi's face.
She saw a glob of bloody stuff fly out, and couldn't look away in time, because even her eyelashes were covered in that goo, hot and wet and raw and fishy.
The hostage taker behind her fell to the ground with a loud crash, and Mu Zi staggered two steps and raised her hand to wipe her face.
... hands full of red and white brain matter.
He had blown out the man's eyeballs, and the brains splattered all over her face.
Her face was covered in dead man's brains! It was even on her lips!
Mu Zi couldn't take it anymore and threw up holding onto the tree trunk behind her!
She vomited so much that her stomach convulsed and tears flowed out of her eyes.
The gunfire had stopped at some point, and the man walked behind her, gently stroking her back and coaxing, "It's okay, it's okay already ..."
It's okay? Now surrounded by dead people, this is also called all right?
Mu Zi didn't want to be touched by this plague god, but she vomited until she was exhausted and didn't have the strength to slap his hand away.
Murong Cheng fired several more shots at the dead man on the ground.
He smashed the other person's face, the ground was covered with sticky blood, and tofu dregs like brain matter, the eyeballs dangling outside the eye sockets jumped by the gunshot shock, comical in a horrifying way.
Mu Zi genuinely couldn't stand the heavy-handed image and almost hissed, "He's dead!"
So stop doing such disgusting things, okay!
"I know." Murong Cheng put away his gun, his voice low and soft, "This is the rule, make the face unrecognizable to avoid implicating their family."
In the business of being an assassin, one usually has to cut off six relatives, but it is also inevitable that after an accident, the police will find out about their family members. It would be fine for the lives of the unknowing family members to be clouded over, but what's even more frightening is that it might lead to the enemies of the living to seek revenge.
Mu Zi did not know what to think.
He smashed someone's face, but instead he was doing a good deed?
She inclined her face away to breathe deeply, not wanting to look at the tragic situation on the ground again, but even her breath was all about that raw odor of a dead person!
Her stomach was churning violently, and she couldn't throw up anymore, dry-heaving for a while, making it even worse.
This attack lasted only a few short minutes, but for Mu Zi it was unforgettable.
The people who attempted to ambush Murong Cheng were all dead, and two people died on Murong Cheng's side, Wang Zhan was arranging for people to make amends.
Looking at the way these people acted well and with a calm demeanor, one could tell that this kind of assassination was a common occurrence for them.
The Huo family is a veritable gang-related organization, but over the years, with the legalization of the gaming industry, the Huo family's casinos have blossomed, and the so-called gang organization has gradually been cleansed and turned into the famous Huo Group.
However, the Huo family's roots are still black! Murong Cheng works for the Huo family, fights and killings are inevitable, and things like today, I'm afraid they will happen frequently in the future.
And relatively speaking, if someone from the Huo family has the intention to target anyone, no one will be able to escape.
Mu Zi's heart sinks further and further down ...
...
Murong Cheng carries her back to his car.
Mu Zi's pink Hummer, which was already riddled with holes, was almost considered scrapped and could never be driven again.
Her little cutie, just a few days after arriving, was scrapped because of Murong Cheng.
Mu Zi, however, didn't even have the mood to blame.
She sat in Murong Cheng's arms in a state of confusion, her expression almost stagnant.
Murong Cheng looked like he wanted to soothe her, kissing the top of her hair and cheeks, gently stroking her stiff arms and legs and limbs.
However, this kind of soothing couldn't do anything for Mu Zi.
She felt Murong Cheng's lips lightly touching her own, and remembering the blood and brains on her face, her face turned even whiter with a vicious chill!
What was the difference between him kissing like this and drinking blood and eating marrow!
"Don't!" Mu Zi shouted as she broke down.
She had had enough!