Mo Wen thought happily.
Wu Minying, crouching behind the guards, had obviously been here for a long time. He stood up and stared at Mo Wen, his smile sinister, and said, 'Sorry, but you're probably going to have to give yourself up here today.'
The King of Spades had previously sent over all of Mo Wen's movement data, so he knew clearly that the man in front of him was definitely not someone who could be easily dealt with.
However...his orders were to get this guy to confess no matter what.
His heart was on full alert, and Wu Minying pursed his lips, his gaze sharp.
'Let me confess here...' Mo Wen lightly ran his fingers through Yu Lan's disheveled hair and let out a laugh, 'come and try.'
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the hard ground beneath his feet suddenly become soft, and before he could lift his foot, his entire ankle sank into the ground.
Seeing that he had successfully trapped Mo Wen, Wu Minying, clenching his fists with glee, immediately ordered the opening of fire. The dense bullets all shot in the same direction towards Mo Wen at the same time, and deafening gunfire echoed throughout the hallway.
While comforting the fidgety Yu Lan in his arms, Mo Wen calmly lowered his head and kissed her cheek.
Countless bullets were densely packed around him like swarms of locusts. It was clearly a dynamic scene, but it was as lifeless as a painting, motionless.
Wu Minying, who had been determined to win, was suddenly stunned. He couldn't believe it and took out his gun, firing several shots at Mo Wen. As expected, the bullets remained fixed in the air.
'How is this possible...' Wu Minying gritted his teeth and glared at Mo Wen menacingly, recalling what he had read in the information before, and shouted, 'What the hell kind of superpower do you have!'
Mo Wen glanced at him, but did not answer his question.
Slowly lowering his eyes, Mo Wen looked as if he had effortlessly pulled out his foot. He shook his shoe, which was covered in mud, and let out a light laugh.
All the bullets around them clanged and fell to the ground, their pleasant sound immediately attracting Yu Lan's attention.
'Ooh!' She excitedly pointed at the bullets all over the ground, tugged Mo Wen's hair and was about to jump down, not caring about the tense atmosphere at the moment.
'Lanlan...these bullets are no fun. When we get back, I'll get you a crystal core to play with, okay?' Yu Lan was impossible for Mo Wen to be harsh with, so he really had to make a big effort to restrain the suddenly active Yu Lan in his arms.
'Oww!' However, Yu Lan didn't listen to Mo Wen's words. She gnashed her teeth ferociously at Mo Wen, clearly indicating that if she wasn't allowed to go down and play, she would bite.
He knew that even if his Lan bit, she wouldn't bite. Mo Wen calmly placed her head on his shoulder, and then walked towards Wu Minying step by step.
Heartbroken, she watched her 'toy' get further and further away, and Lan's face hung down disconsolately.
'Keep shooting!' Wu Minying was shocked by Mo Wen's intimidating aura. He took a half-step back in a flustered manner, and there was no longer any trace of the squad leader in him. 'Damn it, keep shooting!'
Naturally, the guards did not dare to disobey Wu Minying's order. They gritted their teeth and continued to fire, completely disregarding the consequences.
This time, the bullets did not stop, and they all hit the wall, shaking up a large cloud of dust.
Wu Minying squinted and stared ahead, and soon discovered something was wrong. The wall was riddled with bullet holes, but there was no sign of Mo Wen.
Surprised, he looked around, and the next second, he suddenly felt a force on his back that directly pulled him over. His head was pressed heavily against the wall, and the heavy force almost made him faint.
Looking down at Wu Minying, who was lying on the ground unable to even stand up, Mo Wen raised the corner of his lips in a gentle smile and said, 'I'm very surprised. You're only a seventh-level mutant, so what makes you think you're qualified to make me confess here?'
After saying this, he didn't wait for the pale Wu Minying to say anything to beg for mercy, and he just raised his foot and directly crushed his skull.
As for the other guards, they were still firing at the spot, and since the noisy sound of the bullets filled the entire corridor, they didn't even notice that their squad leader had already died at Mo Wen's feet.
'What are we going to do with them?' Mo Wen seemed to be pondering and seemed to be asking Yu Lan for her opinion.
Yu Lan covered her ears and felt that it was especially noisy. Deep down in her consciousness, she always felt particularly disgusted by the sound of gunfire.
Disgusted?
A sense of bewilderment flashed in her clouded eyes. She lowered her head, and a memory suddenly surfaced in her confused mind, as blurry as a dream.
It was as if someone was whispering in her ear, or as if someone was holding a gun against her back. She could hear the dull sound of gunshots behind her, and she could also feel the piercing pain throughout her back.
'Die, Yu Lan,'
a familiar yet strange female voice resounded in her memory.
'Too noisy?' Mo Wen's hoarse and deep voice sounded beside Yu Lan's ear, and his thin lips with warm breath drew across her cheek, instantly pulling back all her thoughts.
Yu Lan took her hand away from her ear and stared blankly at Mo Wen.
'Are you not feeling well?' Mo Wen was full of Yu Lan in his heart and eyes. Seeing that she didn't seem to be feeling well, he paid no attention to these irrelevant guards and hugged her tightly before continuing to climb the stairs.
Just then, one of the guards happened to turn his head back to death, and at a glance, he saw Wu Minying, who had no head and was lying against the wall, and Mo Wen's back as they were climbing the stairs. His breathing stopped, and he quickly and fearfully tugged the clothes of the guard next to him.
It was only then that the guards gradually realised that Mo Wen had already reached behind them and continued climbing the stairs.
Several guards raised their guns and aimed at Mo Wen's back, hesitating whether to shoot or not as they looked at each other.
However, Mo Wen's back seemed to have eyes, and the moment they aimed their guns at him, he turned his head and gave them a humble nod and smile.
That smile really looked like a fierce ghost to the guards.
They were so flustered that their legs gave way and they sat down on the ground. They soon felt the air around them freeze, making it difficult to breathe.
'I wanted to let you go,' Mo Wen murmured flatly, and his indistinct voice soon dissipated into the air.
The corridor finally returned to peace.
Without the annoying gunshots, Yu Lan obediently leaned against Mo Wen's shoulder, absently twiddling her fingers.
She was very quiet and uncomfortable.
She always felt like something deep inside her mind was about to erupt, which made her feel a little scared and resistant.
Shrinking her body, she could only feel her tailbone getting hotter and hotter, and her entire spine burning.