Chapter 42

Mo Wen thought happily.

Wu Minying, crouching behind the guard, has obviously been here for a long time. He stood up and stared at Mo Wen with a smile, "sorry, you may have to explain here today."

Before, spade K had sent all the action data of Mo Wen, so he clearly knew that the man in front of him was definitely not a good solution.

But... The order he got was to let this guy explain here anyway.

In his heart, Wu Minying raised his vigilance. Wu Minying pursed his lips and his eyes were sharp.

"Let me explain here..." Mo Wen gently ran over Yu Lan's broken hair and laughed, "let's try."

As soon as his voice fell, he felt that the hard ground under his feet suddenly became soft. He had almost no time to lift his foot, and his whole ankle had fallen in.

Seeing that Mo Wen was successfully trapped, Wu Minying pinched his fist and was proud, he immediately ordered to fire. Dense bullets were fired in the direction of Mo Wen at the same time, and deafening gunshots rang out in the whole corridor.

Soothing the irritable Yu Lan in his arms, Mo Wen calmly lowered his head and kissed her cheek.

Countless bullets were packed around him like swarms of locusts. It was a dynamic scene, but it was as lifeless and motionless as a painting.

Wu Minying, who was determined to win, was shocked. He couldn't believe it. He took out his gun and fired several shots at Mo Wen. The bullet was still fixed in the air unexpectedly.

"How is this possible..." recalling what he saw in the data before, Wu Minying gritted his teeth and glared at Mo Wen and shouted, "what kind of power is this, you TM!"

Mo Wen glanced at him, but did not answer his question.

Slowly lowered his eyes. Mo Wen seemed to pull out his feet effortlessly, shook his mud covered shoes, and he also smiled.

All the bullets jingled on the ground, and the pleasant voice suddenly attracted Yu Lan's attention.

"Ouch!" she excitedly pointed to the bullets all over the ground, pulled Mo Wen's hair and was about to jump down, regardless of the tense atmosphere at this time.

"Lan Lan... These bullets don't have any fun head. It's not good for me to take the crystal core for you when we go back?" he was hard on Yu Lan Mo Wen, so he really took a lot of effort to trap Yu Lan who suddenly became active in his arms.

"Ow!" but Yu Lan didn't listen to Mo Wen. She was fierce and bared her teeth to Mo Wen. She made it clear that she wouldn't let her go down to play, so she bit people.

He knew that his blue would not bite even if he bared his teeth. Mo Wen calmly pressed her head on his shoulder, and then walked towards Wu Minying step by step.

Looking at the "toy" farther away from her, Yu Lan was very sad and drooped his face.

"Continue shooting!" Wu Minying was stunned by the impressive momentum of Mo Wen. He stepped back half a step in embarrassment. He looked like a little captain in a hurry, "Damn, continue shooting for me!"

The guards naturally dare not disobey Wu Minying's orders. They bite their teeth and continue shooting, completely regardless of the consequences.

This time the bullets didn't stop. They all hit the wall and shook up a lot of dust.

Wu Minying narrowed his eyes and stared at the front. He soon found something wrong. The wall was riddled with bullets, but there was no ink.

He looked around in surprise. The next second, he suddenly felt a force on his back and pulled him directly. His head was heavily pressed on the wall. The heavy force almost made him faint.

Lightly lowered his head and looked at Wu Minying, who was lying on the ground and couldn't even stand up. Mo Wen provoked the corners of his lips and said gently, "I'm very strange. You're just a seventh level power. What qualifications do you have for me to explain here?"

After saying that, without waiting for the pale Wu Minying to say anything to beg for mercy, Mo Wen raised his foot and directly crushed his skull.

As for the other guards, they were still shooting at the same place. Because the noise of bullets was all over the corridor, they didn't notice that their team leader had died under the feet of Mo Wen.

"What are we going to do with them?" Mo Wen seemed to be meditating and asked Yu Lan what he meant.

Yu Lan covered her ears and felt a special noise. In the depths of her consciousness, she always had a special aversion to the sound of guns.

Disgust?

The turbid eyes flashed a daze, she hung her head, and a memory suddenly appeared in her chaotic mind, just like a dreamland.

It seemed that someone was talking in her ear, and someone put a gun against her back. She could hear the dull gunfire behind her and feel the pain of the whole back.

"Go to hell, Yu Lan."

A familiar and strange female voice finally rang out in her memory.

"Too noisy?" murmur's hoarse and deep voice sounded on Yu Lan's ear. The thin lips with warm breath crossed her cheek and pulled back all her thoughts in an instant.

Yu Lan took down the hand that stood in her ear. She stared at the ink with a blank face.

"Uncomfortable?" Mo Wen filled his eyes with Yu Lan. Seeing her, it would seem uncomfortable. He took care of these irrelevant guards, hugged her, turned around and continued to climb the stairs.

Just then, a guard who was killed turned back and saw the back of Wu Minying and Mo Wen who fell on the wall and had no head. When he was breathing, he quickly pulled the clothes of the nearby guard in panic.

These guards gradually found that Mo Wen had already arrived behind them and continued to climb the stairs.

Several guards took up the wall and aimed at Mo Wen's back. They looked at each other and hesitated to shoot.

However, the back of Mo Wen's head seemed to have eyes. When they aimed at him with a gun, they turned back and smiled humbly at them.

The smile was really like a fierce ghost in the eyes of the guards.

They sat down on the ground with soft legs, and soon felt that the surrounding air was solidified together, making people unable to breathe.

"I wanted to let you go." the ink whispered blandly, and the unclear voice soon dissipated in the air.

The corridor was finally calm again.

Without the annoying gunfire, Yu Lan leaned on Mo Wen's shoulder and fiddled with his fingers.

She'll be quiet and uncomfortable.

She always felt that something was about to burst out in the depths of her consciousness, which made her a little afraid and resistant.

Shrinking her body, she only felt that the caudal vertebra was getting hotter and hotter, and the whole spine burned.