The rain was drizzling outside, and the sky remained gloomy and dark. The waves crashed against the rocks one after another with such force that it seemed as if a tsunami would erupt at any moment.

Zhong Yuanjie and Zhong Wenbin were tied to chairs, and they had already woken up.

However, they remained calm and did not shout or scream. Instead, they waited, because they believed that Sister Mo would not abandon them and would definitely come to rescue them.

Originally, there were only two people guarding them, but because Mo Jing escaped, the number of people in the room increased to eight, and there were also people guarding outside the door.

While they were dutifully guarding the two hostages, no one expected this.

Several bullets equipped with silencers quickly pierced their heads, and before those around them could react, the remaining people also fell to the ground.

The eight men didn't even know who killed them.

At the same time, all the screens in the monitoring room went white and an alarm sounded, a sign of an intrusion.

Suddenly, a head appeared on the iron bars of the window. A baby-faced boy appeared upside down, looking at them and smiling, "Hi, hello, my name is Amo. The boss sent me to rescue you."

As he spoke, he pulled out a spray bottle from his person and sprayed it at the iron bars, which produced a bright red flame.

The iron bars melted away in less than three seconds, visible to the naked eye. Amo laughed when he saw this, "Dr. Boyuan's research is really useful." As he spoke, he moved like a cat and suddenly squeezed through the melted window, rolled twice on the ground, and then stopped.

Zhong Yuanjie and Zhong Wenbin stared at each other in bewilderment.

Amo swiftly pulled out a knife and cut the ropes binding the two of them. Then, smiling, he said to them, "You two hurry up and get out the window. Someone will be waiting for you outside. I have other things to do."

Perhaps their voices disturbed the guards outside, who opened the door to ask what was wrong. But before they could even speak, Amo shot them dead without even looking up, his movements practiced and his marksmanship precise—a single shot to the head.

This surprised Zhong Yuanjie and his companion greatly.

Amo smiled cutely and said, "Don't you think I'm amazing? Boss has other tasks for me, so I have to go now."

And just like that, Amo abandoned the two of them and left. He didn't seem to care at all whether they would be kidnapped again, which greatly aroused their curiosity.

Who is this guy? He's so skilled, his marksmanship is so accurate. They became even more curious about the boss he mentioned.

But the most urgent thing is to get out of the window as soon as possible.

As soon as Amo stepped out the door, a laugh that was completely out of character for him spread across his face. Holding two pistols, he arrogantly shouted, "You bastards, your Grandpa Mo is here! Come out and face your death!"

His arrogant attitude showed no fear of attracting anyone's attention. He took down anyone who rushed at him with a single shot, without wasting a single bullet.

Holding the pistol, Amo still felt wronged. Pistols simply didn't suit his personality; he preferred rocket launchers, which had far greater destructive power, or even machine guns. In his mind, pistols were for women, but his boss had ordered him not to use them, for fear of hurting his sister-in-law.

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