The muffled sound of gunfire came through the holes in the stairwell. Qin Sheng and Qin Zhihuai exchanged a glance and rushed out at the same time.

The terminal doors had been closed at some point. In the center of the empty hall, several men in black stood with weapons, while the surrounding passengers stood trembling in place, not daring to move an inch.

Qin Sheng and Qin Zhihuai stopped in front of the man in black.

The moment the men in black saw Qin Zhihuai, they knew that Moza had failed, which surprised them.

Qin Zhihuai is difficult to deal with, not because of him, but because his spy network is so pervasive that it is hard for them to break through the network's blockade and get close to him.

Not to mention that besides the six elite members of the secret service who have been following him for a long time, there are countless other people protecting him in the shadows, so even if they occasionally get close, they have no chance to make a move.

But this time it's different.

This time, it was Lord Fei who personally took charge, covering their way to avoid the spy network's eyes and ears, allowing the entire Sixth Elite Team to infiltrate Ancheng undetected, and making preparations in advance.

This plan was absolutely foolproof.

But just minutes ago, the airport surveillance and network signals that they had been firmly in control of were suddenly attacked by unknown individuals, and the security measures personally set up by Lord Fei were breached in less than five minutes.

The news has been sent out, and I believe the Dark Guard will arrive to provide support soon.

With only a hundred or so people, even with advanced weapons and strong capabilities, it would be difficult for them to leave Ancheng smoothly.

The most sensible thing to do at this moment is to evacuate immediately before reinforcements from the secret service arrive.

But after paying such a huge price, they returned empty-handed. Even if they were eventually able to return to the Black Prison, the outcome for them would not be much better than death.

Left with no other choice, they opted for the stupidest yet most direct method: threats.

The leader of the men in black glanced at Moza, who was being held captive by four elite members of the Dark Guard, and his expression darkened. He reached out and grabbed the nearest man, using his weapon to restrain him.

"Release them!"

Qin Zhihuai's face darkened. He glanced at the man who was being held hostage, hesitated for only a moment, and then waved his hand: "Give them to them."

The four elite members of the secret service exchanged a glance, released their grip on Moza, and pushed him over. Immediately, one of the men in black stepped forward to support him.

Moza's face turned extremely gloomy. His gaze swept over Qin Sheng, and he suddenly turned around and pounced on him!

The next moment, he was sent flying backward.

Qin Sheng withdrew her kicking foot, and in a flash caught up with Moza, stepping on his forehead.

His lowered brows and eyes revealed coldness and ferocity: "Don't you want to die fast enough?"

Moza smiled nonchalantly: "Go ahead and kill me if you dare."

His gaze swept over the countless people in the airport who were too terrified to move, and his smile widened: "I just wonder how your Chinese government will explain this afterward. A revenge killing? A power struggle? Or some other high-sounding reason?"

Qin Sheng ignored him and kicked him back into the hands of the elite members of the Dark Guard. She turned to look at the man being held hostage by the men in black and asked, "Are you addicted to being held hostage?"

The man smiled, his voice slightly hoarse: "I need Sheng Sheng to save me."

Qin Sheng looked at him, her gaze suddenly freezing: "You're injured?"

Fu Jingheng's expression softened, and he lowered his voice, saying, "I was just accidentally bitten by a dog, it's nothing."

Qin Sheng, however, had already keenly detected the smell of blood.

She looked at the man's black overcoat, and her expression gradually turned cold.

"Release him," she said to the man in black who was holding Fu Jingheng hostage.

The man in black sneered, "Who do you think you are? I..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked hard in the stomach, and he flew out of control, knocking down the three people behind him.

The man in black suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Before he could even react in alarm, Qin Sheng had already caught up with him.

It was a face so exquisitely beautiful that it was beyond reproach, with a pair of bright and clear almond-shaped eyes, but at this moment, all that remained was a cold, irritable, and violent aura.

With just one glance, the man in black shivered violently, his body involuntarily shifting backward.

Just then, several shots rang out.

The remaining six men in black, who had already realized what was happening, attacked simultaneously, their target Qin Sheng.

"Sheng Sheng!"

Qin Zhihuai and Fu Jingheng's pupils shrank, and they pounced on Qin Sheng at the same time!

The girl, who was at the center of everyone's attention, did not move her eyebrows or even shift her body. She simply raised a slender, fair hand and swept it through the air.

Ding ding ding ding!

Five crisp sounds rang out so tightly that there was almost no gap between them. By the time people came to their senses, they saw that she had caught all six bullets, which were so fast that they were too fast for the human eye to see.

Everyone: "..."

Are you sure this isn't special effects?

"You...you..."

The leader of the men in black was terrified. He couldn't utter a word for a long time and could only keep backing away.

Qin Sheng raised her foot to stomp on his head, but was stopped by a hand that reached out from the side.

Fu Jingheng pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back, his husky voice coaxing, "It's just a relapse of your old injury, don't be angry."

As they got closer, the stench of blood intensified, and Qin Sheng's gaze grew even colder: "Let me go."

The little girl was so considerate of him, Fu Jingheng was both touched and helpless: "Sweetie, there are too many people here, it's not easy to make a move. You can give it to your brother later..."

Before he could even utter the word "revenge," the little girl in his arms gave a slight jolt and broke free from his embrace, then took two steps back to Qin Zhihuai's side.

His cool face carried a subtle, undisguised disdain: "It stinks."

Fu Jingheng: "..."

His heartfelt gratitude and relief were ultimately misplaced.

Qin Sheng's agitation had subsided. Her gaze swept over the people who were both surprised and frightened. She said in a calm voice, "The filming is over. Everyone can leave now."

Filming...filming?

The people who had been terrified finally came to their senses. They looked at the men in black lying all over the ground, then at the six bullets still in the girl's hand, and finally at Qin Zhihuai, and suddenly realized what had happened!

Oh, it was filming!

Their tense bodies suddenly relaxed, and several people with poor endurance collapsed to the ground, cold sweat pouring down their faces.

Qin Zhihuai also realized what was happening and immediately gave a wink to the staff behind him.

The group understood and rushed forward to surround Qin Zhihuai and the others. The manager apologized repeatedly, saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry. We added a scene at the last minute and scared everyone. I'm really so sorry."

After glancing around at the situation, he paused for a moment and continued with a smile, "If you're not in a hurry, please rest here for a while. We've prepared some breakfast and drinks, and the staff has already gone to get them. This is a small token of our apology and a thank you for your cooperation."