Upon seeing Mo Shuwan and Chen Na, the passengers remaining by the bus reacted as if they had seen saviors. They immediately stood up and surrounded the two, asking hopefully, "Did you switch weapons on the bus just now? What did you switch them for?"

Chen Na, who had recovered, was stunned for a moment. She took out a dagger, and the passengers' eyes immediately showed disappointment. They looked at Mo Shuwan and noticed the dagger sticking out of her bag. Their disappointment turned into deep despair.

The last straw collapsed, and several passengers collapsed to the ground, their cries no longer suppressed. One of them growled in a sob, "We're finished. No one can survive."

There's always a way out...

Before Chen Na could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the man leaning dejectedly against the bus next to her, "Impossible, we will all die, some people have already died."

Mo Shuwan was startled, her heart clenching as if gripped by a giant hand. Her face paled as she asked, "When did he die?"

Perhaps driven by despair, the man seemed less terrified, even managing a smile. "Just now, right by the roadside, we watched his body explode like a watermelon, but in the end, not even a trace of blood or a single fragment of flesh was left. Everyone around was a ghost; they didn't react at all, heh heh..."

Mo Shuwan's pupils contracted sharply. At the same time, she felt Chen Na, who was holding her arm, lean most of her weight against her. She must have been terrified. At this moment, under the weight of her panic, Mo Shuwan actually calmed down a bit and forced a smile. "We're still alive, aren't we?"

Dragging the terrified and exhausted Chen Na, they hurried towards the mall. However, before they could even enter, the wailing of an alarm blared from within the mall, and the anxious shouts of staff came over the loudspeaker. Soon after, several gunshots rang out, the staff's voices faded away, and a piercing crackling sound of electricity reached the ears of everyone still inside the mall. Amidst the panic, more and more people rushed out of the mall, and all the passengers simultaneously felt a burning sensation on the backs of their hands.

Mo Shuwan led Chen Na against the flow of people into the mall, stood against the wall, and then lowered her head, frowning as she looked at the few lines of bloody words that had appeared on the back of her hand.

Escape: Survive for two hours.

[Ten minutes remain until mission start time. Passengers who fail to reach the mission site by the start time will be eliminated.]

Chen Na immediately screamed in terror, "Where is the mission site?"

Ignoring her own thunderous heartbeat, Mo Shuwan quickly scanned her surroundings. Seeing the escalator teeming with people, she abruptly looked away, pulling Chen Na into the crowd. The flow of people made it difficult for them to move, and Chen Na, wearing high heels, even twisted her ankle several times. Finally, when Mo Shuwan had managed to get her to the top of the stairs, she couldn't help but shout, "Mo Shuwan, we only have ten minutes! We don't have time to run around!"

"Go to the mission site."

After giving a brief reply, Mo Shuwan didn't say anything more. Every time she ran up a floor, she would go to the corridor to observe her surroundings. Until she rushed to the last floor and stood in the empty corridor, looking at the shadowy figures on the top floor, her heart started racing instantly.

She looked down at the back of her hand and noticed that the words warning that she would be eliminated if she didn't reach the mission site had faded considerably. She took a deep breath and quickly walked in the opposite direction that led to the top floor.

At the same time, a man chewing gum, with only his mouth and nose showing, casually walked from the stairwell leading to the top floor into the corridor. When he heard hurried footsteps, he immediately crouched down, perfectly concealing himself against the wall. As the footsteps grew closer and several black-haired foreigners appeared in his field of vision, clearly running towards the top floor stairwell, he fired a shot without hesitation.

One shot and he was dead. His body fell to the ground with a thud. The other passengers immediately screamed in terror and tried to hide. The courage they had mustered vanished in the blink of an eye.

Mo Shuwan and Chen Na, who were hiding on the opposite side, looked pale. Chen Na urged anxiously, "There's no time. We should go to the mission site now."

As soon as the words left her lips, several more gunshots rang out. Mo Shuwan, trembling, pulled the dagger from her bag and tucked it into her jeans, then quickly placed the bag where the robber could see it. "Don't speak," she hurriedly warned Chen Na, then murmured in a trembling voice in Mandarin, "Don't kill me...don't kill me..."

Chen Na gripped Mo Shuwan's arm tightly, crying as she asked, "What are you saying?" But before she could finish speaking, footsteps approached, slowly drawing nearer. "Someone's coming! Don't speak!"

Mo Shuwan kept muttering those few words that Chen Na couldn't understand. She wanted to get away from Mo Shuwan, but the thought that even if she left, she wouldn't be able to reach the mission site filled her with despair.

The thug with the gun looked at the exposed bag and heard the tearful prayer. He felt a little relieved and strode over to where Mo Shuwan and Chen Na were hiding. He pressed the gun against Mo Shuwan's head and said, "Come out."

Mo Shuwan immediately covered her head and screamed, almost crawling out of her hiding place on her knees, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I'll do anything you want."

Unable to understand what Mo Shuwan was saying, Chen Na could only crawl out with Mo Shuwan and kneel in front of the bandits, trembling with fear.

The bandits chuckled contemptuously and quickly took the two hostages to the top floor, where they were thrown together with the other hostages. The moment they reached the top floor, the bloody words on the backs of Mo Shuwan and Chen Na's hands subtly changed. When the two confirmed it, only the words "Escape from danger: Survival for two hours" remained.

Shrinking into the crowd, Mo Shuwan breathed a sigh of relief; the first hurdle had been overcome.

Once the hostages were brought up one by one, Chen Na, who had been trembling with fear, was finally relieved to be safe for the time being. At the same time, she thought of the passengers who had been killed, and her feelings were extremely complicated. She sobbed softly, "Thank you, I'm so grateful to you this time."

Mo Shuwan lowered her head and did not answer.

Chen Na was probably terrified. She kept trying to talk to Mo Shuwan, but her voice was very soft and drowned out by her sobs, enough to ensure that the bandits wouldn't hear her. "That was so dangerous. What if he had just killed us?"

Mo Shuwan remained silent, her gaze fixed on the back of her left hand, staring at the blood-written words for a long time. Just when Chen Na thought she wouldn't answer, she suddenly whispered, "Who would care about two weaklings who are so terrified they can't even hide properly?"

After speaking, Mo Shuwan tightly shut her mouth again, shrank into the crowd, and carefully looked around with her head slightly raised. She took in the approximate number of bandits on the top floor, then quickly lowered her head, pursed her lips, and stared blankly at the back of her hand.

She appeared calm, but in reality, her mind was in turmoil. Disbelief and hysterical rebuttals intertwined, causing her vision to blur. Death seemed so close that she couldn't help but believe she had been swept into some unknown darkness.