Chapter 320: Evil Feng Mu? ! !
The prison guard who was shot was furious, and fire was spewing out of his nose: "???"
I've seen people who talk nonsense, but I've never seen someone who talks nonsense like this. If everyone keeps silent, it means they assume that what you said is right, right? It's obvious that... His lips trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth to argue, but he didn't expect that Feng Mu had completely predicted his next move.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a gun barrel was inserted into his throat like lightning, penetrating deep into his throat with such force that it broke his pharynx.
Then, he heard Feng Mu continue to say in his usual calm and gentle voice: "Lou Rui participated in and assisted the riot of the death row prisoners. My people came to arrest him, but you deliberately stopped them.
In full view of everyone, you stretched out your left foot to try to help him. Now, I have to seriously doubt whether you are in collusion with Lou Rui and you should also be involved in the riot! "
The face of the prison guard who was shot changed drastically, his eyes widened as big as copper bells, and he could only make vague "wuwuwu" sounds from his throat.
He desperately tried to pull the gun barrel out of his mouth with both hands, but the barrel seemed to be grown together with his throat and did not move at all. In his weak struggle, he could only shake his head desperately.
Feng Mu's face remained calm: "It seems that you have nothing to say. You have admitted your identity as an accomplice and killed so many fellow prison guards. Repent!"
The prison guard shook his head even more frantically, his eyes full of panic. He saw Feng Mu's index finger slowly and irreversibly moving towards the trigger.
Feng Mu's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing his white teeth: "It's useless for you to deny it. Lou Rui has admitted it for you. Otherwise, why would he hold on to your clothes so tightly and not let go?"
The prison guard lowered his head in fear. His eyes seemed to be fixed on him. He stared at Lou Rui blankly. Flames of hatred spurted out of his bulging eyeballs, as if he was asking, "Why are you trying to hurt me?"
Lou Rui tilted his head back and looked straight into those eyes, then he realized that he had been holding onto the other person's hand since the beginning, refusing to let go as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.
Lou Rui hesitated for a moment, and before he could decide whether to let go, the sound of gunfire made the decision for him.
A muffled sound, duller than the previous two, came from the guard's mouth, through the vibration of his skull.
The scarlet bullet accurately pierced the prison guard's throat, passed through his cervical vertebrae, and brought out a string of broken bones and gushing blood.
Lou Rui's hand loosened involuntarily, and the head of the corpse, which had lost its life force, tilted back and fell weakly to the ground, with the back of its head spurting blood falling on Ma Xuan's instep.
Ma Xuan hurriedly retracted his legs, as if he was afraid that the dirty blood would stain his shoes, and subconsciously took half a step back.
All the prison guards present stared at Feng Mu in horror, their eyes full of disbelief.
No one could have predicted that Feng Mu would pull the trigger without hesitation, and no one thought that he would execute a colleague in public.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the corpse on the ground with its mouth open and blood gushing out. A creepy chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.
At this moment, everyone felt the heavy weight hidden behind Feng Mu's smiling face.
Feng Mu gently shook off the dirt on the muzzle of the gun. Even though the muzzle was pointing at the ground, all the prison guards swallowed their saliva in unison.
Lou Rui's mouth was not blocked, but he seemed to have lost his voice. He didn't even dare to breathe deeply. He let Wang Ping'an come up from behind, grab his hair, and drag him away like a dead dog.
His two legs, including the lame one, were kneeling on the ground, trying desperately to create a little more distance between him and Feng Mu.
Guan Zhong walked up to Feng Mu with a look of reverence on his face, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to Feng Mu respectfully with both hands.
Feng Mu took the handkerchief with a smile on his face, slowly wiped off the dirt on the gun, then handed the gun over casually and said earnestly:
"Hold the gun steady. I'll only teach you this once. Have you learned how to shoot?"
Guan Zhong took a deep breath, took the pistol with both hands, gripped the handle tightly, and nodded heavily: "I got it!"
Before he finished speaking, Guan Zhong suddenly raised his arm and aimed the crosshairs at Ma Xuan's brow without hesitation. The arm holding the gun was steady, without a single tremor.
Ma Xuan's heart trembled suddenly, as if he was stung by a poisonous bee. Even the gold-rimmed glasses could not hide the gloom that was gradually spreading across his face.
His brows were furrowed tightly, forming a deep "川"-shaped wrinkle, and he said in a cold tone: "Feng Mu, what do you mean?"
Ma Xuan stared at Feng Mu. It was hard to imagine that just a few weeks ago, Feng Mu was just a newly recruited prison guard in the Second Ward. However, now, the other party's men dared to point guns at him.
"They are all specially brewed strange and powerful!" Ma Xuan thought to himself.
At this moment, Ma Xuan no longer had any doubt about Guan Zhong's courage to shoot. The determination and fanaticism revealed in the other's eyes made him feel a chill and frightened.
This man has been completely fooled by Feng Mu. In Ma Xuan's opinion, even if Feng Mu ordered him to shoot himself at this moment, Guan Zhong would probably do it without hesitation.
It's like being brainwashed by an evil spirit.
"I...I learned it too!"
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Jiang Li took a deep breath and suddenly spoke.
As the words fell, he immediately raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Ma Xuan.
Although his arms were shaking slightly, the muzzle of the gun never left Ma Xuan's face.
Ma Xuan's face suddenly turned pale, and he was so angry that he almost cursed:
"Two?! More than one has been brainwashed. It's only been such a short time and two of them have been brainwashed. Do these guys have no brains?"
Actually there are 2.5 of them, and the other 0.5 is Wang Ping'an. He went to the security department but didn't get his gun, so now he has no gun in his hand. He can only hold up an electric baton to pretend to have a gun, but was ignored by Ma Xuan.
Wang Ping'an used to believe that "the way of police" was safety first, but at this moment he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
The feeling of having a gun in your hand and not having a gun in your hand is indeed very different.
In desperation, Wang Ping'an could only hold the electric baton high while pulling Lou Rui's hair tighter, baring his teeth, frowning, and squeezing out the most ferocious expression as if he wanted to eat someone.
"I was wrong. I was wrong before. The real 'safety first' is not to not carry a gun and be kind to others. On the contrary, I should always hold the gun firmly."
Wang Ping'an seemed to have experienced a spiritual transformation at this moment. His epiphany was profound and thorough. "In this dangerous world, you either point a gun at others or someone points a gun at you. Only by always pointing the gun at others first can you ensure your own safety."
"This world is always full of kindness towards evil people, so 'safety first' means being the number one evil person!"
(End of this chapter)
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