"Who cares! Just shoot him dead!" Xiao Fang suggested. Anyway, Qin Lang has committed many evil deeds and has several lives on his hands. Shooting him dead would be doing a service to the people.
Mu Nanxun knew this was the quickest solution, but Qin Lang was carrying a bomb. If a shot didn't kill him but instead enraged him and caused him to detonate the bomb, Mu Wenya would also die.
"What you're holding is dangerous. Listen to me, take it down." Mu Nanxun gradually approached him, hoping to catch him off guard and pin him to the ground.
“Danger…” Upon hearing this, Qin Lang repeated it as well. He glanced at his belongings, then looked up at Xiao Fang and Mu Nanxun, asking in confusion, “Who are you? What are you doing here? This is my home.”
Mu Nanxun: "..."
Xiao Fang: "..."
This person is truly insane.
"Oh, I remember now."
Just as Mu Nanxun was wondering how to respond, Qin Lang suddenly muttered to himself, "I remember now, you're here for my wedding. Today is my and Wenya's big day. She's marrying me, and no one can stop her from marrying me, no one can. I think, I think I've forgotten something. Do you know what it is?"
Mu Nanxun: "..."
"Oh right, Wenya and I are getting married. We're not getting married, but we don't have a master of ceremonies or a wedding room. That won't do. It will make things difficult for Wenya. I need to prepare one."
Just then, Ouyang also entered the cemetery, having circled around from another direction. He approached Qin Lang gradually from behind.
Mu Nanxun quickly understood what Ouyang was up to, so he pretended to talk to Qin Lang to distract him.
"Congratulations on your wedding! What else do you need to prepare?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Lang grinned at him and replied, "Of course we need to prepare a wedding room. I can't let my bride suffer, don't you think?"
As Ouyang drew closer to Qin Lang, Mu Nanxun's heart pounded with anxiety. Success or failure hinged on this moment.
“You’re right. So tell me, what kind of wedding room do you want? Do you want it to be big and luxurious, or small and cozy?”
Qin Lang thought for a moment and replied, "I don't know what kind I want. I need to ask Wenya. Where is Wenya?"
After saying that, Qin Lang glanced to the side and immediately spotted Mu Wenya moving away on the ground.
"Wenya, you're here! Why are you lying on the ground? It's too cold on the ground, get up..."
Just as Qin Lang was about to squat down, Ouyang finally caught up with him with great difficulty and pounced on him, knocking him to the ground. The flame of the lighter in his hand went out.
Ouyang climbed onto Qin Lang and started punching him repeatedly.
"You bastard, I'll beat you to death! I'll beat you to death!"
"You dare hurt Wenya? I'll take your life! Die, die!"
At the same time, Mu Nanxun and Xiao Fang quickly ran over. One of them helped Mu Wenya up from the ground, while the other pulled Ouyang away from Qin Lang and restrained Qin Lang, who was half-dead from being beaten by Ouyang.
"Let him go, I'm going to kill him!"
Ouyang clenched his fists, furious.
Mu Nanxun refused, "He deserves to die, but your hands are for healing and saving lives, and should not be stained with this man's blood."
"I don't care, I'm going to beat him to death! I'm going to beat him to death with my own hands!" Ouyang's furious state was so intense that even Mu Nanxun couldn't hold him back.
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