two arrived at the bar after a while. This bar wasn't rowdy; it was a rather elegant one, with tasteful decor, hazy lighting, and graceful piano music.There is no fast-paced dancing, only music that...Bullets came like water, sweeping across both the junkyard and outside it. Snipers, assault rifles, and pistols fired incessantly, bullets spraying everywhere as if they were worthless. Mo Yuan rolled on the ground, ending up at the edge of the junkyard. He had surveyed the outdoor environment and knew where was safest and where he could best avoid sniper fire. Although this edge was within the sniper's field of vision, it wasn't a 100% view, only a 20% one. The other two were completely ignoring angles. Mo Yuan pulled his trigger with both hands, firing while hiding and taking cover. In the blink of an eye, he eliminated four or five people. Everyone else scrambled for cover. People inside stayed still, only those outside continued firing. Those who could see Mo Yuan opened fire, while the remaining dozen inside took cover to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

This was a highly trained assassination group, their combat style leaning towards that of NATO special forces. At a glance, they were clearly the product of the most advanced special agent training programs. They coordinated flawlessly. Mo Yao's range couldn't reach outside, he could only dodge, dodge. Add in the occasional stray bullets from those ten or so people inside, and after a minute, Mo Yao felt a bullet graze his waist. He was wounded, just enough to pause. In that brief moment, a gunshot rang out from behind him, striking his shoulder. Due to the sudden pain, Mo Yao's reaction was slightly delayed. As he dodged, a hail of bullets swept past him. 。This is an abandoned site, with 360° no blind spots. No matter where Mo Yao hides, he can be hit. The bullet density was like machine gun bullets coming out for free, very dense. Even Ultraman would get hit in this situation. 。 Hakuryu suddenly burst from his hiding place, pouncing on an enemy. The people outside were firing indiscriminately to avoid hitting their own side, so unlike their comrades, Hakuryu was injured but his agility remained unaffected. He rushed forward like a cheetah, the man dodged but was caught off guard and thrown down by Hakuryu. Hakuryu's knee struck the man's lower back vertebrae, and with his hand clasped around the enemy's head, he twisted it violently. The man's skull fractured instantly, killing him. Hakuryu snatched his assault rifle and magazine, rolling away to avoid incoming bullets. Meanwhile, Mokyo had reached a blind spot, struggling to numb the pain in his shoulder with painkillers. 。Bai Liu swept up the body on the ground, then engaged in a fight with the people inside. Dodging and weaving, he knocked down four or five of them. There were only seven or eight left in the abandoned place. 。Another middle-aged leader angrily stood up, wielding an assault rifle and firing wildly. His bloodshot eyes made Bai Liu extremely vulnerable as the bullets rained down on him. Mo Yao suddenly rolled out from beside the car and fired a shot at him. His hit accuracy was reduced due to the unpredictable movement, but the bullet struck the man's pancreas. Mo Yao followed up with another shot, hitting him squarely in the forehead. Both leaders were dead. 。Mo Yao rolled over to him and grabbed the powerful assault rifle, suddenly firing at the man holding the Barrett sniper rifle. They were almost in a direct firefight. Mo Yao's arm was hit by a bullet, a penetrating gunshot wound, but he was lucky enough to blow the man's head apart. 。Despite the chaos of battle, Bai Liu still took a moment to praise Mo Yao. "You're amazing," he said. "Truly incredible. I've never seen a human this strong. Bullets hit him like they were nothing. It's terrifying." 。Mo Yao had no heart to listen to Bai Liu's praise, rolling aside and picking up that bat from the ground. He squinted at Bai Liu, considering whether he should trust him. But Mo Yao took a gamble, speaking in a low voice, "My back is entrusted to you" 。" White Willow snapped her fingers in response, mouthing 'No problem!' I'll leave your back to you." 。It's equivalent to handing over his life to Bai Liu and letting him protect him. Mo Yao never does this, very few people can make him say this sentence, only his siblings and Feng Yun Lei Dian. On the battlefield of chaos, amidst the gunfire and bullets, such a bet is undoubtedly a gamble. If he loses, his life will be over. 。But now, there's no choice. He must hand over his back to Bai Liu. 。No matter how powerful he is, he is still just one person. He is a body of flesh and blood, he will feel pain, he will die. He has only two hands, he can only focus on facing the enemies outside. In this all-encompassing abandoned place, if he wants to escape, he can only take down everyone. 。And now, he can only take out all the snipers outside. That's the only way to ensure they have a way out. But if he wants to kill the snipers, someone has to protect his back. 。Unlike sniping and assault, he couldn't afford to be distracted. 。If he misread Bai Liu, he couldn't protect his back, or if someone shot him in the back, that wouldn't matter. Because the fact that he was willing to venture into this den of vipers for him was equivalent to trusting Bai Liu. If Bai Liu stabbed him in the back... 。That man was who he saw. Even if he looked wrong, it could only be blamed on himself. He was willing to admit defeat. 。Gunshots rang out, the icy bullets hitting the steel of the abandoned lot with a chilling clang. Mo Yao was known for his guns, especially sniper rifles. Among the several children in the Mo family, he and Wushuang were the best snipers. As long as it was a sniper rifle, he could take it up and kill with ease. It seemed like a finger passing by, pointing at him, and the bullet would follow that finger, instantly taking down their target without any suspense. 。Even in such an unstable and dangerous environment, Mo Yao's sniper rifle, when aimed, fired one step faster than the opponent who was also aiming at the same time. Then he ducked his head to avoid bullets, which landed beside him, but a sniper had been killed. 。The difficulty has also arrived, after killing a sniper, they learned their lesson and chose more hidden positions. From the sight of his scope, he could only see 10, completely unable to fire. 。Four people who tried to shoot Moyao inside were killed by Bai Liu, he did not disappoint Moyao, and protected him very steadily, even though his arms had two penetrating gunshot wounds and blood was flowing non-stop. 。The pristine white garment was now stained with blood, a shockingly vivid red. 。Mo Yuan loaded his gun and stopped searching for the sniper. He would shoot anyone he saw, taking down several more in a short while. However, bullets from outside the abandoned yard also hit Mo Yuan twice, once in the shoulder and once in the arm. 。This was a bloody battle, a very difficult one. Bai Liu was very clever and took care of everyone inside, but there were still ten or so people surrounding the house outside. Mo Yao saw a motorcycle that looked abandoned recently. He pursed his lips and looked at Bai Liu, asking him to go take a look, while he provided cover. 。Bai Liu understood his meaning. Under Mo Yao's long spear cover, he leaned the machine gun against the back of the car. This was a blind spot, and people outside couldn't reach it. Bai Liu checked the fuel tank and luckily found that there was still gas in the car. 。However, there wasn't much oil, and it could only get them to run for ten kilometers. 。Bai Liu asked, "Want to take a gamble" Both of them were covered in wounds. Bai Liu had serious gunshot wounds, and Mo Yao also had serious gunshot wounds and was losing too much blood. Continuing to delay here wasn't an option. They kept watch, occasionally firing a shot from afar. They would also bleed to death if they stayed put, so the current situation only left them with one choice—to gamble. 。"Bet!" Mo Yao said in a low voice. Bai Liu was very skilled at driving motorcycles, much better than Mo Yao, so naturally, Bai Liu was the one driving. Mo Yao and he sat back to back, if they were sitting normally, they would probably be killed. 。With the cover of a car, it was not difficult to drive. As people outside heard the sound of the car, bullets came flying like rain, hitting the car with a cold clang. Bai Liu smiled softly, beautiful and pure, "Give me a kiss." 。 In this situation, his tone was like flirting. Mo Yao's eyes darkened, Bai Liu smirked and went over to Mo Yao's neck, giving him a firm French kiss. The kiss was intense, like the final kiss on the brink of despair. 。They didn't know what the result of this outing would be, Bai Liu thought. If heaven wanted me to die tonight, I'd die in your arms. 。

Her lips parted, and Mo Yao wasted no words as she got into the car. Bai Liu slammed his foot on the accelerator, and the motorcycle shot through the scrapyard gates like a bird, racing onto the highway. Bullets came at them in a dense stream, like water splashing around them, kicking up dust. Bai Liu was very skilled at riding the motorcycle, weaving back and forth, cleverly dodging the bullets. Mo Yao held the Barrett rifle, firing wildly, forcing everyone to duck for cover.

The motorbike sped onto the highway, with seven or eight cars chasing after it. A cat-and-mouse chase ensued on the deserted road at night. 。Mo Yao had six gunshot wounds, luckily they were all external and didn't hit his internal organs, so he could still be so domineering and shoot. Bai Liu also had many gunshot wounds, both of them were suffering from excessive blood loss, but they could barely hold on. 。Mo Yao was more seriously injured than Bai Liu. As the car chased after them, Mo Yao suddenly turned his head and said, "Drive steadily..." 。Bai Liu received it, and the motorcycle became much steadier. Mo Yao narrowed his eyes, chambered a bullet, then a car opened its sunroof, and someone stuck their head out to fire, but they were unfortunately out of range, so they posed no threat to them. 。Mo Yao picked up the sniper rifle, aiming at the tires of the first car and firing a shot each. Under heaven, probably no one was as familiar with guns as Mo Yao, nor used them as smoothly. After two shots, the third bullet hit the fuel tank, and the car exploded instantly. The vehicle was blown apart, with dozens of parts flying around, flames shooting everywhere, tires and scrap metal falling. Bai Liu heard the screeching brakes and the chaotic sounds from behind. The sharp sound mixed with the smell of gunpowder made this night look so alluring. 。“You’re really scary…” Bai Liu said while driving, but his joy didn’t last long. The car behind him caught up again, scrapped three vehicles, and the remaining five regrouped and came after them again. 。Bai Liu was tragically discovering one thing, their car's gas tank was leaking. In other words, their car couldn't last very long, at most two more miles. Mo Yao said, “Let's go over the bridge and drive into the Spree River.” 。“

Bai Liu nodded, this was their only way out. Otherwise, the car ran out of gas on the road, and they would be left with no choice but to die. The cars behind them were relentlessly chasing after them. Bai Liu roared, “Hold on tight!” 。" He accelerated the car to its maximum speed, then roared with a sudden burst. The seemingly refined young man lifted the vehicle and drove it off the bridge, plunging into the Spree River from a height of several dozen meters." 。Several people got out of the car and started shooting at where they had landed. In a short while, the water turned red. Sirens wailed in the distance, and they knew they couldn't stay long. After firing about ten shots, they scrambled back into the car and drove away. 。When Mo Xiaobai received the message, it was late at night. He had been feeling inexplicably irritable lately and couldn't sleep. He always went to bed very late. He was supposed to take Ji Bing back to Rome, but something came up and he flew to Holland instead. His time zone wasn't adjusted properly, and he was already in a bad mood. 。Upon hearing the news of his boss's accident, he hurriedly boarded a plane. His boss was in Holland, and Berlin was close by. A few hours after takeoff, they arrived in Berlin. 。Immediately upon stopping, they relentlessly searched for him. The police had found Bai Liu; he was severely wounded and unconscious. However, Mo Yao remained missing. The Yun Pai members had searched the river for a long time but found no trace of him. Mo Xiaobai opened his computer to track Mo Yao's location. There was a chip implanted in Mo Yao's body that allowed them to track his whereabouts. Fengyun Leidian were unaware... 。Mo Chen received the message late, and almost at the same time as Mo Xiaobai, they were tracking it. The two of them worked together pretty quickly and soon locked onto a private clinic inside --- 。Mo Xiaobai and Yun rushed to the clinic when the doctor was giving Mo Yao emergency treatment. It was a girl passing by who discovered Mo Yao lying unconscious on the ground, so she saved him. Just happened that this girl was a nurse at the private clinic, so she brought him here. 。The private clinic's equipment was very simple, with the operating table just separated by a sheet of white cloth. Mo Xiaobai's hands were almost ripping the white cloth to shreds, and his veins were bulging on the back of his hand. 。Moe Yao lay on the operating table, wearing only a pair of shorts and her entire chest was exposed, covered in bloodstains. There were two gunshot wounds on her arms, two on her shoulders, a penetrating gunshot wound on her thigh, and another gunshot wound on the other arm. 。ger suffer such cruel punishments. 。She was in pain, and they watched helplessly. 。Wen Jing tiredly opened her eyes and looked at her companions. She had only met them a few months ago since coming to...