When the bullet was pletely empty, Juan Mu touched the heated gun barrel, smelled the smoke, and slowly regained consciousness.
He looked at An Fan with a confused expression as she walked towards him, feeling a little scared. My heart seemed to have received a huge shock, and the memories of the battle from earlier slowly surfaced clearly in my mind.
It was pure madness, drooling and laughing like crazy while shooting at the witches hiding in the darkness.
Without imagining it, he also knew how frightening and ferocious he looked right now.
He is losing control.
Fang Mu dropped the gun, quickly wiped the saliva from his face, and said in a dry, hoarse voice: "It's okay, you can continue."
Everyone was silent, not having the courage to speak. All the mysterious detectives had weapons in hand and looked at Fang Mu, whose expressions were stiff, relying on night vision goggles. Their conscience told them that this was the savior, but their body's instincts and reason told them that this person was too dangerous.
He could have killed the witch in a brutal way, or he could have killed them all with a laugh.
Fan Mu is more dangerous than a witch.
After the shock, everyone's emotions rose and fell. The death of a friend did not cause them much sadness. They just walked silently and cautiously, keeping their distance from Fan Mu.
Over 20 minutes later, with the help of Fang Mu's senses and scientific equipment, they found the kidnapped children and teens.
Everyone became even more silent when they saw several human corpses immersed in a cauldron and a mutilated girl who was hung upside down and turned into a corpse disciple. Everyone wanted to rip their teeth out.
Mysterious detectives scramble to rescue kidnapped children. After a while, the children ran away from the mine. A deafening, agonizing gunshot could be heard behind the evacuation team...
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