Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Looking at the child whose leg was seriously wounded, the crowd was completely silent. No one spoke up. However, on the XI base's side, everyone was holding onto their guns tightly.

Aqib had really lost all his patience. From the start, he had already made plans for the worst possible scenario. He directed the gun toward those children's back and slowly began to shift his feet against the ground.

The moment any of the police officers dared to do anything, he would ignite all of the landmines.

None of them would be left alive!

Everyone was watching as this scene unfolded.

Except for Ji Nuan.

As the people were shifting backward, so she was finally able to catch a glimpse of Mo Jingshen.

She stared at him.

Everyone was shifting backward. He was the only one heading straight in.

When Mo Jingshen appeared, Aqib's enraged expression finally became more composed.

"Mr. Mo!" Officer Entes rushed forward to stop him, but Mo Jingshen blocked his raised arm.

"I'll head over." Mo Jingshen's tone was mild.

Nan Heng, who was on the other side, knew that it was impossible to stop him. He gave a look to all of the men from the base, and they immediately responded by raising their guns; they were prepared to take action at any time.

Right now, both parties were in a stalemate. Neither dared to make a careless move.

Mo Jingshen's appearance caught the attention of everyone on Aqib's side.

Ji Nuan watched as Mo Jingshen stepped into the danger zone and glanced at the people surrounding her. She carefully hid behind the crowd.

Staying behind the large crowd, she slowly shifted her feet to approach.

Aqib and his people's attention were all focused on Mo Jingshen, Officer Entes, and Nan Heng. As long as the three of them did not make any strange movements or commands, it meant that they were temporarily safe. Since they did not issue any orders, the people around them naturally would not dare to make any hasty movements either.

Feng Ling, who had rushed over, was preparing to sneak attack from the back when she saw that Ji Nuan had gone around the back on the ground and was quite a distance away from her.

Her expression was startled. She wanted to rush over, but right now, it was impossible to make any large movements. She lightened her steps and did her best to chase after her.

Just as everyone was watching Mo Jingshen's approach, Aqib glanced at Dali. Dali chuckled coldly as he prepared himself to use Mo Jingshen as the final bargaining chip.

However, they did not sense that there was actually someone behind them.

The police officers were still withdrawing backward. Aqib watched as Mo Jingshen moved close enough for him to touch and was about to state his conditions for negotiation. He did not sense anything strange.

At this moment, Mo Jingshen and Nan Heng noticed a white silhouette standing across them, at the back of the crowd.

Just as Mo Jingshen's paused in his footsteps, Nan Heng abruptly raised his arm.

Peng—

A gunshot was fired; Nan Heng had fired a blank toward the sky and captured Aqib's attention. Just as Aqib was about to raise his gun toward Mo Jingshen, another unexpected gunshot resounded from behind.

"Peng—" It was unlike the heavy noise from Nan Heng's rifle, speeding through the air without anyone's notice.

Before Aqib could react to the noise, he abruptly received a bullet to his shoulder. His arm holding onto his gun weakened as he slanted forward.

In this moment of life and death, Nan Heng and Officer Entes immediately began firing their guns, aiming for the heads of Aqib and his people.

Aqib and his people had seen things clearly. From the start, they had kept count of the people of their side and watched their positions diligently. As a result, it had been impossible for them to perform a sneak attack.

They had planned to strike first, and this unexpected gunshot had indeed opened the doors for their attack.

Feng Ling had already rushed over. She stared in disbelief at Ji Nuan who had fired the gun and grabbed her arm to haul her behind one of the trees. She feared that Aqib's people would take notice of the gun in her hand when they finally retaliated. "Mrs. Mo, why would you have a gun…"

Ji Nuan did not expect that she would really be able to fire the gun. She stared at Feng Ling somewhat blankly and gradually returned to herself.

"Yesterday, Jingshen placed a gun in my closet. Before I rushed over with you, I brought it with me. But I never expected that I would really use it…"

Seeing the contrast between how gallant Ji Nuan was earlier, and how dumbstruck she is now, Feng Ling could not hold in her smile. "Well done."

At the same time, Feng Ling took the gun from her hand and adjusted it for a moment before returning it to her: "Keep it well. I've placed the lock back on. Otherwise, you might accidentally hurt yourself."

At the thought of how she had fired the shot, Ji Nuan really felt flabbergasted. She suddenly felt a little frightened. "Forget it, it's better if I don't hold it…"

"Before we leave Cambodia, you should keep it on you to protect yourself." Feng Ling decisively placed the gun in Ji Nuan's pocket and tugged on her to leave: "Follow me, this place isn't safe!"

Yet at this moment, a loud, stern shout came from the crowd. One of the policemen shouted in English: "Dali has a bomb tied to his body! He's going to make a suicide bomb attempt!"

There was a limit to how fast everyone could react. By the time they processed his words, all of their guns were directed at them, but no one dared to fire at Dali again.

Everyone was moving so quickly; it was impossible for them always to hit the target.

The moment someone's bullet reached Dali, the consequences would be unthinkable. After all, there was a bomb buried right underneath them, and it was surrounded by landmines. Dali even had a bomb attached to his body.

Was their only choice to allow Dali to throw himself into the crowd and ignite the first explosion?

At that moment, Mo Jingshen, who had been tugged behind the safety zone by the police officers and was standing several meters away from Dali, suddenly forced the crowd aside. Dali raised his gun with a cold smile and was about to fire at him when unexpectedly, that white figure threw himself forward at him.

With that one movement, Dali was successfully pressed under him.

He never expected that Mo Jingshen, who was seriously injured and constantly being protected by the police officers, would suddenly approach. Dali was forced onto the ground, and his palm was slammed against the floor. His gun fell out of his grip and slid several meters away.

He frantically reached out to grab it back, but the person on his back was heavily pressing him down.

Dali flipped over and began a scuffle with the person on his back.

It was Mo Jingshen!

Ji Nuan was currently being tugged away by Feng Ling. when she turned back to see this scene, she almost released a cry.

A bomb was tied onto Dali's body, while Mo Jingshen's white shirt was already covered with a large patch of bloodstains.

The police were watching in shock. There were several seconds when no one dared to approach. Only the members from XI base were preparing to charge forward to save Mr. Mo. However, they were warned by Officer Entes not to move. Through their scuffle, there was a high risk that the bomb tied on Dali would explode.

Initially, Mo Jingshen had some advantage. However, when Dali discovered that his back was bleeding, he immediately grabbed hold of his weakness and began attacking the injury on his back. Mo Jingshen immediately fell kneeling on the ground. The pain caused him to groan out in pain. At that moment, Dali quickly reached out his hand to snatch his gun back.