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Chapter 56 Black, Pink, and White!

"Who are you......"

Seeing Shen Mo close the door, Shi Qiang frowned and asked.

At the same time, a bad feeling arose in my heart, and I subconsciously reached for my waist.

The art of zombie movement!

After glancing at the situation inside the private room, Shen Mo raised his hand and cast a motionless spell, covering the three people in the main seat.

However, the next moment, a yellow light burst forth from Deacon Tan's body, canceling out the magical glow of the zombie movement technique.

Shi Qiang and Han Tie were jolted awake and reached for their guns...

bang bang bang-

Shen Mo was somewhat surprised that the zombie movement technique failed.

But his men acted without hesitation, drawing their guns and firing immediately.

At such close range, Shen Mo hit Shi Qiang in the head with a single shot.

The blood from the bullet splattered directly onto the bewildered Deacon Tan's face.

However, the next two bullets were once again blocked by the yellow light that emanated from Deacon Tan's body.

Deacon Tan and Han Tie, who was hiding behind him, thus escaped a disaster...

"Ah—murder..."

Deacon Tan let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

The next moment, Han Tie pressed his head down with one hand.

The Bloodfang Gang leader, his face contorted with rage, raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Shen Mo.

But Shen Mo also pulled over Shi Qiang's subordinate who was rushing towards him...

bang bang bang-

Han Tie pulled the trigger repeatedly, but all his shots hit Shen Mo's "human shield".

At the same time, Shen Mo fired several shots to extinguish the lights, plunging the private room into darkness.

He then pulled out a dagger, moved through the darkness, and killed all the other Bloodfang Gang members in the private room.

He even managed to grab the remote and turn the music volume in the private room up to maximum...

"Who the hell are you?!"

Han Tie grabbed Deacon Tan and used him as a shield, hiding in the corner of the private room, and shouted angrily.

Deacon Tan was so terrified that he wet himself and shouted in panic:

"Don't kill me!"

"Ah—I don't want to die!"

"I am a member of the Tan family, you can't kill me!"

Snapped--

Someone knocked a wine bottle off the table, making a loud bang.

Even amidst the deafening music, the noise was still quite noticeable.

boom!

Gunshots rang out nearby, illuminating the scene in a fleeting flash.

"Go to hell!!!"

Han Tie thought he had found Shen Mo's position, and amidst the screams of Deacon Tan and the dancers, he repeatedly pulled the trigger in the direction where the flash of fire disappeared.

Bang bang—click click click!

After a few shots, Han Tie ran out of bullets.

But what rang out were the dancers' screams and groans...

Why bother?

Shen Mo glanced at the dancer who had fallen beside Shi Qiang, a gun still clutched in her hand.

He had deliberately made a commotion, hoping to lure Han Tie into firing, but the dancer was the one who fired first... Fortunately, he achieved his goal.

boom--

Shen Mo fired another shot at Deacon Tan and Han Tie.

Deacon Tan was so frightened that he felt a surge of heat in his lower body, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't make a sound.

But the bullet was still stopped by the sudden appearance of yellow light...

What grade of protective magic gear?

While eliminating the negative effects of spells, it can also block three bullets at close range?

"I'll need to get a magic-dispelling weapon from now on..."

Suppress your curiosity.

Shen Mo looked at Deacon Tan, who was convulsing with fear, and Han Tie, who was warily scanning his surroundings.

He didn't fire again, but charged straight ahead.

At the same time, realizing that Shen Mo was rushing towards him, Han Tie pushed Deacon Tan towards Shen Mo and then reached out to draw his dagger.

However, he drew his knife as slowly as he drew his gun.

The next moment, Han Tie felt a strong gust of wind rush towards him.

Before I could even react to what was happening, I felt a surge of heat gushing from my neck, and all my strength quickly dissipated.

"Giggle..."

A second sublimation!

The thought crossed his mind, and Han Tie clutched his throat, his eyes filled with confusion, resentment, and fear.

Then, he felt difficulty breathing and his vision went dark.

He then collapsed to the ground, his limbs limp, and gradually lost consciousness...

But Deacon Tan, who was lying on the ground, was too afraid to get up and could only wriggle on the ground.

While crawling towards the door, he cried out:

"Don't kill me, waaaaah~ I'll give you money, I have money... I'm a member of the Tan family..."

Swish!

The blade flashed, but the yellow light did not illuminate.

Shen Mo plunged a dagger into Deacon Tan's back.

His subordinate's body trembled at first, then slumped softly to the ground, quickly becoming still...

Although I am very interested in Deacon Tan's protective magic armor.

But Shen Mo remembered Shi Lan's words and knew that there were some things it was best not to touch.

He drew his dagger, ignoring the few dancers who were on the verge of death.

Shen Mo cut open the leather sofa and used a lighter to ignite the foam inside.

He picked up Shi Qiang's gun again and quickly walked out of the private room.

Six corpses lay scattered in the third-floor corridor, and a man with blank stares stood at the door.

This person was the Bloodfang Gang member who was guarding the gate for SOS today, and he was controlled by Shen Mo using suggestion techniques...

Despite the unexpected incident involving Steward Tan.

But Shen Mo killed Shi Qiang and the other two in less than a minute.

The third floor, which looks like a KTV, is actually where Shi Qiang raises poisonous insects, and people below dare not easily go up.

Especially knowing that Shi Qiang had something important to discuss today...

But Shen Mo also knew that he couldn't stay here any longer.

With a casual slash, he killed the "meritorious official" who was under the control of the suggestion spell.

Shen Mo glanced at the private room.

Seeing that the fire had spread to the wall upholstery and soundproofing materials, emitting thick black smoke, he quickly walked towards the secret passage on the third floor.

A few minutes ago, Shen Mo, led by the man who had used the suggestion technique, had ascended to the third floor through this secret passage.

They even took care of the guards while they were at it...

There were some poisonous insects on the third floor, but Shen Mo couldn't be bothered to care whether they lived or died.

Carrying only a pink suitcase, he quickly left SOS through the secret passage.

Emerging from the dark passage, one finds a dimly lit alleyway clinging to the rock face, its widest point only five or six meters from the steep cliff.

It was pitch black, without a single light, a blind spot that even the searchlights on the city wall couldn't reach.

Shen Mo recalled the route and ran northward in the darkness with his suitcase.

When we passed the guard station, I hesitated for a moment, but still put my suitcase at the back door of the guard station.

In the dilapidated shantytown, the security bureau was practically useless.

The guards inside were mostly people who had been marginalized and "exiled" to the shantytowns, and they never took charge of anything.

But this is the best option Shen Mo can think of right now...

"I wish you good luck!"

After glancing at his suitcase one last time, Shen Mo continued running north.

His matter is not over yet.

The speed at which the fire spread in SOS was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Even from several hundred meters away, Shen Mo could already hear the commotion on the other side.

He doesn't have much time left...

Holy Light!

Not long after Shen Mo left, a soft white light suddenly illuminated the dark alleyway.

The priest, dressed in a white robe, walked to the suitcase, bent down, and opened it.

The suitcase contained a girl who was less than ten years old.

With his hands and feet bound and his mouth taped shut, his small, thin body was huddled in a cramped box.

Her face was still wet with tears, and her expression was filled with fear.

"do not be afraid."

A peaceful, gentle, and ethereal voice came from inside the hood.

A layer of white light appeared on the priest's hand, brushing over the ropes binding the girl's hands and feet, and the tape sealing her mouth.

Then, the rope and tape slowly came off.

"Sleep well, child."

He scooped up the uneasy little girl, tucked a stray strand of blond hair behind his ear, and said:

You're safe!