Chapter 318: They Can't See You Anymore

Having said that, Guan Zhong gave Lou Rui no chance to quibble; he raised his hand and shoved the gun muzzle into Lou Rui's gasping mouth, directly blocking the latter's pleading throat, just as the latter had once strangled his own throat.

Wang Ping'an and Jiang Li dragged Lou Rui up from the ground, one on each side, dragging him like a corpse, and cursed in unison:

"Damn your mother, why don't you lose some weight, you fat bastard, you're so heavy, damn it, so damn heavy. Don't slack off, you still have one leg, damn well use it!"

The prison guards standing around looked at each other and made way.

At that moment, Ma Xuan, who had received the news, hurried over; he glanced at Lou Rui being dragged on the ground like a dead dog, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

His anger did not stem from any personal friendship with Lou Rui; in fact, he detested some of Lou Rui's bad habits just as much.

However, Lou Rui was after all a prison guard in C District of the Light Security Bureau, a subordinate under Ma Xuan's jurisdiction, and he could not stand by and watch Lou Rui being taken away just like that.

"Wait a moment, which Security Bureau are you people from, who gave you the authority to arrest people without distinguishing right from wrong?"

Ma Xuan blocked Guan Zhong, and several prison guards behind him stepped aside in turn; even if they crashed straight into the gun muzzle in Guan Zhong's hand, they remained fearless.

Guan Zhong dared to aim directly at Lou Rui and fire, but he did not dare to aim at Ma Xuan, not because he feared Ma Xuan's status as District Chief, but because he did not want to cause trouble for Feng Mu.

But he also could not let Ma Xuan snatch the person back, because strangling Lou Rui to death was both the reward Feng Mu had given him and Feng Mu's "mission"!

For whatever reason, he had to complete it.

"Even if I die here today, I must finish this."

Guan Zhong's footsteps paused, and a look of resolve to die flashed in his eyes.

Wang Ping'an and Jiang Li exchanged glances; though their gaze was not as mad as Guan Zhong's, they both gritted their teeth, one gripping an electric baton tightly, the other holding a pistol firmly.

Ma Xuan raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised by the boldness of these three.

He lightly pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said in a cold tone:

"I advise you three not to do anything stupid; the Second Prison is chaotic enough today, don't add more chaos for yourselves, or for the people behind you."

Guan Zhong stared at Ma Xuan's unhurried manner of speaking and truly wished to blast that face apart with a shot, but he had to admit that Ma Xuan's words were very effective.

"I'm not afraid of adding chaos for myself, after all my life is already a complete mess, but this four-eyes District Chief is right; I shouldn't cause more trouble for Feng Mu."

Guan Zhong had a principle in his heart: Feng Mu only said he could strangle Lou Rui to death, but had not allowed him to shoot at other people.

Guan Zhong took a deep breath and said word by word: "It was the Prison Warden who ordered us to investigate this riot."

Ma Xuan naturally knew the order the Prison Warden had given Feng Mu; when the Prison Warden issued the order, he had also been in the Monitoring Room, and he was not deaf; he had heard it clearly.

But Ma Xuan simply pretended not to have heard it; even if confronted afterward, Ma Xuan was not afraid.

Because verbal orders could always be misinterpreted and quibbled over afterward; besides, the order the Prison Warden issued was for Feng Mu, not for these three prison guards before him whom he could not even name.

Ma Xuan said expressionlessly:

"I don't think that's what the Prison Warden meant; if you have objections, let Feng Mu come talk to me; now, leave the person with me; whether he has a problem or not, our Light Security Bureau will investigate it ourselves."

While speaking, Ma Xuan lightly waved his hand; the prison guards behind him curled their lips into a contemptuous cold smile, then marched forward in unison, quickly advancing toward Guan Zhong and the other two.

Wang Ping'an gripped the electric baton tightly, his five knuckles turning pale from excessive force.

Jiang Li's complexion changed drastically in an instant; he took a deep breath and aimed the gun muzzle at the fastest prison guard approaching.

However, the gun muzzle seemed to weigh a thousand jin, dragging down his trembling arm, slowly descending from the opponent's brow to his chest, then to the root of his thigh.

Jiang Li gritted his teeth hard, his index finger curling to pull the trigger.

At the critical moment, Guan Zhong quickly raised his left hand, pressed down Jiang Li's gun muzzle, and stopped the latter from firing.

The prison guards advancing had increasingly contemptuous smiles on their lips, their steps quickened, and the foremost one couldn't help but sneer:

"Don't dare to shoot, what are you pretending for!"

A flash of ferocity crossed Guan Zhong's eyes; he suppressed the impulse to shoot and kill the other man, and his right hand quickly withdrew the gun muzzle blocking Lou Rui's throat.

Lou Rui's face lit up with joy; just as he was about to open his mouth, the next moment he felt as if falling into an ice cave, his scalp instantly went numb and felt like splitting, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a cold gun barrel pressed against his temple.

The saliva stuck to the gun muzzle slid wetly along his hair to his cheek, stinging his skin so it trembled.

Lou Rui stopped speaking abruptly, and the several approaching prison guards also stopped at the same time, turning to look at Ma Xuan without prior agreement.

Ma Xuan narrowed his eyes, saying nothing; he seemed to be thinking, but was actually waiting for Guan Zhong to fire.

He actually didn't necessarily have to snatch Lou Rui back; leaving Lou Rui to the other side seemed acceptable too, as long as he could be sure Lou Rui could keep his mouth shut afterward.

But Guan Zhong's heart at this moment was unprecedentedly calm; he was too lazy to think about Ma Xuan's thoughts anymore; at this moment he seemed to have touched the calm that Feng Mu had always shown.

"I really enjoy this reward time; unfortunately, it's about to end here!"

Guan Zhong muttered calmly with a placid expression, his finger pulling the trigger.

Lou Rui focused all his attention, his gaze slanting toward Guan Zhong's index finger, roaring angrily in his heart:

"Damn, damn it, don't put on an act like you're going to die, your gun muzzle is pointed at my head, it's me you're ending, ahhhhhh—"

Bang—

Lou Rui's face turned red, the veins on his neck bulged, as if they would burst at any moment, showing a terrifying bluish-purple color.

He jerked his neck, his head instinctively snapping back, a bullet whistled past his forehead, bringing a warm spray.

Lou Rui fell heavily to the ground; his shot knee shattered upon impact, pressed under his own weight, sending excruciating pain.

However, none of this could stop Lou Rui's survival instinct; the surge of adrenaline made his body stiff yet full of strength; he struggled on the ground, like a lizard with a broken leg, crawling desperately with his remaining three limbs, dragging a shocking trail of blood beneath him.

At the same time, the sound Lou Rui made was hoarse to the point of near distortion, but he still shouted with all his might:

"District Chief, save me, save—"

But Ma Xuan at this moment acted as if blind and deaf, making no move for a long time, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses completely indifferent.

Guan Zhong watched Lou Rui crawling, watching the prison guards around him, who seemed collectively frozen at the moment the gunshot rang out, his eyes momentarily dazed.

A sickly smile appeared on his face, and he said faintly:

"Hey, it seems they suddenly can't see you anymore, just like they couldn't see me back then, it's just great!"

(End of Chapter)