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Li Mu lay flat on the ground, his gaze sharp as an eagle, with his pistol steadily aimed at the doorway. The dust outside had not yet fully settled, but he clearly caught sight of two guards stumbling in. Without a moment's hesitation, he calmly took aim and steadily squeezed the trigger.
"Bang! Bang!"
The two gunshots erupted in the cramped space. The first guard's forehead was instantly pierced by a bullet, his head snapping back violently, blood and brain matter splattering everywhere. His body lost control and fell backward, eyes wide open in death. The second guard, caught off guard, barely had time to show a look of shock before a bullet drilled into his temple. With a muffled thud, he slumped against the doorframe, the chaotic noise around them replaced by a chilling silence of death. The two bodies lay silently at the entrance, blood flowing in rivulets, staining the floor and shattered wood.
In that brief moment of silence, Wang Lei suddenly stood up from behind the table with a cold smirk, his eyes filled with icy anger and cunning malice. He silently flipped over the table, his movements agile and graceful like a predator poised to pounce. He quickly reached into a hidden compartment beneath the table and pulled out a short-barreled shotgun. With practiced ease, he loaded the shells into the chamber, each motion fluid and decisive.
"Heh heh... Do you really think you can escape after killing a few of my men?" Wang Lei sneered, his voice dripping with cold mockery as he finished loading the shotgun, pointing it downward as if ready to fire at any moment. His eyes sparkled with derision and taunting amusement, as if Li Mu were merely a trapped prey with nowhere to run. "A single person daring to barge in here must be tired of living!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Lei's laughter echoed through the room, filled with an almost maniacal confidence. He did not immediately raise his weapon but stood beside the table, his eyes glinting with contempt as if waiting for a dramatic slaughter to unfold. He seemed utterly unconcerned about the outcome of this standoff; instead, he was filled with anticipatory glee. He knew that gang members within the building were rapidly converging on the second floor to surround this unwelcome guest.
Outside, chaotic footsteps and shouts grew louder, like an approaching tide, their echoes deafening. The gang members shouted in unison: "Quick! Surround this place! Boss, hold on! We're coming!" These voices mingled with the crisp sounds of magazines being loaded and the dull clang of metal clashing, gradually filling the entire corridor—each syllable adding to the oppressive atmosphere in the small room.
Listening to the commotion outside, Wang Lei's smile grew even colder, seemingly reveling in his imminent advantage. He glanced at Li Mu with scornful mockery in his tone as he laughed openly without restraint, his eyes gleaming with mad triumph: "Come on! Keep it coming! Do you really think you can escape from here? Naive! Right now, you're just a lamb waiting for slaughter; my men will soon tear you to shreds!"
His laughter was arrogant and unrestrained, laced with unabashed murderous intent. The shotgun slowly rose in his hands, its massive barrel aimed directly at Li Mu, ready for a lethal shot. Wang Lei's eyes reflected a predator's coldness towards its prey as if savoring this deadly game that belonged to him.
Li Mu pressed tightly against the floor, heart pounding like thunder amidst Wang Lei's maniacal laughter and the approaching footsteps outside. His mind raced through possible escape routes. At this moment, he faced enemies on all sides; as reinforcements poured in from outside, this confrontation grew increasingly dire. The sound of Wang Lei's laughter, the cold muzzle of the shotgun, and the encroaching aura of death seemed to push this perilous situation toward its darkest depths.
With sharp eyes, Li Mu quickly raised his gun and aimed at the edge of the table, firing several shots in rapid succession. Bullets struck the surface densely; wood splinters flew everywhere. Realizing that things were going awry, Wang Lei hurriedly curled up behind the table; before he could raise his shotgun in defense, Li Mu's bullets suppressed him from retaliating. Seeing Wang Lei forced to take cover brought a cold smile to Li Mu's lips as he said icily: "You think you can catch me? Not so easy."
He swiftly pulled out a smoke grenade from his waist and calmly pulled the pin. With a slight flick of his finger, the grenade arced gracefully through the air toward the doorway. Just as it was about to hit the ground, Li Mu quickly raised his pistol again and fired at the smoke grenade.
A loud bang echoed through the air as the bullet struck the smoke grenade with pinpoint accuracy. The explosion unleashed a thick cloud of dust and a sharp, acrid smell, quickly enveloping the doorway and corridor in a dense fog. The white smoke filled the entire space in an instant, swirling like a gray river under the dim lights, obscuring all visibility.
As the gang members outside rushed to the entrance, they were immediately engulfed by the smoke. A strong, pungent odor assaulted their senses, causing their eyes and noses to sting painfully. They instinctively covered their mouths and noses, retreating in panic as coughs erupted around them, creating a scene of utter chaos.
However, Li Mu was already prepared. He swiftly wrapped a black cloth around his mouth and nose, shielding himself from the smoke's effects. His gaze remained calm as he quickly rose from the ground, moving silently and swiftly like a shadow weaving through the hazy fog. With each movement, only blurred outlines and scattered footsteps remained in his line of sight; the chaotic environment served as both his cover and hunting ground.
Wang Lei attempted to peek out from behind the table but was immediately overwhelmed by the thick smoke, causing him to frown in irritation. "You little brat, how dare you use such despicable tactics!" he cursed angrily. Yet he could do nothing to disperse the fog before him and was forced to retreat back into cover, unable to mock freely as he had moments before.
Meanwhile, Li Mu thrived in this shroud of confusion, listening to the panicked voices of his enemies around him. A cold smile crept across his face; he knew this chaos was an opportunity he had created, and he was ready to seize his victory amidst the turmoil.
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