Chapter 320 The Evil Feng Mu? ! !

The prison guard who was shot was furious, breathing fire out of his nose: "???"

I’ve seen people talk nonsense, but I’ve never seen people talk so freely. If everyone doesn’t say anything, does that mean you’re right? That’s obviously...

His lips trembled, and he wanted to open his mouth to quibble, but he didn't expect that Feng Mu had completely predicted his next move.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the gun barrel was inserted into his throat like lightning, and it penetrated deep into his throat with such force that it burst his throat.

Then, he heard Feng Mu continue to say in his usual calm and gentle voice:

"Lou Rui participated in and assisted the death row inmates' riot. My people came to arrest him, but you deliberately blocked it.

In full view of everyone, you stretched out your left foot to try to help him. Now, I have to seriously doubt whether you are colluding with Lou Rui. You should also be involved in the riot! "

The face of the prison guard who was shot changed dramatically, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he could only make a vague "woo woo woo" sound in his throat.

He desperately tried to pull out the barrel of the gun from his mouth with both hands, but the barrel seemed to be growing together with his throat and was motionless. In the feeble struggle, he could only shake his head desperately.

Feng Mu's face remained as calm as water: "It seems that you have nothing to say. You have admitted your identity as an accomplice and killed so many fellow prison guards. Repent!"

The prison guard shook his head even more frantically, his eyes full of panic. He saw Feng Mu's index finger slowly and irrevocably moving towards the trigger.

The corners of Feng Mu's mouth raised slightly, revealing his white teeth:

"It's useless if you don't admit it. Lou Rui has already admitted it for you. Otherwise, why would his hand hold on to the hem of your clothes and not let go?"

The prison guard lowered his head in horror. His eyes seemed to be nailed, and he stared blankly at Lou Rui. Flames of resentment burst out of his bulging eyes, as if to say:

"Why do you want to hurt me?"

Lou Rui raised his head and looked directly into those eyes. Only then did he realize that from just now, his hand had been holding on to the other person, refusing to let go as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.

Lou Rui hesitated for a moment, and before he could decide whether to let go, the sound of gunfire made the decision for him.

A muffled sound, deeper than the previous two, came from the prison guard's mouth, with vibrations in his skull.

The scarlet bullet accurately penetrated the prison guard's throat and penetrated the cervical spine, bringing out a string of broken bones and gushing blood.

Lou Rui's hand loosened involuntarily, and the lifeless corpse's head tilted back and fell weakly to the ground. The blood-spurting back of the head hit Ma Xuan's instep.

Ma Xuan hurriedly retracted his leg, as if he was afraid that the blood would stain his shoes, and subconsciously took half a step back.

All the prison guards present stared at Feng Mu in horror, their eyes filled with disbelief.

No one could have expected that Feng Mu would pull the trigger without hesitation, and no one could have imagined that he would execute a colleague in full view of the public.

Everyone's eyes fell on the corpse on the ground with its mouth open and gurgling blood, and a chilling chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, everyone felt the heavy weight hidden behind Feng Mu's smiling face.

Feng Mu gently shook off the dirt on the muzzle of the gun. Even though the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the ground, all the prison guards swallowed in unison.

Lou Rui's mouth was not blocked, but he seemed to have lost his voice. He didn't even dare to take a big breath, and allowed Wang Ping'an to come from behind, grab his hair, and drag him away like a dead dog.

The two legs he was kneeling on the ground, including the lame one, were exerting all their strength, desperately trying to put a little more distance between him and Feng Mu.

Guan Zhong walked to Feng Mu with a face full of reverence, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and handed it to Feng Mu respectfully with both hands.

With a smile on his face, Feng Mu took the handkerchief, slowly wiped off the dirt on the gun, then casually handed the pistol over and said seriously:

"Hold the gun steady. I'm only going to teach you this time. Have you learned how to shoot?"

Guan Zhong took a deep breath, took the pistol with both hands, held the handle of the gun tightly, and nodded heavily: "I learned it!"

Before he finished speaking, Guan Zhong suddenly raised his arm and aimed the crosshair between Ma Xuan's eyebrows without hesitation. The arm holding the gun was steady without a trace of tremor.

Ma Xuan's heart trembled violently, as if he had been stung by a poisonous bee. Even gold-rimmed glasses could not hide the gloom gradually spreading on his face.

His eyebrows were furrowed, forming a deep "Sichuan" pattern, and he said in a cold tone: "Feng Mu, what do you mean?"

Ma Xuan stared at Feng Mu. It was unimaginable that just a few weeks ago, Feng Mu was just a newly recruited prison guard in the second prison area, but now, the people under him dared to point guns at him.

"They are all specially brewed with strange power!" Ma Xuan thought to himself.

At this moment, Ma Xuan no longer had any doubts about Guan Zhong's courage to shoot. The determination and enthusiasm revealed in the other person's eyes made him feel chilled and terrified.

This man had been completely deceived by Feng Mu. In Ma Xuan's view, even if Feng Mu ordered him to commit suicide with a gun at this moment, Guan Zhong would probably execute it without hesitation.

It was as if he had been brainwashed by evil spirits.

"I...I learned it too!"

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Jiang Li took a deep breath and suddenly spoke.

As he finished speaking, he raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Ma Xuan.

Although his arms were shaking slightly, the muzzle of the gun never left Ma Xuan's face.

Ma Xuan's complexion suddenly turned livid, and there was a surge of anger in his heart, and he almost cursed:

"two?!!

More than one has been brainwashed. In such a short time, two have been brainwashed. Don’t these guys have any brains? "

In fact, there were 2.5, and the remaining 0.5 was Wang Ping'an. He just went to the security office and didn't pick up a gun, so now he didn't have a gun, so he could only hold up an electric baton to pretend to be a gun, but Ma Xuan ignored him.

Wang Pingan's "police policy" that he believed in in the past was safety first. At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a trace of regret in his heart.

The feeling is indeed very different with a gun in hand and without a gun in hand.

In desperation, Wang Ping'an could only hold up the electric baton high while pulling Lou Rui's hair tighter, baring his teeth and sternly frowning, showing the most ferocious expression as if he wanted to eat someone.

"I was wrong. I have been wrong before. The real 'safety first' does not mean not holding a gun or being kind to others. On the contrary, I should always hold on to my gun."

Wang Pingan seemed to have experienced a spiritual transformation at this moment. His epiphany was profound and thorough.

"In this dangerous world, you either point a gun at others or you are pointed at a gun. Only by always pointing the gun at others first can you ensure your own safety."

"The world is always kind to evil people, so to 'safety first' is to be the number one evil person!"