Mo Yan, who was shot while lying on the floor: "..."
"Can you not be so harsh on me?" Mo Yan gritted her teeth and questioned. She had been trying her best to maintain order. If she was not careful and these assassins escaped to the main hall where the banquet was being held, it would certainly cause a stampede.
She had been killing the assassins without taking a sip of water or drying her sweat and now this mer was saying such harsh words to her. Sometimes she wondered if he truly liked her or married her for the sake of his freedom.
Wen Gui simply snorted and turned to look at the front. He knew what his wife was thinking but he didn't clear her doubts. In the past, he was honest and caring and Mo Yan took it for granted and brought that hussy to their home.
Now he was smart enough to keep this woman on her toes. With her mind locked on him all the time, he would see how she would have time to pay attention to other mers.
"No, your face is not made for sweet words," he remarked calmly before shooting another assassin down. "Now if you are done, be prepared—another team is headed over here."
"From where?"
"North."
"How many?"
Wen Gui pursed his lips and closed his eyes to concentrate better. The sound of footsteps echoed in his ears and mind before he opened his eyes three seconds later and relayed, "72."
"Damn it!" Mo Yan cursed as she morphed her arms into mecha cannons and aimed at the north side of the corridor. These bastards! Could they let her and her daughters have a single day of peace?
Wen Gui curled his lips when he sensed the assassins coming close and stated, "Be prepared; they are here."
BOOM!
"Why did you do that?!" Mo Qiang looked at Fu Qi Hong, who was crouching on his fours. With his fingers clutching to the needle that the man had used to stab him. Clearly, the target of the man was Mo Qiang but because Fu Qi Hong intervened, he ended up stabbing Fu Qi Hong instead of Mo Qiang.
"He—he wanted to kill you. Of course—I couldn't have watched it happen quietly ," Fu Qi Hong replied. His tone was slurried and the beating of his heart was getting more and more chaotic.
With his fingers clutching his chest, Fu Qi Hong felt his vision become blurry. He gasped for breath but he couldn't. The feeling of multiple and countless tendrils scattering and clutching his lungs and heart spread through his mind and body, which made Fu Qi Hong's heart beat wilder and wilder.
It was pumping so fast that Fu Qi Hong felt his heart was going to burst and explode into countless pieces.
Mo Qiang looked at the mer, who was getting paler by the minute. She helped the mer lie down on his back and at the same time she summoned Chichi, "Get him."
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