Someone stepped forward while the others held their guns and swiftly shifted positions, forming a fan-shaped formation. Kajin and Marze stood in the middle, while armed personnel with guns stood on either side.
This repositioning was meant to ensure that, if anyone opened fire, they would not be struck by stray bullets themselves.
Surrounding the enemy was important, but so was safety, wasn't it? If everyone surrounded Chen Mo and Bai Xiaotian, then once they opened fire, would the bullets hit Chen Mo and the others, or would the people surrounding them simply commit collective suicide?
Watching this group shift positions while keeping their gun barrels aimed at him, along with the few people walking toward him, Chen Mo was somewhat speechless.
There was something he wanted to say but wasn’t sure he should: Fuck!
"Hey!" What the hell was this? He had spent his life hunting geese, only to have one peck out his eye. He had not expected Marze to be so capable!
Although Chen Mo had noticed some clues long ago, he had no choice but to pretend he knew nothing. Only after finding Kajin could he ask where Juno was.
What he had not expected was that Kajin had prepared so many people and so many guns. Without even saying much, Kajin was trying to capture him directly. There was no way he could keep pretending now.
It seemed he still had to make a move to settle this.
"Get down!" Chen Mo shouted.
Upon hearing him, Bai Xiaotian immediately dropped to the ground. His movements were unbelievably fast, enough to make any youngster weep. There was none of the sluggishness expected from a man in his sixties; his old waist did not slow him down at all. He lay flat on the floor, shut his