Firefly raised her tearful eyes in surprise. "You know Miss Sparkle?"
Mo Wang grumbled, "I knew it was that idiot."
Good grief. The moment this script began, Sparkle had sent it veering completely off the rails.
Still, say what you would—she really was Sparkle. Her little stunt was pretty unique. Running into a theater to set off fireworks? Seriously?
Just then, from around the corner of the road, a huge clamor of chaotic footsteps and shouting rang out again. A large group from the Hound Family was surging this way, and the one in the lead was yelling at the top of his lungs, "They're right here! They dared attack our people—don't let a single one of them get away!"
Mo Wang glanced at the dense mass of heads and clicked his tongue. "That's quite a crowd."
Before his voice had even faded, he had already reached out and scooped the still-dazed Firefly up around the waist.
"Ah—!" Caught off guard, Firefly was lifted bodily into his arms, her cheeks instantly burning as if they were about to catch fire. "W-what are you doing...!"
"Hold on tight!" Mo Wang gave her no chance to struggle. He stamped hard against the ground—
The next second, his entire body shot straight toward the charging Hound Family squad like a runaway steam train.
Bang! Clang! Thud—!
Bodies went flying everywhere.
It really was like a bowling ball knocking pins aside. Seven or eight people were sent flying on the spot, while the rest toppled and rolled all over the ground.
One Hound member who had just climbed back to his feet stared blankly at the afterimage of that figure sprinting away with someone in his arms and blurted out, "...What the hell? Penacony has humanoid trains now?!"
Another teammate beside him punched him