Starting the Escape

"Come here." Hong Mo beckoned to the girl who seemed relatively normal.

"As you command, Master." The girl knelt before Hong Mo, her naked body forming a beautiful curve.

"I am not your master. Find some gauze and help me bandage this." Hong Mo pointed to the wound on his waist.

Naturally, there was no gauze here, but there were other things that could be used for bandaging, such as lingerie. Hong Mo looked at the black silk, white silk, and small panties in the three girls' hands with a face full of black lines. If he really used these to bandage himself, he would be laughed to death once he got out.

"Use the bedsheets."

While bandaging him, the three girls lightly rubbed their bodies against Hong Mo. It had to be said that they had been "trained" very well; they were absolute sirens. These movements had almost become instinct.

After the bandaging was done, Hong Mo stood up, ready to leave.

"Can you... take us with you?" Perhaps realizing that Hong Mo was different from those who used their bodies for amusement, the girl asked.

"No time." Hong Mo replied without looking back.

"However, there is no one outside. If you want to leave, this is your chance." Reaching the door, Hong Mo turned his head.

What fate awaited these three girls, Hong Mo did not know, nor did he intend to find out. From them, he had barely glimpsed the truth of the world: the law of the jungle.

Ignoring the girls stumbling along behind him, Hong Mo walked outside.

The battle between Mu Siyu and the decadent man was still ongoing, though it was nearing its end. Whether it was Mu Siyu's frost or the man's flames, both were exhausted to the extreme.

When Hong Mo stepped into their battlefield, the decadent man's eyes finally flickered, however imperceptibly.

"Mu Siyue is not here." Hong Mo stood beside Mu Siyu and spoke.

Glancing at Hong Mo, then at the three disheveled girls behind him, a look of understanding crossed Mu Siyu's beautiful eyes.

"Hey, it's not what you think." Hong Mo immediately felt a headache coming on.

"I don't understand why you people hate the state so much. Is joining a state organization really that hard for you to accept?" the decadent man suddenly asked.

"What should I call you, brother?" Hong Mo asked.

"Guo Mingjing."

"I am Hong Mo, and she is Mu Siyu—I assume you already know that. I won't say much more; the two of us cannot join a state organization because we've offended certain people." As he spoke, Hong Mo rummaged through his pants pocket and pulled out a crumpled cigarette.

"Want one?"

"No need."

"I think there's no need for us to keep fighting. What do you think?"

Guo Mingjing looked at the two of them for a moment and nodded.

"Then let's leave it at that. Everyone goes their own way. If your superiors want to continue hunting us later, that's a problem for another day. I trust you don't want to throw your life away here." After saying this, Hong Mo turned to look into the distance.

In that direction, the agile figures of SWAT officers could already be vaguely seen, approaching in a cross-formation.

"Let's go, or we won't have the chance."

"By the way, Brother Guo, you know about these three girls, right? I won't say much about why they ended up like this; I assume you know better than I do. I'll leave them to you." After saying this, Hong Mo and Mu Siyu turned and left.

There was no pursuit, no sneak attack. Guo Mingjing looked at the three disheveled girls and sighed inwardly.

Inside the police station garage, there was still a BMW. He didn't know which big shot it belonged to, but it was destined to have a tragic day. After Hong Mo and Mu Siyu got in, Mu Siyu collapsed into the seat.

"Are you okay?" Hong Mo reached out to steady her.

"I'm fine, just exhausted," Mu Siyu replied weakly.

"You and that guy are truly something else. You fought for so long and didn't even get a scratch."

Mu Siyu looked at Hong Mo's left hand with an apologetic expression; the entire palm was gone, revealing white bone. "Your hand?"

"If you feel sorry, how about offering yourself to me?" Hong Mo joked.

"Sure, if we survive."

"Don't say that, as if our deaths are a foregone conclusion."

Mu Siyu didn't answer and moved to the driver's seat. Hong Mo put away his idle smile and pressed his hand against the ignition, where a tiny spark of electricity flared.

With a practiced start and acceleration, the BMW flew out of the garage.

Just as they were about to reach the main road, Mu Siyu and Hong Mo saw several police cars blocking the path, along with countless officers surrounding the area.

"What now?" Mu Siyu asked, not slowing down.

"Punch through. I can probably manage one more shot." Hong Mo took a deep breath.

"Suspects ahead, surrender immediately! You are surrounded, surrender now!" It was unclear which officer was shouting through the megaphone, but it was clearly a waste of effort. Neither Mu Siyu nor Hong Mo had any intention of stopping.

Hong Mo rummaged through his pockets, and his face darkened.

"What's wrong?" Mu Siyu glanced at him.

"The coins... they're gone." Hong Mo gave an awkward smile.

"Do you absolutely need coins?"

"No, metal will do. The harder, the better."

"Use this." Mu Siyu pulled off one of her earrings.

"An earring?" Hong Mo took it.

"It's custom-made, a Cross Crystal. It's not metal, but it conducts electricity and can be used for electromagnetic acceleration."

Hong Mo took the earring and tested it in his hand. Sure enough, it conducted electricity even better than metal, and it was incredibly heavy. He really didn't understand how Mu Siyu came to have such a strange earring. However, that wasn't important now.

500 meters, 400 meters, 300...

As they drew closer, Hong Mo extended his right hand out the window.

A thick beam of white light shot out along with the earring, slamming into the police car blocking the road ahead with a thunderous crash. Flames and shards of metal flew everywhere, and the surrounding police officers scrambled in a panic to take cover. The police chief at the lead stared at his flustered subordinates with a dark expression.

These criminals were too vicious; they actually possessed heavy weaponry, and he couldn't even tell what kind of weapon it was.

Whoosh! Clang!

The BMW sped through, sending the wreckage of the police car flying in all directions. There was no telling which unlucky soul might be injured by the debris.

Hong Mo slumped back into his seat, his entire body drained of strength. Now, it all depended on Mu Siyu; if they couldn't escape, they would likely meet their end here.

The piercing wail of sirens filled the air as Mu Siyu took the lead, driving like a maniac. Over a dozen police cars, their sirens blaring incessantly, pursued the BMW with relentless determination. Pedestrians on the sidewalk and vehicles on the road were all drawn to the spectacle of this frantic chase.

Suddenly, the BMW spun on the road, and Hong Mo was nearly thrown out by the massive centrifugal force.

"What's wrong?"

"A tire blew out, I think!" Mu Siyu struggled to stabilize the car.

The BMW's tire certainly wouldn't have blown out for no reason; it had likely been sniped. Hong Mo looked out the window, his vision enhanced by his superpower allowing him to spot a sniper on a distant building.

"We're very close to the Yangtze River. If we have any chance of escaping, that's our only way out." Hong Mo thought of a plan.

Understood!

With one tire blown, the BMW swerved erratically as it headed toward the banks of the Yangtze River, the ruined tire scraping against the pavement and throwing off sparks the entire way.