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In the secret chamber beneath the castle, Mo Ming lay in a strange position, not knowing when he had fallen into such a state. At that moment, a comfortable smile lingered on his lips, as if he were truly enjoying this feeling of ease and tranquility.
Suddenly, the sounds of gunfire and grenade explosions echoed from above. Mo Ming's hand, which had been propping up his head, suddenly relaxed, causing his head to drop. It seemed that he had just awakened from a deep meditation, his face filled with surprise.
"How strange, what happened to me?" Mo Ming furrowed his brow and said, "I remember recalling the contents of the Spirit Gathering Technique that Seventh Master taught me. The Earth Spirit Gathering section seemed particularly special; that feeling..."
Unbeknownst to him, he had unknowingly fallen into an extremely comfortable state for quite some time. Now, Mo Ming had neither eaten nor drunk anything, yet upon waking, he felt no dryness in his mouth or hunger; instead, he felt an abundance of strength coursing through him.
"That feeling was like lying softly on the surface of water, like soaring in the sky, light and free, like dust scattered everywhere, swaying unpredictably. I could almost hear the whispers of the trees and feel the resilience of the grass..." Mo Ming murmured.
During this time, Mo Ming himself did not realize how long it had been; he simply allowed himself to be immersed in that sudden sensation. If it weren't for the violent explosions occurring in the castle above, he might still be unable to awaken on his own.
"The gunfire from above is intense; it must be that Lion and the others have come to rescue me but were discovered by the enemy. I need to find a way to get out and support them!" Without much time to think, Mo Ming walked over to the iron door and reached out to gauge its thickness.
"Damn, it feels pretty thick. Can I kick it open?" Mo Ming shook his head with a wry smile but felt a surge of excitement inside him because he had a sense that he could indeed kick this iron door open!
Mo Ming took a few steps back, gathered strength in his right leg, and then launched a powerful kick.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
...
The sound of continuous and intense kicking echoed as the iron door, which had been tightly shut, began to warp slightly. After several moments of kicking, the door opened just enough to reveal a sliver of light from outside.
If anyone had been watching, they would surely have been shocked; merely using human strength to bend such a heavy iron door was truly terrifying. With Mo Ming's usual strength, kicking open an ordinary iron door would be manageable, but he had never been confident about opening such a thick door in this secret chamber.
This time was merely an attempt driven by an inner urge; it was truly beyond Mo Ming's expectations that he could kick open the iron door. He couldn't help but feel a sense of joy within him.
"Hehe, it seems that being captured this time has turned out to be a blessing in disguise. I was stuck at a bottleneck and couldn't find my next breakthrough; unexpectedly, my strength has increased at this moment..." Feeling the power surging through him, Mo Ming's lips curled into a smile as he gathered strength once more and kicked out with explosive speed like a fire serpent.
Boom!
Another loud kick echoed as the door was forcefully struck.
This time, the iron door could no longer withstand Mo Ming's strength and was completely knocked off its hinges, revealing a large opening that could easily be pushed aside with a hand.
Mo Ming reached out and pried open the iron door, slipping through the gap. Just as Mo Ming emerged from the secret room, several henchmen rushed in from outside. A murderous glint flashed in Mo Ming's eyes as he swiftly charged toward the group of henchmen.
His speed was astonishing, like a fierce beast in the forest. In no time, he reached the nearest henchman, kicking the man's gun away. Following that, he executed a perfect flying kick that sent the henchman crashing into the others behind him, causing them to topple over.
Mo Ming did not give his opponents any chance to retaliate; his hands moved like lethal weapons, swiftly ending the lives of several henchmen. If anyone had witnessed this, they would have understood just how monstrous Mo Ming's speed had become.
If his previous speed could be compared to flying on an airplane, then his current speed was akin to riding a rocket—completely on another level. As for why this was happening, Mo Ming had no time to ponder; he only wanted to rush to support Lion.
"I see that Lion is in a very dangerous situation. Even if I go to support him alone, it won't make much difference. It's better to capture the leader first; I'll start with Reed. As long as I have Reed in my hands, I don't believe I can't escape this hellhole!"
Mo Ming immediately clarified his target: Reed. Currently inside Rider Castle, there were bound to be countless enemies. No matter how strong one person was, it would be difficult to contend with Four Hands, especially since they were armed Elites. As long as he captured Reed, escaping wouldn't be too hard.
With this thought in mind, Mo Ming hurried upstairs. Upon reaching the first floor, he saw a group of people heading up together; it seemed they were going to provide support. Mo Ming hid to the side and waited until they had completely left before stepping out.
Suddenly, he felt a pair of eyes watching him from behind. A murderous intent flickered in Mo Ming's gaze as he spun around and took a step forward. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his right hand snatch at the person behind him like an eagle's claw, only to grasp a delicate white neck.
"Ah..."
The person turned out to be merely a sixteen-year-old girl with skin as white as snow and an exquisitely beautiful face that suggested mixed heritage. However, her expression was filled with fear; her blue eyes were pure like sapphires.
"Tell me where Reed's room is, or I'll kill you!" Mo Ming's eyes were filled with murderous intent; he felt no compassion for her simply because she was a girl. In such dire circumstances where his own life was at stake, there was no room for pity.
The girl trembled all over and couldn't utter a word; she seemed extremely frightened and wore a pitiful expression that would evoke sympathy in anyone else. However, Mo Ming did not loosen his grip on her; instead, he barked harshly, "Hurry up and tell me! Otherwise, I'll strangle you!"
"I... I don't know..." The girl's face showed fear but also stubbornness; she refused to reveal Reed's whereabouts to Mo Ming.
Mo Ming had no real intention of harming the girl. Seeing her so stubborn and unyielding, he considered knocking her out, after all, Mo Ming was not a heartless devil; he would never kill the innocent.
“Oh no! Miss Edith, please let her go! If you have any grievances, come at me. She is innocent; I beg you not to hurt her!” Suddenly, a Maid rushed out. Upon seeing Mo Ming holding the girl, she immediately clasped her hands together in desperation.
Hearing the Maid refer to the girl as "Miss," Mo Ming's suspicion about the girl's identity grew. Logically, this place was Reed's residence, and outsiders wouldn't easily enter. The girl must have some connection to Reed.
If this girl was indeed someone important to Reed, it would be effortless to achieve his goal without capturing Reed himself; he could rescue the Lion and others through this girl!
However, for safety's sake, Mo Ming decided to test the girl's identity. Raising an eyebrow, he revealed a hint of a sinister smile and said, “Heh, why should I let her go? What is she to Reed?”
“That is the chief's…” The Maid almost let it slip in her panic but quickly caught herself and shook her head vigorously. “She is my daughter. Please, don’t harm her. God will look after good people.”
Even if the Maid didn’t finish her sentence, Mo Ming could guess from how much she cared for the girl's safety that she must be someone very close to Reed; otherwise, the Maid wouldn’t have called her "Miss."
“Heh, if God looks after good people, then I wouldn’t have almost starved to death in some dark room. So let that so-called God go to hell!” A mocking smile appeared on Mo Ming's lips as he released his grip on the girl's neck and pulled her toward the Maid.
“What do you want… Let her go! You monster! She’s just a child; let her go!” The Maid was too frightened to step back but trembled all over in fear because Mo Ming looked terrifying at that moment—ferocious like a demon from hell, with an increasingly sinister smile.
“Guess!” Mo Ming's gaze sharpened as he struck a knife-hand blow to the Maid's neck. She instantly felt weak and lost consciousness, collapsing limply to the ground.
The girl struggled for a moment but was powerless against Mo Ming's strength; as an inexperienced young girl, she couldn’t resist.
“You bad guy! Demon! What did you do to her?”
“If you don’t want to die, shut up and come with me quietly. Otherwise, if anything happens to my brother, I’ll make sure your entire Frank Family pays for it. I mean what I say!”
Mo Ming shouted sternly, ignoring the terror in the girl's eyes as he forcibly carried her upstairs. The gunfire above had already ceased; the Lion's situation must be even more critical now. He needed to hurry and rescue the Lion!
Upstairs, the Lion’s situation had indeed reached a critical point. They had no way out and were preparing for a final desperate struggle—life or death was no longer a concern for them.
"Boss, I'm sorry we couldn't save you, but don't worry, even if we die, you can still get out!" The Lion had actually made a backup plan; if their operation failed, Jessica would use Rossi to exchange for Mo Ming.
"Everyone be careful, make sure not to give them any chance to struggle. Capture them and torture them well; let them taste the consequences of offending our Frank Family!" Hank waved his hand, signaling the people behind him to move forward. He was still a bit afraid that the Lion and his group would fight to the death with him. With someone in front blocking the way, it felt much safer.
Soon, Hank's men had reached the entrance. As soon as Hank gave the order, a group of people would surge in.
"Prepare!" The Lion said calmly and without fear, ready to pull the Grenade.
Night Peak and his companions also immediately assumed the position to pull the Grenade, waiting for any movement from Hank to throw it. They figured that since they were going to die anyway, they might as well fight for a chance at survival!
"Everyone stop right now!" Just as things were about to escalate, a stern shout interrupted both sides' actions.
Upon hearing the voice, joy appeared on the faces of the Lion and his companions; they were all too familiar with its owner!
"Boss!"
"Brother Mo Ming!"
Hank turned around in shock, and a group of Reed's subordinates also redirected their guns toward Mo Ming. When they saw who was in front of Mo Ming, they all froze, not daring to fire recklessly.
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