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"What old friend?" Lin Yuan'er found it hard to understand, furrowing her brows and saying, "If it’s an old friend, why didn’t he deliver it himself?"
"In my opinion, with your troublemaking personality, you must have a lot of enemies. It’s more appropriate to say that the person sending you the box is your enemy."
Luo Zixing's keen intuition told him that someone was seeking revenge on Mo Ming. He quickly scanned the surroundings but didn’t notice any suspicious individuals. Looking at the box, he hesitated before saying, "Should we open it and see what he sent?"
"Yes, why not open it?" Mo Ming said cheerfully, about to reach for the box.
"Ah, an enemy?" Murong Lian expressed concern and hurriedly pressed down on his hand to stop him from opening it. "Mo Ming, maybe you shouldn’t open it. What if there’s a bomb inside? That would be terrible."
"Exactly! This kind of plot has been overused in TV dramas. There’s definitely nothing good inside; it might explode at any second," Luoxiwei agreed with Murong Lian's idea and added, "You should just throw it far away; otherwise, you won’t even know how you died!"
"Heh, what’s there to be afraid of? It’s rare for someone to send me a gift. If I don’t open it, that would be a bit rude."
Mo Ming was unconcerned and didn’t think there was any danger inside. He knew that person well; he wasn’t the type to do something despicable. Even if there was enmity, he wouldn’t choose such a method of revenge.
"Are you really going to open it?" Lin Yuan'er exclaimed in shock. The thought of bombs or something similar frightened her. Now that she heard Mo Ming was going to open it, she felt even more anxious but couldn’t stop him from doing what he wanted.
"Alright, look at how nervous you all are. We’ll find out once we open the box."
Ignoring Murong Lian's attempt to stop him, Mo Ming forcefully lifted the lid of the box.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, sharp screams rang in Mo Ming's ears, and Lin Yuan'er next to him was so scared that she fell into his arms.
"What are you screaming for? You’re going to burst my eardrums with your high-pitched voices! Let’s take a look first before deciding whether to be scared or not," Mo Ming said with a frustrated expression as he looked at the terrified faces of the beautiful women around him. Even Luo Zixing, the headstrong female officer, struggled to maintain her composure.
Upon hearing this, the women cautiously peered into the box and discovered that there were no bombs or hidden weapons inside. The large box contained only three bullets and a mobile phone.
"Seriously, who is so bored to bring this kind of thing here?" Murong Lian sighed in relief and complained, "You really scared me. I thought my life was going to end at the hands of you, Mo Ming, you bastard."
"Yeah, I was startled too. Who knew it wasn't that terrifying at all?" Luoxiwei patted his chest and reached into the box to take out a bullet. He examined it closely and said, "Hey, what's that stuff stuck on the bullet?"
"Um, that's human flesh," Mo Ming said casually.
Luoxiwei was so frightened that he quickly dropped the bullet, his face pale. "You... why didn't you say that earlier? That's disgusting! Mo Ming, who gave you these things? That's just pathetic."
"I told you, an old acquaintance. Of course, as Luo Zixing said, we are enemies," Mo Ming casually picked up a bullet and examined the flesh stuck to it. "He should have died three years ago, but for some reason, he is still alive."
"Resurrected?"
"No, it should be called surviving after a disaster. When I say dead, I mean that at that time, he was undoubtedly going to die. But perhaps heaven didn't want him to die so easily, so he survived," Mo Ming shook his head.
"So he sent you bullets to express his anger and to return three bullets to you?" Luo Zixing was quite insightful. As a police officer, he had a certain way of thinking when it came to capturing and reasoning about everything. From what it looked like now, the one who should have died didn't die and is now sending bullets over—what else could it be but revenge?
"Perhaps this is his declaration of war for the grievances of the past," Mo Ming nodded.
At that moment, the phone in the box rang with an unknown caller ID. Mo Ming knew it was meant for him. Without thinking twice, he picked up the phone and answered without saying anything first.
After connecting the call, both sides remained silent for a long time until the other party finally burst into laughter and said, "Shura, are you surprised? I'm not dead; I've come back!"
"Haha, indeed surprising. I was wondering if I should have fed you a few more bullets back then; then maybe you wouldn't have come back," Mo Ming's expression was fearful but his voice was filled with authority as he said, "Hebrew, if you have any grudges to settle, just come at me. Don't touch anyone around me; don't make me look down on you!"
"My God, is this how you treat an old friend? Shouldn't you be begging me pitifully?" Hebrew's voice was mocking. "Please don't hurt anyone around me. Haha, that's how you should be acting."
"Stop whining," Mo Ming said impatiently, raising an eyebrow as a murderous aura shot from his deep-set eyes. "You know what I'm like; it's best not to challenge my bottom line. If you have any grudges, just come at me alone."
"Hahaha, the Asura truly is an Asura. In this situation, you have no choice, yet you can still speak so arrogantly. No wonder you are the one who has caused my defeat," said Hebrew with a sinister laugh. "Don't worry, I won't stoop so low as to harm those around you to strike at you. I will definitely take my revenge, but only on you!"
"Heh, that fits your character. With your guarantee, I feel reassured. However, if you want revenge, you might be disappointed. Whether in the past or now, you could never defeat me."
"Don't be too quick to draw conclusions, Asura. I must admit, you are indeed the strongest man I have ever encountered. However, I have made ample preparations to seek revenge on you. Hehe..." Hebrew chuckled on the other end. "Just wait for the fireworks of my vengeance to turn you into ashes."
"I'm always ready."
Mo Ming replied lightly before hanging up the phone. He then threw his phone forcefully into an open area. Just as the phone was about to hit the ground, there was a muffled bang as it exploded, startling everyone in the restaurant who ducked under their tables.
Mo Ming was not surprised by Hebrew's little greeting gift; his expression remained unusually calm as he pondered some matters regarding Hebrew's return and hoped to understand what preparations he had made.
The explosion caught the attention of the boss of the Tea Restaurant, who hurried over and glanced at the spot where the phone had exploded. He anxiously asked, "Uh, what just happened? It seems something exploded?"
"Yes, my phone was a knockoff; it just blew up after a few taps. Luckily, I was clever enough not to get hurt," Mo Ming replied apologetically. "Boss, there's no need to make a big deal out of this. I can pay for any damages to your shop."
"As long as you're not hurt, I'm not planning to escalate this matter. You don't need to pay; it's just that my shop has been looking a bit old for a while now, and I've been wanting to renovate it but hesitated until now. Finally, I can get started," the boss said kindly with a smile. "Please wait a moment; your dishes are being prepared and will be ready soon."
"Hehe, it's rare for the boss to be so understanding. As for the food issue, take your time. But please accept some money; after all, this incident was caused by me, and I would feel bad if I didn't compensate you," Mo Ming said, feeling fond of the boss's good nature. If it were someone else, they would probably take advantage of this situation to extort some money.
"Well..." The boss hesitated for a moment but noticed Mo Ming's determined attitude and sighed. "Alright then, just give me a little money; I don't want more than that!"
"Sure, just a small amount is fine."
The boss did not say anything further and left to apologize to other customers. It was clear that he was a decent person!
"Hey, Mo Ming, isn't that guy a bit insane?" Murong Lian said with furrowed brows as she looked at the charred remains of the phone. "What kind of grudge do you have? This time it was a phone explosion; will it be a human bomb next time?"
Mo Ming shook his head and smiled slightly, saying, "It's not that I'm losing my mind; otherwise, I would have sent a bomb over just now. I know his character well enough not to expect such inhumane actions from him. He has no grudge against me; he would only target me."
"Brother Mo, you're still in danger. You said he has died once before, and now that he's alive again, he will surely do everything he can to take revenge on you."
Lin Yuan'er tightly grasped Mo Ming's arm, her eyes filled with concern. "Why don't we hide in another country for a while? Let's just ignore him. Please, I don't want anything to happen to you. What will I do if something happens to you?"
"There won't be any problems," Mo Ming said seriously. "I promised you that I would make you happy, and I won't go back on my word. I will handle this matter well; there won't be any danger. Trust me."
"But you mentioned that he has died once. I'm afraid that this time he will stop at nothing to take revenge on you. I'm still a bit worried. Please, let's just ignore him and go travel in Europe instead." Lin Yuan'er was still not reassured and shook Mo Ming's arm a few times, pleading.
"Exactly! I think Sister Yuan'er is right. Mo Ming, I know you're not worried, but can you consider Sister Yuan'er? How can you bear to let her worry about you all the time?"
Luoxiwei joined in to persuade him. "If you can't confront him, then just avoid him. Hide somewhere remote; in such a vast sea of people, it won't be easy for him to find you."
"There's no point in trying to convince him. You all don't understand Mo Ming; when he's stubborn, it's like trying to pull nine bulls with one rope. Besides, asking him to be a turtle hiding in its shell is even less likely." Luo Zixing shot Mo Ming an exasperated look and said, "Should we call the police? I can find someone to help track him down."
"What you said earlier made you sound smart, but your later comments are just foolish. Do you think you're omnipotent and can find anyone whenever you want?"
Mo Ming looked at Luo Zixing as if he were an idiot and teased, "Even if you manage to find him, keeping him around is probably unrealistic and could lead to many deaths. So I advise you not to get too involved in this matter; I'll handle it."
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