Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

Chapter 693: Did Mr. Mo Know They Would Fail?

The man controlled by Mo Jingshen turned pale and blue. He, being held by the throat, was unable to speak or get away.

But the other men had no intention to rescue this man and all of them pointed their guns at Mo Jingshen vigilantly, but they couldn’t shoot him now because they still wanted to get the information from him.

The two sides were in a standoff. Those men were full of hesitation and panic, but Mo Jingshen was the complete opposite.

He sneered and suddenly raised his arms and then everyone heard a bang…

The crystal lights on the ceiling of the hotel corridor were precisely shot through and were smashed and crashed to the ground.

There were only two windows at the far end of the corridor on the left and the right, and the middle part was plunged into darkness by the instant disappearance of the light.

The first person rushing out of the staircase was K, because it was XI Base’s rule that one shot would be fired as soon as the gun was grabbed. Thus, as soon as K heard the gunshot, he rushed out as fast as he could, followed by other members of XI Base who crept up the stairs to the top floor.

The corridor was so dark that these Cambodians were instantly shot down before they realized what had happened, and their weapons were immediately taken away. But it was still very quiet in the corridor. Except for the shot fired by Mo Jingshen, no sound was heard and these people were knocked out in an instant before they could utter any sound.

The one who was controlled by Mo Jingshen was the only one who wasn’t knocked out. When his eyes finally grew accustomed to the darkness, he suddenly saw there were XI Base people all around him. He turned pale and was about to shout to remind the people staying with Ji Nuan in the room.

However, the man who was holding him by the neck calmly pointed the gun between his eyes and seemed not to be threatened at all by his action.

Mo Jingshen remained deadpan and said coldly, “Open the door.”

The man looked at him and moved his lips, but in the end, he didn’t make any sound because there was a gun pointed at him. He was about to beg for Mo Jingshen’s mercy when the door of the room was suddenly opened.

Although they didn’t make many sounds, their guns were not silenced. The people in the room had heard the gunshots outside, but they didn’t know who fired the gunshots. After all, even if Mo Jingshen could enter this hotel, he must have been searched and couldn’t bring a gun with him.

However, when a man opened the door and looked outside, what he saw was about two dozen XI Base men lined up in the dark and all pointed guns at him.

The man was startled and his pupils constricted. He wanted to draw back but didn’t dare to move because he was being pointed at by many guns. The whole corridor fell into a dead silence.

From the very beginning, Mo Jingshen remained expressionless.

The man caught glimpse of Mo Jingshen in the dim light and then saw the men of his side all lay on the ground except that one of them was held by the neck by Mo Jingshen. He whipped around and tried to run back.

However, as soon as he moved, K had fired. With a thud, the man was instantly shot in the shoulder.

The people in the room were already on alert. Their leader dragged Ji Nuan up from the bed. When K dashed in with the men, he saw these men were standing on the balcony, guns in their hands pointing to the door, one of them carrying Ji Nuan over his shoulder.

They had fewer men and fewer bullets, but their biggest trump card was Ji Nuan.

Ji Nuan who had barely passed through the crisis was rudely carried on the man’s shoulders. Taken from the hospital and brought here, perhaps Ji Nuan wouldn’t be able to make it.

K coldly glared at them and pointed his gun at the man who was carrying Ji Nuan on his shoulders.

“Los Angeles police and XI Base have completely surrounded the hotel. If you don’t want to die, let the woman go.” A man behind K said coldly, “We’ll give you thirty seconds.”

These men’s leader who was the one carrying Ji Nuan on his shoulders sneered and looked downstairs, only to see that the Los Angeles rescue team had arrived and laid a huge safety cushion that was almost two stories high on the ground. Even if they had threatened them by throwing the woman down, it would have been useless. And if they jumped down now, they would be instantly held down by the people surrounding them even if they didn’t die.

These men all froze. They never expected such a situation.

They spent years with Atuta in war-torn countries, where rescue teams would never come in time to save people. They didn’t know much about Los Angeles and would only follow Atuta’s orders. Now they wanted to do a great job themselves but ended up like this…

Did Mr. Control know they would fail?

K was about to come up when in a blink of an eye, these men pointed their guns at Ji Nuan.

The members of XI Base were not weak. They were even better trained than many members of American Special Forces, and their martial skills were superior. As long as it was under normal circumstances, they could hardly lose, but now Ji Nuan was in these Cambodians’ hands and her physical condition was not very good. She had just received an operation and couldn’t afford any more injuries, so they had to be very careful.

But even in this situation, the people of XI Base still got the upper hand.

As these people stared at K warily and wondered whether they would attack them despite Ji Nuan, Mo Jingshen suddenly hit the ribs of the man he controlled with the gun in his hand. When the men bent over in pain, he kicked him forward.

Hearing the sound, K turned around. When he saw this scene, he also kicked the man forward. This black, thin and small man was kicked to the balcony, fell heavily at the feet of these men, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

Mo Jingshen walked forward and K and the other men followed him closely.