The air froze for a moment, and the tense atmosphere made people feel palpitating.
But Jun Yue didn't even blink, as if the person being pointed at by several guns was not him.
"You hurt Duoduo, damn it!"
His cold tone seemed to come from hell.
"So, go ahead and shoot. Whose gun do you think is faster?"
Mu Sirong asked everyone to put down their guns. He took a gun from the hand of someone next to him and pointed it at Jun Yue's head.
As long as he pulls the trigger, either he and Junyue will die at the same time, or one of them will die first.
Just then, a coughing sound came from far away.
A hunched voice staggered and slowly walked towards them.
"Uncle Yan, what are you doing here?"
Mu Sirong said coldly. After his mother died, Mu Jingcheng's torture on him became more and more crazy. It was Uncle Yan who always stayed with him, took care of him, and gave him medicine every day.
When he had no food to eat, Uncle Yan would secretly give him food.
If there is anyone in this world who is worthy of his protection, then that person is Uncle Yan.
"Ahem... Ahem..."
Yan Tao kept coughing, and his hunched figure was heartbreaking to see.
He watched Mu Sirong grow up since he was a child, and he sympathized and loved this child from the bottom of his heart.
He knows more about what happened back then than anyone else.
Those things had nothing to do with Xiao Enci, and even less to do with Xiao Enci's son.
It was hatred that blinded Mu Sirong's eyes.
"Stop it, your mother won't be happy to see you like this."
"No, she will be happy. If she knew that I killed Xiao Enci's son, she would definitely be happy."
Mu Sirong shook his head stubbornly.
Suddenly, he pulled the trigger and shot Jun Yue. At the same time, Jun Yue, who was highly focused, dodged the bullet sideways and also shot Mu Sirong.
Mu Sirong's emotions were extremely unstable at this moment, and he had no ability to dodge the gunshots fired by Jun Yue.
Just as the bullet was about to pierce his chest, an old figure rushed up quickly and stood in front of Mu Sirong.
The bullet penetrated Yan Tao's body, and Mu Sirong just watched Yan Tao slowly fall down in front of him.
"Uncle Yan! Uncle Yan!"
He screamed out of control, holding Yan Tao's head and constantly wiping the blood that came out of Yan Tao's mouth.
"Believe me...your mother...won't be happy..."
Yan Tao held Mu Sirong's hand tightly, uttered a few words intermittently, and then his hand dropped weakly.
Jun Yue frowned and looked at the scene in front of him.
This was not his original intention.
He didn't want to implicate innocent people.
Yan Tao's death made Mu Sirong completely out of control.
He threw away the gun in his hand and fought with Junyue with his bare hands.
Jun Yue took the attack calmly, and the two of them fought back and forth. Mu Sirong's moves were fatal, and Jun Yue was evenly matched with him.
Just as the two were arguing, Lan Duoduo's figure emerged from the sea in the distance.
Lan Duoduo hid behind a large reef, watching the fight between Mu Sirong and Jun Yue with a tense heart.
The way she is now, even if she goes there, she will only be a burden to Jun Yue.
What should she do? What should she do
Yes, don't be anxious, don't be anxious.
Lan Duoduo took a few deep breaths and tried to calm herself down.
She wants to turn her legs back into human legs, she wants to turn her legs back into human legs!
This belief was so strong that she closed her eyes and tried again and again to turn her fish tail into human legs, but each time she failed.
Once it comes into contact with sea water, it will take half an hour for it to change back to normal.
Not to mention, she is still soaking in the sea water, and it is too difficult to turn her legs back into human ones.