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Moxiao Bai and Mo Yao came out in a bulletproof Lincoln today. It was quite eye-catching as it's not common to see a bulletproof car in the red-light district. Fortunately, Fedi seemed preoccupied with other thoughts at the moment and didn't notice them. The agents and armed forces who arrived saw this bulletproof Lincoln and thought that either Mexican mafia bosses or close confidants of Fedi were inside; thus, no one bothered to approach it.

Fedi stood alone in the middle of the red-light district. He wore a black long overcoat with single-breasted buttons, tightly hugging his body, making him look especially slender and upright. His neatly trimmed hair slightly covered his eyelashes, casting some shadows on his face, making his entire profile seem shrouded in darkness, giving off an impression of pale fragility. This young man always gave people the illusion that he was weak and harmless.

Who would have thought such a young person could be associated with Mexican mafia

Their target must be someone important to Fedi. Despite his expressionless face, Mo Yao and Moxiao Bai could tell that he was in a very gloomy and sinister mood.

Fedi stood there with his hands behind his back, exuding an aura of either submission or destruction.

Several agents herded all the women in the red-light district onto the street one by one to search them; no one was spared, especially those heavily made up. An hour passed this way.

The red-light district was packed with people, lining the streets almost completely.

A nervous confidant of Fedi's cautiously approached him and whispered, "Young Master, we couldn't find her; she might not be here."

Fedi’s face remained expressionless. Mo Yao thought he would give up and leave, but instead, Fedi slightly lowered his eyelashes and said in a ghost-like voice, "Give me a gun."

The subordinate respectfully handed over a Desert Eagle. Moxiao Bai snorted with amusement, "Brother, isn't that funny A gang leader actually doesn’t have a gun on him. Such an odd habit; wouldn’t he be afraid of someone taking his life with one shot"

"I'm more concerned about what he needs a gun for" Mo Yao said indifferently.

Fedi took the pistol and said coolly, "Angela, I know you're here. I'll count to three; if you don't come out by then, I’ll start killing people until everyone is dead."

He spoke in Chinese.

Not many people here understood Chinese; Mo Yao and Xiao Bai both turned pale. Was he going to kill someone to force her out Had he gone mad

Fedi was never a normal kid anyway.

"Brother, what do we do"

“Deal with it as the situation demands.”

"One, two, three…" Fedi said. His voice became deeper and his right arm stretched out, aiming the gun at a row of women standing beside him. Without even looking, he pulled the trigger and there was a scream followed by a blood-curdling cry.

The bullet pierced her forehead, shattering her skull before she fell dead to the ground. The women panicked and all ran backward and turned to flee; Fedi didn’t need to give any orders—everyone’s exit had been blocked. He swept his machine gun across the floor, forcing the frightened women out with their faces ashen.

Mo Yao and Xiao Bai frowned simultaneously.

"Angela, be a good girl and come out. Another person will die for you if you don't," Fedi's voice was incredibly gentle, as though he were soothing his lover; Xiao Bai’s expression turned sour—he didn’t like such indiscriminate killing of innocent people.

Bang, another shot.

Another woman fell, another bullet piercing through her眉心, shattering her skull.

Six women were fed bullets by Feddy in a row. However, Angela, the name on his lips, was nowhere to be found. His confidant trembled with fear and dared not speak a word. Mo Xiaobai pursed his lips as anger surged within him.

He was truly furious.

Moe Yao said indifferently, "It's none of our business. Stay out of it."

"I know!"

Feddy killed yet another woman. His confidant quavered and said, "Master, the lady might not be here. Why don't we look elsewhere Mexico is so vast; she doesn't have to hide here."

Although it was the easiest place to hide someone.

Feddy narrowed his eyes and coldly surveyed the bodies of the women lying on the ground. It seemed that Feddy had truly become enraged, firing several shots with each trigger pull, three more women fell dead. This guy was indeed a formidable character; when he became ruthless, he transformed into a demon instantly.

No sign of Angela appeared at last. Feddy got into his Lincoln and sped away. Several agents came to clean up the bodies. The women who survived scattered in panic, returning to their rooms.

Eventually, there was no one left on the street.

Moyao and Mo Xiaobai were in the car, with a low-pressure atmosphere inside.

"Fedi is truly ruthless," said Mo Xiaobai.

"Even blood relatives can be killed; what do a few women matter" Moyao said coolly. "Let's go."

Just as Mo Xiaobai was about to drive off, he suddenly saw a woman stepping out of the corner. The streets were quiet at this hour; everyone knew Fedi had arrived and that lovers seeking pleasure had left. Everyone was hiding at home for safety. It was unusual to see anyone outside. This woman's sudden appearance was particularly striking.

Moyao told Mo Xiaobai not to move just yet, to observe first. Mo Xiaobai nodded in agreement. The girl was slender and wore a white dress with a white belt around her waist; she had on white canvas shoes and shoulder-length hair that lay smoothly against her cheeks. She kept her head down, walking slowly, the hem of her seven-eighths length skirt revealing her long, straight legs clearly under the night sky.

She kept her head low, so Moyao and Mo Xiaobai couldn't see her face properly.

They found it strange for a woman to be out at this hour.

The streets felt more eerie because of her presence. Moyao and Mo Xiaobai’s hearts seemed to constrict in their chests, feeling anxious. The high-rise buildings on both sides loomed over the street, which smelled of blood and was dimly lit.

She walked like a puppet toward Moyao and Mo Xiaobai, seemingly only noticing the armored Lincoln when she stopped and took a step back, perhaps mistaking it for Fedi's vehicle. Slowly, she raised her head.

The evening breeze blew through the girl’s neatly cut shoulder-length hair, revealing a pale yet delicate face.g so many cold glances abroad, so much loneliness, carrying the burden of misunderstanding and lack of sympathy from many friends. Finally finding some consolation.Now she feels that leaving Ye Feimo...