“Wanzi, quickly thank your brother; he’s our family’s savior!”

“Director Su, I will always remember this kindness. If you ever need help in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask!”

“Yes, just say whatever you need. We would sell our pots and pans to repay this great favor!”

Su Mo said nothing, only nodded in response to the parents, patting one child’s shoulder, stroking another’s head.

Among so many parents, there was one couple who couldn’t share in the joy.

After the hostages were released, the security forces took over the scene, and Nannan’s body was also brought out.

Nannan’s mother knelt beside her daughter, her eyes sunken and black, bloodshot and no longer able to shed tears — all had flowed dry at the moment of her daughter’s death.

Nannan’s mother caressed her daughter’s little head, as if she were still alive, softly saying, “Nannan, don’t be afraid, Mama is taking you home…”

Nannan’s father held his wife’s shoulder, squatting on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

When Su Mo approached, Nannan’s father stood up, swallowing his pain and choking out thanks: “Thank you… Director Su… Thank you for saving Nannan’s classmates… They’re all good kids…”

Su Mo sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and bowed deeply to the parents who had lost their daughter.

After the hostages at Xinghai Cinema were released, the authorities had no more reservations; the security force, this violent machine, resumed operation.

This period had been stewing the security force soldiers.

Because the thugs held important hostages, the superiors were forced to compromise, and they could only retreat again and again.

The thugs insulted them, and they could only endure it silently, letting the mockery run its course.

The thugs attacked them, and they could only protect their vitals with shields, not daring to retaliate.

Many soldiers were shoved and knocked down in the chaos, beaten crazily with iron rods by thugs, suffering broken limbs and head injuries, lying in ICU till now, not yet awake.

Now authorized by superiors, the security force soldiers could strike back, like beasts released from cages, each going mad, beating thugs to death whenever caught.

The thugs gathered at Moonlight Mansion were the first victims, surrounded by the angry shouts of security warriors, who fiercely beat thugs, killing over twenty on the spot.

If it weren’t for too many citizens around, they would really have liked to just shoot the thugs clean.

Without hostages to shield them, the thugs lost their confidence, unable to fight head-on, scattered in all directions.

In an instant, the whole city was a scene of security warriors chasing thugs.

On Muto Dongying’s side, all 28 Crow’s Nest Thugs were subdued.

Prosthetic Implanters had suppressors inserted, Blood Code Carriers were shot with strong anesthetics, all lost mobility, and the security force was preparing to detain them to the Public Security Bureau.

Muto Dongying lay on the ground, only his head able to move, looking resentfully at Su Mo: “You must send my family to a safe place.”

Su Mo fumbled his ear: “Ah?”

Muto Dongying’s expression froze: “What do you mean by ‘ah’?”

Su Mo said lightly, “I only said, if you kill hostages, I will wipe out your family. I didn’t promise that releasing hostages would spare your family.”

“With all of you being villains, am I supposed to let them go free, waiting for them to come back for revenge?”

After Su Mo finished speaking, he gestured to nearby people to step back.

Then he pressed the controller in his coat.

“Boom!!!” Secretly implanted bombs in the Muto family’s bodies exploded.

In Moonlight Mansion Square, 38 blossoms of blood burst open, like the blooming of red spider lilies.

Watching his family torn apart, Muto Dongying’s rationality completely shattered.

“Ah! Ah!! Ah!!!” The savage thug screamed heartbreakingly, blood tears streaming from his eyes, leaving ghastly streaks on his face.

Like a mad dog, he attempted to lunge at Su Mo, his body immobilized by the prosthetic suppressor, resulting only in his teeth crashing futilely against each other, even biting his own mouth, filling it with blood.

Su Mo sneered coldly, no longer paying attention to this defeated reprobate, tossed the bomb controller, and walked away.

Wherever Su Mo went, whether battle-hardened security forces or the bloodthirsty Death Scythe Mercenaries, they unwittingly cleared a path, watching him with respectful eyes.

Su Mo reached the outskirts of the square and noticed a familiar figure leaning against an SUV standing there.

Ivan was dressed in casual clothes, seemingly waiting for a long time.

Seeing Su Mo, his eyes wandered, rubbing his chin incessantly, appearing somewhat awkward.

Su Mo approached willingly, lazily saying, “We’re both men, don’t be shy, say what you want to say.”

Ivan pursed his lips, extending his hand: “Nothing, I’m convinced, both in mind and speech, thank you for perfectly resolving this crisis.”

Su Mo shook hands, smiled: “I’ve heard too many thanks today, don’t talk nonsense, just don’t forget our bet.”

Ivan was very embarrassed, stammering: “Dude, it’s not that I’m reneging, I lost fair and square.”

“But I was really rash at the time, some things weren’t clear… You can have me do stuff, but I want to propose a few conditions, is that okay?”

Su Mo didn’t push further, respecting the Anti-Violence Captain’s face, saying: “You go ahead, I’ll consider them.”

Ivan looked solemn: “First, don’t make me commit suicide. I’m not afraid of death, but my life still serves a purpose, I need to keep serving the Anti-Violence Fourth Section.”

Su Mo chuckled: “Brother, are you confused? Did I go to all the trouble winning a bet just to have you off yourself? Am I overstuffed or something?”

Ivan laughed, continued: “You won’t make me, um, what’s that… sleep together, right…? I’m a straight guy, really can’t handle that…”

Su Mo struggled to hold back.

This guy, what kind of things does he typically watch?

His imagination is too rich…

Su Mo said irritably: “Rest assured, I’m also straight, only like girls.”

Ivan secretly sighed in relief, said gravely: “The last condition, I can help you with something, but it can’t violate current laws.”

Su Mo became displeased: “You’re pushing it now! If it’s a normal matter within legal bounds, why would I call you? You’re playing tricks!”

Ivan realized he had overdemanded, hurriedly appeased: “Well… at least it can’t go against traditional morality! Absolutely wouldn’t do things that are deeply anti-human.”

“But as long as it’s reasonable and not anti-human, I can privately help you.”

Su Mo patted his arm: “That’s more like it, it’s settled.”

Ivan pointed at his car: “Come on, I’ll give you a lift.”

Just as he was about to board the car, he suddenly felt a massive sense of oppression attack, with a tingling like needles in his limbs, his 27 years of combat instincts screamed a strong warning.

Startled, he looked up towards the source of oppression, instinctively grabbing Su Mo’s arm: “Hey, that is…”

“Yeah, I see it.” Su Mo pursed his lips tightly, looking up with Ivan at the same direction.

“Wolf King…”

A building was cloaked in night, several eerie figures stood at the rooftop’s edge, dressed in black leather, seemingly merging with the night.

The leader stood tall, like a beast in the dark, awe-inspiring, the wind caught the wolf’s mane on her outfit, the overwhelming pressure unprecedented.

The Wolf King stood atop the heights, her mysterious dark purple eyes emanating a chilling aura, looking down arrogantly at Su Mo.

…

Atop the building, Hibell tucked windswept red hair behind her ear, gazing into the distance: “With Crow’s Nest’s chaos, our plans against those three are a mess now, these things more trouble than they’re worth.”

Troy adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, sighed softly: “Not only are our plans disrupted, now the whole Edge is in turmoil… We’ll have to reconsider that matter later.”

Hibell looked down at Su Mo on the ground: “Speaking of which, this kid is interesting, managing to take down Muto Dongying just like that. What’s his origin? Why haven’t I heard of him before?”

Fenrir’s eyes reflected Su Mo’s figure, a slight curve forming on his lips: “Looks like he’s an overlooked talent, seizing his chance to shine.”

“Regardless of his past, from this moment, he’s caught in the whirlpool of this city, unable to escape.”

“We’ll see if this is his start to famous fortune, or if, like countless others before him, he’ll be ground down in the vortex.

Fenrir gave Su Mo one last glance, turned to leave: “Let’s head back to the Edge. Put this person on the watch list, I’ll personally meet him when the time permits.”

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