Era of Magic and Martial Arts-Chapter 335 - 319: You Stepped Forward with Your Left Foot—Guilty!

Chapter 335: Chapter 319: You Stepped Forward with Your Left Foot—Guilty!

Guan Chong slowly raised the gun, his arm trembling slightly as he aimed at Lou Rui’s back. Just as his finger was about to pull the trigger, a strong arm from behind steadily supported him, helping him lift the gun barrel an inch higher.

A calm and gentle voice breathed softly by his ear:

"The time I’ve rewarded you must not be disturbed by others. If anyone disturbs you, you shoot them. Don’t aim at the wrong person, don’t let your hand tremble, come, I’ll teach you..."

"Hold your breath, relax your body and mind, don’t overthink it. Just focus tightly on the sight, and you’ll find that observing the world through it, everyone turns back into understanding smiles."

"But, the premise is, when you shoot, don’t hesitate!!!"

Bang—

As the gunshot pierced through the air, Lou Rui’s movement froze as if someone had pressed the pause button on a remote control.

His crawling posture was fixed at that moment, the adrenaline in his body seemed to recede like a tide, and all his muscles and bones turned into a soft pile of mud, losing all strength.

Even his sphincter and corpus cavernosum completely relaxed, a wave of hot and turbid liquid spread from underneath him, turning the surrounding ground yellow, blending with the blood into a strange color.

Unable to see his back, Lou Rui could not be sure if he had really been shot, but he felt as if he had because his entire back seemed to hurt everywhere.

Especially his heart, pounding wildly, as if a second later it would burst out from his back, leaving a bloody, gaping hole.

Thud!

The prison guard in front of him collapsed to the ground heavily as his knees buckled. Blood gushed out from his knees like a spring.

The next second, he screamed, falling forward, his head slamming hard against the back of Lou Rui’s head.

Thunk—

A dull thud sounded, and Lou Rui’s vision went black. He strained to turn his neck, looking at the face fallen in front of him, seeing stars dance in his eyes.

"Huh, was the guard who got shot? Not me, did the bullet miss again?"

Lou Rui blinked, his brain, stalled by shock, finally pieced together the unbelievable truth.

However, he was completely exhausted, having no strength left to crawl again, he could only slowly reach out to the person before him, hot tears filling his eyes as he emitted a hoarse and weak cry:

"Help... help me..."

The fallen prison guard was the one who had just mocked Guan Chong for not daring to fire.

At this moment, he was disoriented from the fall, tears and pain intertwined in his eyes, his mouth agape as he stared wide-eyed at Lou Rui, opening and closing his mouth, a thousand words in his heart condensing into a single word:

"Fuck!"

He couldn’t understand why the bullet inexplicably went astray, landing on him.

There was, after all, a full meter of distance between him and Lou Rui. No matter how bad Guan Chong’s aim was, it shouldn’t miss by so much.

Wait a minute, earlier someone suddenly appeared behind Guan Chong, lifting the muzzle a bit, that person was...

Tap—tap—tap—

The sound of leather shoes striking the ground echoed in the air, gradually approaching. The footsteps were neither heavy nor hurried; they maintained a steady rhythm, yet each step seemed to fall on the prison guard’s heart, sending a chill from the ground through his body.

Supporting himself with both hands on the ground, he painfully lifted his body halfway, head slightly tilted back, his gaze heavy as he looked at the figure approaching.

The figure stood around 1.8 meters tall, his polished leather shoes spotless, his prison guard uniform tailored to fit, enhancing his upright figure, every button neatly fastened, his collar white as snow.

Above the collar was a sharply defined countenance, serene expression, eyes deep and tranquil, only the pistol he lightly toyed with added a terrifying undertone to that tranquility and gentleness.

It was not Guan Chong, but... Feng Mu!!!

The prison guard’s pupils suddenly contracted, his voice rising a notch, unable to conceal the panic within:

"Feng Mu, how dare you..."

Feng Mu approached him, looking down from above, a peculiar red flash in his eyes momentarily, he interrupted the latter’s blame in an unquestionable tone:

"I just saw you step towards Lou Rui with your left foot."

The prison guard was instantly taken aback, his gaze frozen on Feng Mu’s face, his mind blank for a moment.

He could not comprehend the meaning behind Feng Mu’s words, but the piercing pain in his left leg clearly reminded him, it was indeed his left knee that got shot.

So, wasn’t the bullet off target?

But... it was intentionally aimed to shatter his knee, just because he stepped forward with his left foot?

Fury surged to his head, his cheeks flushed to an almost bleeding red:

"No, I didn’t move at all just now, Feng Mu, you’re falsely accusing me!!!"

Ma Xuan stood not far behind the prison guard, discreetly adjusted his glasses, cursing internally:

"What a fool, is there any need to argue about stepping forward with the left foot now? Isn’t the main point that he shot you?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

However, Ma Xuan didn’t immediately speak up for his subordinate. Though he dared to stop Guan Chong right away, it didn’t mean he would similarly stop Feng Mu.

Feng Mu’s display of arrogance in broad daylight made Ma Xuan somewhat wary.

Ever since Feng Mu entered the Second Prison, Ma Xuan had been keeping an eye on him for various reasons, to be honest, he couldn’t fully understand this new prison guard.

But he had a rough assessment of Feng Mu, which included traits like hypocrisy, attention to appearance, politeness, charisma, ambition, and danger.

In short, impulsiveness, lack of brains, arrogance weren’t included in those assessments.

"Feng Mu’s behavior is quite abnormal, what backing did the warden give him, can’t he see the warden is in a difficult situation now?"

Ma Xuan was a smart man, and the first response of a smart man to a situation was like his, observe first, don’t rush to counterattack.

If it were Chang Wei, he surely would’ve rushed out to fight Feng Mu by now, which is why Chang Wei died early, while Ma Xuan was still alive.

As Feng Mu spoke to the prison guard, he also glanced at Ma Xuan, seeing the latter remain unmoved, a faint trace of disappointment flashed on his face, making Ma Xuan’s heart shiver again.

Feng Mu casually glanced at Ma Xuan, then scanned the surrounding prison guards, his gun barrel politely not aiming at anyone, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, he said:

"I saw him just now stepping towards Lou Rui with his left foot, I believe everyone saw it clearly just like I did, right?"

The surrounding prison guards, whether spectating or brought by Ma Xuan, all had a slight change in expression, yet, in a strange and tacit manner, exchanged glances, none opening their mouths to refute Feng Mu.

Feng Mu didn’t seem surprised by this silence, he lowered his head, inspecting the shot prison guard again, a deep tone in his voice:

"See, everyone’s eyes are sharp, they’ve all tacitly agreed to what I said."