Chapter 552: Chapter 327: I’ll Take You Home
Mu Fan looked down at the revolver spinning on the ground as it gradually came to a stop.
Not only him, but the gaze of Wang Nuonuo, Gaoling Ze, and everyone else was focused on the revolver.
What was this about!?
What did Donatello mean by this?
“Pick it up, you have two ways to get out.”
“First, pick it up, shoot Miss Nuonuo three times, and you can leave.”
“Second, pick it up, shoot yourself three times, and you can leave.”
“How about it? Am I not merciful? Hahahahaha.” The sick smile made Donatello’s face look bizarre under the warehouse lighting, with the sharp knife still pressing against Wang Nuonuo’s pale neck.
Gaoling Ze first widened his eyes, then let out a sigh, “This is… way too thrilling, Young Master Tang, setting everything else aside, among all of us here, I only admire you.”
Several subordinates positioned a single unit Energy Field in front of Gaoling Ze and Donatello; a faintly glowing light blue Shield activated, protecting Gaoling Ze, Donatello, and Wang Nuonuo.
It’s better to be safe than sorry.
At that moment, Wang Nuonuo’s eyes suddenly widened, as she could never have imagined such a ruthless method from the person beside her.
If there was a gun beside her now, she would definitely pick it up and pull the trigger on Donatello without thinking of the consequences!
Donatello obviously saw Wang Nuonuo’s expression, “What’s the matter? You don’t want to die, you can fight back. Transfer your shares, and you can leave immediately.”
Mu Fan looked at Donatello’s sinister and bizarre eyes, while rage and despair filled Wang Nuonuo’s eyes.
“Ha ha, Miss Nuonuo gave you such a great opportunity to participate in the combat contest, such admirable friendship, and now it’s time for you to show your gratitude.”
“I heard you are another contestant from Loki Heavy Industry, but what would happen if this contestant were to be ruined?”
“Now it’s a simple choice between two options!”
Donatello’s face once again flushed with a pathologically excited red, part of his perfect plan, satisfying both psychologically and visually.
After finishing speaking and noticing that Mu Fan hadn’t moved, he scratched his chin lightly, pondering, and continued:
“Hmm? Can’t bear to harm a beauty? Then you could shoot your own arm, shoulder, abdomen… Of course, I wouldn’t mind if you want to shoot your own heart. Just finish three shots, and I will let her go, how about that? Such a beautiful peacock, but unfortunately, she’ll soon be stripped of all her brilliant titles.”
“Ugh!! No!!!” Enraged, Wang Nuonuo began to shake frantically, but being strongly tied up and held by Donatello, she was helpless to escape and frantically shook her head.
Looking at Nuonuo struggling, Donatello raised an eyebrow in surprise, “No? Then fine, sign the agreement to transfer 15% of Loki Heavy Industry’s shares.”
Even if she didn’t sign, with Wang Ji unable to appear and shareholders withdrawing investments, all suppliers halting material supply, Loki Heavy Industry’s shares would soon be worth nothing.
Just wait another half a month, and once the Mecha contest ends, probably no one will notice such an unremarkable company anymore.
Of course, it involved a timing issue during which the Mecha contest now captured most of the attention and was a critical point of contention for many superpowers.
During this period, nobody would care about a newcomer Mecha company that had just got its ticket.
But by the time people took notice, the outcome would probably have already been decided.
There were also many pieces of information that had not been revealed to both Gaoling Ze and Lin Wu; these were Donatello’s unique strategies.
Since he had orchestrated such an action, it was only natural that he should be the greatest beneficiary.
Wang Nuonuo, tied to the seat, had tears filling her large eyes, dully staring at Mu Fan and then at Donatello beside her.
The brightness in her eyes turned to a shade of gray, representing complete despair…
Sign it, and there would be no more Wang Family.
But before Wang Nuonuo could speak, at that moment, Mu Fan’s eyelids drooped, his gaze quietly fixed on the Golden Revolver at his feet, his voice chillingly calm:
“I am a holder of the Centurion Medal, and I had already reported to the military before rushing over.”
Mu Fan expressionlessly lifted his head, watching the pathological excitement on the other’s face slowly fade.
Donatello regained his composed demeanor, as if the sick person from moments ago was not him, “And what about that?”
“Also, my mentor Ruan Xiongfei is keeping an eye on me.”
Mu Fan once again brought out a Killing Device, slowly ensuring that Natello had not reached that insane state.
“So until now, I’ve done nothing. The choice is all yours. You can leave, and the princess of Loki Heavy Industry can fend for herself here.”
Natello’s face once again bore his signature smile, but it looked nauseating to others.
In his heart, he never believed the person before him would make a choice; his most likely action was to give up and leave alone.
This would deliver the final psychological blow to Wang Nuonuo!
It could likely become the catalyst for the collapse of the young girl’s psychological defenses.
With that, the final arrangement for the day would be complete.
But if he really chose the other path… That would be even more interesting, hehe.
Gaoling Ze also showed a very interested expression on his face, “You used to be so tough, this time I’m really curious if you’ll act like a man, hahaha.”
The added verbal provocation at this moment was splendid, although he still wanted to personally beat up the young man in front of him—just a thought.
“I’m just reminding you once more, are you serious about what you said?” Mu Fan’s tone was calm, but Wang Nuonuo felt a current pass through her back, suddenly thinking of something, and violently tried to stand up and speak!
“Of course I am,” Natello snorted coldly.
“Good.”
Mu Fan’s indifferent gaze turned to Wang Nuonuo’s tear-streaked little face, revealing a familiar and comforting smile.
That calm and warm gaze, always comforting when seen, just like always.
But this time, Wang Nuonuo didn’t want to see that smile!
Struggling with all her might, she instantly felt several cuts on her arms, trying desperately to shout, but two fully armed thugs held her down from behind, rendering her immobile!
The eye contact between Mu Fan and Wang Nuonuo lasted only a moment, then under everyone’s watchful eyes, he bent down.
He picked up the Golden Revolver with his right hand and straightened up.
If he were alone, he would have a greater than sixty percent chance of seriously injuring the opponent and then escaping.
But with Wang Nuonuo in the enemy’s hands, he didn’t even have a one in ten chance, because he couldn’t assure that the neurotic man wouldn’t harm Nuonuo.
So, the final answer was clear.
Mu Fan looked toward Wang Nuonuo direction, his face revealing a calm smile that others could hardly understand or even believe!
Only Nuonuo understood that smile; Mu Fan was telling her in such a manner:
Nuonuo, I’ll take you home.
The gold revolver was then reverse held against his left shoulder.
“Uh!! No!!!” At that moment, Nuonuo let out a harrowing scream.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
The thug holding the gun beside them wore a disbelieving expression, filled with shock and horror!
Three 8.6 mm bullets from the revolver, terrifyingly, did not penetrate, leaving the young man’s left shoulder… a bloody mess.
What terrified and even chilled them—
The young man was still smiling.