(This chapter is an addition for Hall Master "Snow on Broken Bridge")
Now...
You can get up here.
This firm statement left the scene in complete silence!
Nigel, who was sitting quietly in the first row, squinted his eyes the moment he heard this, then stood up and looked back.
He happened to see the figure slowly descending, and their eyes met.
Mu Fan looked into those blue eyes, his gaze calm.
The tall and handsome Nigel smirked coldly, "Interesting, it seems like someone who doesn't fear death is coming up."
By now, Nigel realized that the person who had broken into the police station a few days ago was probably this kid.
He lowered his eyelids, casually glancing at the buyers holding their breath in anticipation.
With a hint of regret, he spread his arms and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to take up a bit of your time today. I, Nigel Gale, invite you all to enjoy a good show."
"Guards, make your entrance."
With a snap of his fingers, a large number of fully armed warriors quickly poured in from the side doors of the hall.
Click, click, click!
A symphony of unlocking mechanisms, all gun barrels aimed at the slowly descending figure.
With a confident sneer on his face, Nigel, dressed in a blue striped suit, walked step by step onto the auction stage, coldly glaring at... Mu Fan.
"The Star Capital Guard's mecha is just outside. This officer from the Federation, I think you might be a bit overconfident."
Mu Fan halted his steps, standing straight.
"Miss, your friend is probably done for. In the private realm of the Barnard Star System, carrying guns is completely legal." The buyer who had been in a daze turned his head to Wang Nuonuo, shrugging.
The implication of his words was clear: no one would care if this provocative kid got shot dead.
However, the girl with the beautifully veiled profile didn't even bother to look back at him.
She just sat quietly, exactly as she did when Mu Fan left.
This unexpected turn of events left the buyers unaware of the gravity of the situation. In their eyes, since this had no relation to the last auction item, they might as well enjoy this spectacular show.
Someone had dared to mock Young Master Sun and Nigel Gale in their own territory.
And this someone seemed to be an outsider from beyond the Barnard Star System.
Are they tired of living?
"Do you not even have the guts to step on this stage? You really disappoint me."
With a hint of sarcasm, Mu Fan gazed at the row of gun barrels pointed at him.
A high-voltage arc gun, truly an excellent weapon for close combat...
Nigel Gale's lips just twitched as he heard this, his eyes coldly fixed on the young man.
"You're overthinking it. Let me enjoy your humiliation."
He lightly waved his left hand forward.
Zzzap!
Over a dozen brilliant purple arcs flickered in the auction hall, and the buyers, watching intently, felt a blinding light before them, instinctively closing their eyes, then hurriedly reopening them.
A whole second of electric discharge...
Yet, the anticipated thud of someone falling didn't occur.
The intense arcs burst into a myriad of sparks a meter in front of the young man as if they encountered an invisible shield.
Then they gradually dissipated into the air.
The young man, standing tall with a serene demeanor, remained unscathed, not even raising an arm.
"How is that possible?"
A suppressed murmur of disbelief spread around.
The confident smirk froze on Nigel Gale's face, his eyes cold like ice on a comet.
"Why not?" Black in the virtual space casually remarked.
This low-intensity negative electron annihilation protection method was merely a basic function of that liquid metal wristwatch.
"Do you have any other methods? I only have ten steps left to reach you."
"One step..."
"Switch to live ammunition." Nigel waved his left hand again.
Fifteen family guards, their eyes fierce, discarded their arc guns, each drawing a silver pistol from their coats, aiming the dark barrels at Mu Fan.
Today Cobert wasn't here, nor was his subordinate Nogkid. If they were, they would have surely told Nigel...
The consequences of pointing a gun at this young man.
Seeing real ammunition this time, the nearby buyers abruptly rose and dashed to the sides.
"Everyone, there's no need to panic. I, Sun Ruo, can assure everyone's safety. This show is about to end."
Young Master Sun exclaimed loudly from the center of the auction stage.
Hearing his words, the buyers' agitation seemed to calm down.
"Ready—"
"Fire!"
"...do not know... life or death."
Mu Fan shook his head, and the second step he had just raised gently landed.
Boom!
The ground trembled.
A web-like depression appeared beneath his feet, visible to the naked eye.
From extreme silence to extreme violence.
A long afterimage was pulled directly from the spot.
Lift foot, take to the air.
Turn around—
Kicked out heavily!
Poof!
A mist of blood sprayed directly from the mouth of the guard who had just rushed to the front, then the entire chest caved unnaturally, instantly lifeless, and the immense and terrifying power continued to spread backwards through the body.
Bam bam bam bam!
Not gunfire, but the dense collision sound of over a dozen bodies crashing into each other.
Apart from the last three who didn't manage to rush forward, the twelve comrades in front were directly slammed together by the immense force and flew straight onto the auction stage.
Sliding on the ground until they collided with the steel feet of the mecha did they come to a stop.
Clunk.
Mu Fan's feet landed softly on the ground.
The hearts of those around also thudded heavily.
Mu Fan raised his eyes indifferently, looking at the auction stage merely three meters away.
Sun Ruo was watching him viciously.
"Lord Nigel... peo-people... people are dead." A staff member beside him said, covering his mouth, the chest of the lead guard seemed as if struck by a boulder, revealing white bones.
Nigel Gale heard this, and his entire demeanor instantly became fierce, twisting his neck to look at Sun Ruo, the charming smile disappearing.
Completely turning into a ruthless one, "Young Master Sun, the Star Capital Guard can act now, right."
Indeed a seasoned officer, but thinking this could make him worry-free was utterly laughable.
Human power can never contend with machines.
"Of course."
Sun Ruo's expression was equally unfriendly, raising his right hand high, a knob appearing in his palm, and he pressed it firmly.
The entire hall's lighting was instantly covered in heavy red.
A sense of danger began to spread throughout the entire hall.
No one saw, at the moment this button was pressed, outside the ancient castle-like West Cold Auction House, the electronic eyes of the Star Capital Guard mecha on patrol all turned red, then collectively turned to look behind them.
"This time, no one can save you."
Sun Ruo said with pity, then slowly retreated.
Nigel Gale also sported a grim smile, retreating under the cover of a dense pack of bodyguards.
How could they mingle with a brute who only knows to use brute strength?
Laughable Federation officer.
To think they could kill such a person today was truly an accomplishment to feel pleased about.
And those buyers in the venue also noticed something amiss and began to quietly move out.
The buyer sitting next to Nuonuo hesitated repeatedly but still gritted his teeth and didn't move, though one foot was already on the steps.
He wanted to see what the final situation would be before deciding what to do.
Thud, thud...
Mu Fan stepped onto the stairs, lifting his feet in rhythm and landing.
Walking onto the largest stage in the auction hall, unhurriedly, without paying attention to the two people who were evacuating.
Stretching out his hand, gently touching that cold giant beast, looking up at the shocking red above.
This was the gift Nuonuo gave him...
Then turned around, looking up in the direction of the buyers' seats.
Through the veil, Nuonuo's gaze met Mu Fan's, understandingly pressing the center of the hexagonal disc in her hand.
Buzz~
A slight vibration, in her surprised gaze.
A faintly transparent shield emanated from her palm, enveloping her whole body.
Mu Fan's hand fell from the steel surface, leisurely surveying the surroundings.
A light laugh echoed: "The following events may be a bit violent, everyone can leave early if they wish."
"As for the two gentlemen over there..."
"I give you half an hour to escape."
Looking down, at the shiny metal sphere in his palm, Mu Fan's lips curled into a chilly smile.
His arm abruptly swung upward!