It was a revolver and filled with bullets, Mo Yuan strode over and gazed at him, it has been years since he held a gun.
"You need to calm yourself down.." Mo Yuan snatched the gun away and flung it back into the car.
The last time he held a gun an entire family vanished overnight without a trace.
"How do you expect me to calm down?" his eyes had turned blood red and the coldness that seeped out of them would incapacitate anyone closer.
The veins on his forehead had bulged and visible...
"We will find her..." He patted his shoulders and strode over to the van where they were hacking into the CCTV cameras.
He had just boarded when his phone rang, gazing at the number if was Mo Feng calling.
"Hello, what's the matter?" his voice was low and rough and anyone could tell something was up.
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