In an instant, the basement fell into dead silence!

The two parties who were counting their belongings with flashlights suddenly stopped what they were doing, and stared at each other with deep suspicion.

They all saw the shocked look in each other's eyes, and were all in a state of confusion for a moment.

Then they all pricked up their ears and listened, and there seemed to be no sound of footsteps.

"Laojun, are you trying to take advantage of others?" Although he thought this was unlikely, Brother Long still asked with a cold face.

A man in his fifties on the other side frowned and said, "How is that possible? We don't cooperate once or twice!"

Brother Long thought it right and asked quickly: "What should we do now? Is there any other exit here?"

Lao Jun said in a panic: "There is only one exit here!"

"Why did you find such a ghost place?" If it weren't for an emergency, Brother Long would have really wanted to rush up and beat him up.

Lao Jun said: "Did you think so much at that time? I just thought this place was hidden and would not be discovered."

Suddenly, Lao Jun paused and said, "Brother Long, something is not right!"

"What's wrong?" Brother Long jumped anxiously.

"Who do you think it was that shouted just now?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Of course it's the police!"

But Laojun smiled and said: "If you were a policeman and knew that we were trading here, would you still shout outside that you were surrounded?"

"Uh..." Brother Long immediately woke up.

There is no door in this basement, and there are no hostages in the hands of people like myself. With the police's behavior, if they know that their group of people are dealing in stolen goods here, they have already rushed in with guns drawn. There is no need to blindly wait outside.

Beep?

"Besides, if we are really surrounded, there should be a lot of footsteps. Now, there is no sound at all."

After only a second of hesitation, they immediately put away the things in their hands, picked them up and ran towards the stairs.

Soon, under the illumination of a flashlight, they saw a young man standing at the top of the stairs, holding an iron rod in his hand...

Brother Long took a flashlight and looked behind him. He found that except for this young man, there was no one else here.

"Are you really a fool?"

"Mental illness!"

Brother Long and others were immediately relieved. The police would stand at the door with an iron rod? Or just alone?

"Who are you calling mentally ill?" Mu Yuan glared, "I am the police! You are surrounded, why don't you surrender immediately!"

"Police? Haha... so what if you are a policeman?" Brother Long shouted arrogantly.

"Second brother, go up and cut him! Damn, I was shocked by a mentally ill person. How can I, Brother Long, still hang out in the world after word spread?"

The others also looked like they were watching a good show and didn't take the "two fools" at the door seriously at all.

"Okay!" A burly man handed the backpack in his hand to the companion next to him, stretched out his hand on his waist, and a dagger popped out.

Another young man with yellow hair sneered: "Second brother, how dare you use a knife to deal with such a fool?"

The burly man grinned and said, "Haha, you guys know nothing. The feeling of cutting flesh with a knife is the most satisfying."

After saying that, the burly man rushed out a few steps, swung his dagger across Mu Yuan's chest.

This can also be seen that this guy is relatively rational and has no intention of killing anyone. Otherwise, this knife would not be a slash, but a direct stab.

From the second man's point of view, his sword attack was absolutely certain, after all, the target was just a fool.

The reactions of fools are usually half a beat slower than those of normal people, and their movements are so clean and neat that it is difficult for the other party to avoid them...

However, reality's slap is always the loudest, and Mu Yuan's stick is equally loud.

I saw an afterimage passing by, Mu Yuan's hand was raised at some point, and the iron rod in his hand struck the burly man's arm.

"Pah..." came the sound of a stick hitting pork.

What followed was a scream like a slaughtering pig.

Mu Yuan did not stop there. He twirled the iron rod in his hand and struck the opponent's calf.

His movements were so quick that he didn't leave any time for the opponent to evade.

"Pa..." There was another muffled sound.

The huge force directly knocked the burly man to the ground.

I saw him covering his right forearm with his left hand, curled up on the ground, in agony.

One left leg was also lying limply on the ground, unable to move, and he was screaming repeatedly.

This change happened so quickly that the burly man had already collapsed before others could figure out what was going on.

"Second brother!" Brother Long shouted and rushed towards the burly man who fell to the ground.

Just after taking two steps, he looked at Mu Yuan who was standing at the door as if nothing had happened. He gritted his teeth and stopped.

He wanted to rush, but he had no weapons!

Didn’t you see that even those who were bigger than him were holding daggers? He didn’t think he could withstand that iron rod.

"Why are you still standing there? Kill him!" Brother Long roared.

Lao Jun frowned, quickly assessed the situation, and said quickly: "You guys come in too!"

The person next to me said with a grimace: "Boss, the door is too narrow, it's useless if there are more people!"

This makes sense, because the situation ahead has confirmed this.

The light of the flashlight was very bright, and you could clearly see that the two boys on Brother Long's side rushed to the door and filled up the space. The person following behind could only shout from behind.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Brother Long dragged the second child back.

But Brother Long, who had just completed the rescue mission, heard another tragic cry coming from the door before he could check his brother's injuries.

And it wasn’t one person calling, but two people…

The two people who rushed the fastest also fell to the ground, with the same injuries as the second one.

The arm holding the dagger was hanging down, obviously broken, and he fell to the ground, unable to stand.

The man following the two hesitated.

It’s okay not to be cowardly! Mu Yuan’s fierce performance completely stunned him.

Every time the stick is struck, there are fractures. This is not only because of the strength of the iron rod, but also because of the strength of swinging it.

Moreover, he could see clearly just now that when the opponent was attacking the first person in front, another brother stabbed him with a dagger, but was easily avoided by these "two fools".

What does this mean? It means that the opponent is not only powerful, but also has fast reaction speed and better body coordination.

Damn it, how can ordinary people have this ability? They must have practiced it.

The important thing is that this guy is cruel! Not everyone can break three hands and three legs with six sticks.

At this moment, no one thinks that the other person is mentally ill anymore. If mentally ill patients are so powerful, who the hell would dare to be a doctor in a mental hospital? Life is so boring, isn’t it?

"Brother! Who are you?" Laojun felt that this was unusual, but he still didn't think Mu Yuan was a policeman. How could he still have such fighting power? It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he didn't dare.

Mu Yuan stood there relaxedly, with a smile, and said: "I am a policeman!"

"Are you kidding me?" Laojun said angrily, "You're not so naive as to think that one person can keep all of us here, are you?"

Mu Yuan shrugged and said indifferently: "You can try it!"

"I..." Lao Jun took a deep breath, fearing that he would vent his heart disease.

Brother Long suddenly said: "Shine the flashlight into his eyes!"

Everyone was immediately delighted, what a good idea!

Not only can you take photos, but you can also use flash mode...

Not to mention in the dark, even when the light is relatively good, if your eyes are flashed by strong light, you will suffer from flash blindness.

No matter how awesome you are, how much combat effectiveness can you retain once you lose your eyesight?

Do you really think there are martial arts masters in this world who can listen to the wind and argue? Not only are fairy tales deceiving, but martial arts dramas are also deceiving.

Don’t believe me? Practice your inner strength and give it a try?

At that moment, someone raised a flashlight and shined it into Mu Yuan's eyes, flickering.

Mu Yuan is also a normal person. When he was exposed to strong light, his eyes closed reflexively.

"Come on!" Brother Long waved his hand grandly, with a fierce look in his eyes.

The younger brother who was cowering in front saw Mu Yuan closing his eyes, his blood boiled for a moment, and he rushed over with the bright dagger in his hand.

Mu Yuan just closed his eyes without turning his head or moving his ears...

Just when Brother Long thought he was safe, Mu Yuan moved his hands.

Another stick came down, hitting the back of the hand holding the dagger accurately.
To be continued...