In an instant, Han Ge had already escaped Huo Rou's attack range. Huo Rou's eyes flickered as she executed her second plan, sprinting towards Grandpa Nong.
Unexpectedly, Han Ge grinned, his hand already aimed at Grandpa Nong, who was very close to him.
"Little girl, you want him dead?" Han Ge's eyes held a trace of anger, but more so amusement.
He licked his lips, ignoring Xiao Zhu's pale, frightened face. He only looked at Huo Rou, "I knew something was off. You look so delicate, yet you have some skills! Come on, let's see who's faster, you or the gun."
With that, Han Ge groped Pan Yue's body with his other hand. He spun around to Grandpa Nong's side, holding the shattered mirror shard against his neck, and pointing the gun in his other hand at Huo Rou.
"I'm actually quite reluctant. You underestimated me."
If he hadn't had this gun, Huo Rou would have undoubtedly regained the advantage today, making their controlled situation a little more precarious. Fortunately, he had disguised and hidden the gun on Pan Yue earlier. The guards at the door hadn't found it on her during her fuss.
So, women who were a bit duller were better.
Huo Rou wasn't buying it. Her expression didn't change to annoyance at his words. Her mind was racing.
"Don't bother thinking," Han Ge interrupted her. "Are you also a guard protecting this old man? Don't you know the surroundings are already controlled by our people?"
In such a remote place, while deploying personnel was troublesome, thankfully the fireworks display last night had masked many anomalies, giving them an opportunity to make more arrangements. They wouldn't lose this battle today.
Hearing him say that, Huo Rou also felt a pang of worry. An An would definitely use the lab equipment to contact the guards. If the guards were truly all controlled, it would be fine if An An couldn't reach them, but if she did, their location would be exposed.
"Controlled?" Huo Rou brought the dagger in her hand to her chest, examining it carefully, and asked casually, "You think there are only those few around here?"
Han Ge was unfazed, only smiling as he pointed the gun at Huo Rou. "You can't scare me."
Even with the gun pointed at her, Huo Rou's face showed little emotional fluctuation. Han Ge, looking at her composure, suddenly felt an urge to tear apart that calm face. He wanted to see how astonishingly beautiful this cold-faced beauty would look if her expression came alive.
"I'll count to three. Come over. Otherwise, I'll shoot."
Xiao Zhu chimed in, "Brother Han, this girl is so hot, can we..."
"Beast!" Yao Jian cursed, his voice hoarse. Hearing them openly discuss such things, and looking at Huo Rou's face, which was as delicate as a celestial being, he felt that these words were a defilement to her ears.
The two of them continued their lustful conjectures as if no one else was present. Pan Yue, held tightly by Xiao Zhu, was inevitably touched a few times. Pan Yue's muffled sounds went unnoticed.
Grandpa Nong, hearing them, was extremely worried. "Little girl, why did you come here!"
"Three."
Huo Rou remained motionless.
"Two."
Han Ge narrowed his eyes, his finger already tightening slightly. Did this woman truly not fear death? He didn't believe it.
"This is the person you're looking for!" Grandpa Nong shouted desperately, trying to jolt the two of them into remembering their purpose for coming here, hoping they would spare Huo Rou.
If he were facing death now, he would not hesitate to sacrifice himself. But Huo Rou was still so young...
Xiao Zhu was the first to yell in disbelief. "Old man, don't try to fool me. Her?"
"It's true!" Yao Jian chimed in. "Ah Rou came here this time, read many books, helped with experiments several times before compiling the technical implementation report. If you hurt her, you won't be able to take anything back."
Han Ge looked at Huo Rou again, "Oh."
"So what if it's true?" Han Ge looked at Huo Rou's shoes, but she hadn't moved an inch. "I said I'd count to three..."
"Three—"
Just as Han Ge reached "three," Huo Rou, as if anticipating it, dodged to the side.
She had undergone training in this area. Even if her abilities were slightly diminished and she couldn't dodge with perfect precision, avoiding vital spots was still easy.
Huo Rou had prepared herself for injury, for being shot. Her mind had already begun to proactively build a fortress to resist the sensation of pain.
On the battlefield, as long as they couldn't kill her, she would let the enemy know what 'stronger' meant!
As she dodged, a figure also darted rapidly from behind her. The courtyard gate was forcefully pushed open at the same moment.
"Bang—"
A gunshot rang out.
More than one shot.