Chapter 1191: 957: Give Me 5 Minutes

Chapter 1191: Chapter 957: Give Me 5 Minutes

The tone wasn’t loud, and the voice was hoarse and flat.

Yet, at this moment, everyone seemed to be facing a monstrous fierce beast.

The subtle words contained such murderous intent that the air in the entire cabin seemed to thicken!

It sent chills down everyone’s spine!

Everyone outside of Dingchuan Academy was looking in horror and disbelief… at that one-eyed man.

As for Howard, he was already clutching his heart.

He was afraid he might collapse right there.

Is this person insane?

Saying such things without even considering who the other party is.

Agent 031 didn’t even blink, his eyes fixed on the light sword in front of him.

He had a premonition that if he moved against the target named Mu Fan again, this light sword would surely strike.

This wasn’t just intuition, it was…

In the intelligence database, this man from Dingchuan Academy named Tsunayoshi had disappeared from view three years ago; before disappearing, his battle kill record showed 312 confirmed kills, with his only defeat at Dawn Academy against the Bright Warrior, Sword Saint Chen.

Without exception.

All the deaths were from being cut into pieces by the light sword…

Those neat pieces.

And now, this guy who had disappeared for three years had reappeared.

These words, from the mouth of this one-eyed dragon, were definitely not just empty talk.

Agent 031 restrained his urge to act, closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them:

“Highland Warrior, Mr. Tsunayoshi… Since you’ve spoken, I certainly won’t act. But if you make a move, can you still leave here alive?”

Agent 031’s lips curled up, his hands spreading out at his sides.

Tsunayoshi gazed at this special agent with a mocking smile, the light sword buzzed off, and the hilt was inserted back at his waist.

“Killing you would be enough.”

Upon hearing these unreasonable words, Mu Fan’s eyes flashed with emotion, looking at the tutor standing up for him despite barely speaking to him before, he bowed deeply.

“Captain Mu Fan, can we go now?”

Agent 031 waved his hand casually, signaling his men to retreat, clearly affected by Tsunayoshi’s words.

He knew his limits; if he was really killed by this butcher, it would be utterly ridiculous.

Mu Fan calmly walked to the locker in the corner, put on his clothes, and stood in front of Agent 031 again, eyes level, “Lead the way.”

“Mu Fan!”

A voice called out anxiously from the side.

Turning his head to Bai Guyue, Mu Fan nodded slightly, gratitude flashing in his eyes, but he shook his head at the same time, indicating that the other needn’t worry.

If it wasn’t for her, he might have been at their mercy next.

And now…

Heh.

A group of people disappeared into the medical chamber.

People looked at the empty operating table, with the room still filled with the intense smell of burning and a faint scent of medicine, but the person was already nowhere to be seen.

On the lower deck of the Holy Unicorn, an ordinary-looking transport ship took off, landing half an hour later into a building embedded in a mountain.

Inside the mountain, all around was metal as far as the eye could see.

But within these silver metal constructions, apart from those few people, there was not a sound.

Mu Fan was surrounded in the center of the group, walking through the silent metal corridor.

The rhythmic footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Upon boarding the transport ship, the eleven of them fell silent like ghosts, even the previously outspoken and active Agent 031 hadn’t spoken a word since.

Mu Fan casually looked around.

To find that on both sides of this corridor was indeed… a prison.

For through the vents of each metal door, he saw several pairs of eyes, either calm or manic.

The air was thick with unease.

With a squeak, a metal gate opened.

The group stopped at the entrance.

What appeared before Mu Fan was a clean… all-metal silver room.

Apart from the intake vent above and the metal bars, there was no other gap.

Unlike other areas, his level seemed insufficiently high, so there wasn’t even a proper door.

“Please enter.”

Those were the first two words Agent 031 had uttered since entering this building.

Mu Fan blinked without moving, instead looking back.

“Captain Mu Fan, you can rest assured. I know you are a special forces member, so we’ve obtained authorization from the Central Military Department for this operation.”

“So please enter.”

Mu Fan stepped in.

A long metal table, with two seats on either side.

“Sit wherever you like.”

Agent 031 gestured to the opposite side, then sat down comfortably himself.

“Captain Mu Fan, I’m afraid what you’ve done is really serious… We suspect that your entry to the Capital Star harbored some malicious intent, so we need to conduct some investigations on you, there’s no need to be nervous.”

“I hope you can cooperate with me truthfully…”

“How is that girl?” Mu Fan suddenly asked, interrupting.

To add guilt is never without excuse.

“Are you referring to Miss Ji Ying?”

“I must say, that girl really has a penchant for escape; we couldn’t catch her yet, but seeing such a little songbird turn into a fledgling chicken on the run, it’s hard not to feel a little regret, like seeing something beautiful fall from the clouds to the dusty earth.”

Agent 031 spread his hands, face full of regret.

“Heh.”

Mu Fan chuckled coldly, his concerns finally at ease, he leaned comfortably back in the cold chair.

His eyes relaxed as well.

“Almost overestimated you all.”

Mu Fan’s faintly mocking voice echoed in the interrogation room.

The eyes of a few agents turned cold, no one had dared be so insolent in this base before.

Compared to those held in other areas, Mu Fan was barely a significant catch.

A few agents looked towards their leader Agent 031, seeking guidance.

However, at this moment, a smile also appeared on Agent 031’s face, he rested his hands on his chin, looking at Mu Fan: “Looks like your chest injury isn’t too severe.”

Mu Fan blinked, pursed his lips, “What, want to try again? Go ahead.”

He stretched his neck, the crackling of bones sounding extraordinarily clear in the quiet room.

Agent 031 pinched a strand of hair from his forehead to his eyes, inspected it closely, and gently blew it: “You haven’t grasped the current situation yet.”

Then, his eyes lifted coldly.

Suddenly, the entire room’s atmosphere turned cold.

Two pairs of indifferent eyes stared at each other.

Beep… Beep…

At the corner of the metal table, an old-fashioned desktop communicator suddenly vibrated.

Agent 031 glanced towards the communicator’s display, extending his right hand as an agent got up to hand the receiver to Agent 031.

“How’s it going?”

“Hey there, Tina, I’ve got the person back, full of themselves, not difficult at all.” Agent 031 didn’t bother to keep his voice down, completely disregarding Mu Fan, laughing as he spoke, “So, you got any news, did you catch the person?”

Yet from the communicator came only the faint sound of breathing, before the cold reply came: “Twelve Underground Moles dead.”

“Eighteen is dead… Ten minutes ago, while targeting that girl, two very strong people suddenly appeared, and Agent 18 was instantly killed.”

“I barely escaped thanks to remote light computer control from the armored vehicle nearby.”

Tina’s voice remained cold throughout, stating one cold fact.

“…Dead!?”

Agent 031’s eyes widened instantly, his fingers like knives, penetrated the steel tabletop instantly, and his gaze, cold and relentless, shot back at Mu Fan. Seeing the faint smile on Mu Fan’s face, a huge fury surged in his heart.

“Wait for me five minutes, then I’ll come find you.”

With a bang, the call disconnected.

Agent 031 withdrew his right hand from the table, and then…

Looked expressionlessly at Mu Fan.