Chapter 875: Eerie Entrance, Feng Mu’s Danger Level_2

It was evident that Shadow Scorpion had already pushed the power output to the limit!

Yet, no matter how much Shadow Scorpion tried to invoke his strength, the fingers pinching the scorpion tail did not show even a slight wrinkle on the skin’s surface.

Absolute strength brought absolute suppression!

He couldn’t recall anyone in his team capable of such terrifying strength, able to arm-wrestle with an exoskeleton armor barehanded.

“Who… who saved me?”

His heart pounded wildly, his eyes painstakingly turning to follow the unfamiliar hand upwards.

From his fallen position on the ground, looking upwards, the first thing that caught his eye was the black, impeccably pressed uniform sleeve, meticulously covering the arm.

Further up, the same black uniform outlined an elongated and upright physique, straight shoulders exuding a sense of latent power.

Next was a sharply defined jawline, tightly shut unemotional thin lips, a nose sharp like a blade, with a hint of sternness on the tip.

And, a cold, metallic glimmering thin-rimmed spectacle frame.

Moreover, behind the glasses were eyes, calm as an ancient, unfathomable pool.

Those eyes betrayed no emotional fluctuation, no anger, no murderous intent, only a chilling coldness that made one’s heart race.

As if the struggle before Shadow Scorpion, his survival beyond the brink of death, were merely insignificant ant-like emotions.

“This face is… the mission target—Feng Mu?!!”

His mind thundered, explosively erupting with a name.

He froze entirely, unable to comprehend everything unfolding before him.

Their mission target, the one they attacked and attempted to capture… at this moment, appeared god-like at the battlefield’s center, suddenly blocking White Mask’s deadly attack, saving him barehanded?!

What the hell is going on?

Just as he recognized Feng Mu, the “silent” effect shrouding the battlefield seemed to be lifted.

The comms channel erupted like a pot boiling over, voices from his stunned teammates followed:

“He?! You’re alive?!”

“You… you were saved by Feng Mu?!”

“The mission target saved you? What’s going on, Captain are you seeing this, aren’t they in league with each other?!”

From afar, Zhang Shenyi’s mind spun like a blender on full speed, a chaotic mess.

While thrilled at He’s narrow escape from death, he trembled with shock at the fact that Feng Mu was the savior.

This completely shattered his imaginative limits.

Could it be that I was wrong all along? They are not together at all? This is not an enemy-luring trap, and Feng Mu and White Mask are indeed opposing forces?

Could White Mask, just like us, have come to ambush Feng Mu?

Were the Worries Relief Studio and White Mask supposed to be in league with each other?!!

Aaaaaaaaa—

An almost absurd possibility crashed into his mind, suffocating him to the point of nearly coughing up blood:

“It’s all that client’s nonsense… Damn it, he misled me!!!”

Countless questions and guesses surged up in Zhang Shenyi’s mind like a tide, leaving him unable to sort out his thoughts.

He could only grit his teeth hard, suppress his turbulent emotions, and continue charging toward the battlefield center, whether Feng Mu was friend or foe, whether White Mask was friend or foe.

In any case, everything was a mess.

Never mind fourfold advantage, threefold advantage, double advantage, single advantage, they were all twisted lies, the current script unfold was beyond his conjecture.

Even Xiaoyou’s backup plans did not have one applicable to the current development.

As the captain, he could only rush to the battlefield center, and then either live with his teammates or die with them…

….

Inside the bungalow, only the man from the Mechanical Department remained.

He stared with wide eyes at the computer screen, his mouth forming a round “O” shape, but unable to make a sound.

“……”

Blame me?

Can’t fight, so start blaming me?

No!

Can this be blamed on me?

Doesn’t everyone outside know that Du Changle, Li Shang, Feng Mu are all part of Wang Xinfa’s camp? Which part did I fabricate?

My judgment was clearly logical, well-founded, every word held its ground!

If someone’s to blame… then blame… uh, whom?

The man from the Mechanical Department’s mind flashed with the image of the scrapped vehicles on the highway, recalling the scene where the white human-spider “murder and abducts”, his thoughts took a sudden turn and he suddenly understood.

——Blame Member of Parliament Wang Xinfa! He didn’t manage his own men properly! Indeed, the truth!!!

Member of Parliament, do you even know that the people under you have started fighting each other behind your back, which has caused us a lot of trouble…

….

Due to Feng Mu’s unexpected manner of appearance, the entire battlefield seemed to have abruptly hit the pause button.

Whether it was the members of Worries Relief Studio or those of White Mask, everyone’s attention was instantly captivated, unanimously turning towards this sudden variable.

Iron Claw abruptly halted its pursuit, seven sharp mechanical auxiliary limbs deeply embedded into the ground, forcefully braking its charge, causing a scattering of fragments and dust, the white mask swiftly turning to the rear side.

Fire Raven hovered a foot above the ground, its vast wings slightly adjusting angles, electronic eyes continually zooming, locked firmly onto Feng Mu.

Xu Yingyan and Mountain Cat swiftly exchanged a glance, tacitly adjusting the muzzle of their guns.

The Fortress, with its abdomen severely wounded and bleeding, instinctively interposed the ion shield between itself and Feng Mu.

Feng Mu’s appearance was too sudden, too bizarre, leaving him feeling slightly insecure.

In the distance, Chen Town, who had just followed orders to crawl to point B, turned back to glance involuntarily.

He didn’t notice that just a few meters behind him in the tall grass, the grass was silently parting and closing again.

Even farther away, a group of members originally circling for support also miraculously slowed their steps, collectively gazing in Feng Mu’s direction.

And closest to him, feeling the deepest shock and most profoundly affected, was naturally Shadow Scorpion, who had made close contact with Feng Mu.

He didn’t quite see how Feng Mu appeared—the sight seemed to blur, and Feng Mu had already emerged like a ghost out of thin air in the center of his circle of illusions.

The speed was so fast that he almost thought it was just another illusion.

Yet, the terrifyingly stagnant sensation from the scorpion tail told him undeniably – this person before him couldn’t be more real.

“Wasn’t this guy supposed to be in the car? Where did he suddenly come from? How did I not notice, and just now the shadow beneath my feet … did it move?”

Shadow Scorpion stared intently at the calmly faced Feng Mu, a trace of inexplicable panic seeping quietly within.

At the same time, he frantically activated the exoskeleton, attempting to exert greater force. Yet, that hand held steady, while in his ears, the sharp alarm of power overload echoed ceaselessly.

Continuing the confrontation, his own scorpion tail might just snap from this counterforce.

Only at this moment did Shadow Scorpion vaguely understand why the captain repeatedly emphasized the “mission target is highly complex,” even allowing them to assess the danger level on their own.

“Not to mention his bizarre entrance, just the strength this hand exudes… is extraordinarily off.”

Shadow Scorpion gulped silently, an absurd notion surfaced:

“His figure isn’t particularly muscular, nor does it show any sign of muscle engagement… Could it be that this guy is wearing an exoskeleton too? And it’s a smaller, more advanced set directly internalized … endoskeleton armor?”

Involuntarily speculating, he found Feng Mu’s seemingly slight frame (compared to exoskeletal armor), subtly overlapping with the captain’s exceptionally small stature.

He knew better than anyone what terrifying power lay within the captain’s small body.

And the pressure Feng Mu exerted at that moment was surprisingly similar.

“What a joke… I must be overthinking it, however dangerous Feng Mu might be, he couldn’t possibly be on par with the captain.”

Shadow Scorpion forcefully pushed aside the absurd idea, admitting that Feng Mu indeed startled him but defiantly refused to believe he was truly afraid.

At most, he was merely caught off guard, surprised by the opponent as they seized the upper hand first.

He, Shadow Scorpion, could never truly falter before battle.

Even if retreating, it should be termed a strategic withdrawal.

Then, he heard a voice transmitted through his earpiece…