Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1655 - 1549: Sudden Incident

Song Yun didn’t drink with these people like he did with Li Baoshi and Shen Yan, knocking back drinks in one go. Instead, when these people toasted, Song Yun would usually just take a sip. Basically, everyone at this table did the same, because the people here could be considered the most honorable in the entire hall.

Once the toasting started, it wasn’t easy to handle. With hundreds of people in the hall, if each person took a minute to toast, it would take several hundred minutes. So, everyone finally decided that as long as someone toasted, one full drink for you, one sip for us all, as a gesture of goodwill.

This way, it indeed sped things up a lot.

"Aren’t you tired of dealing with these performers all day?" Song Yun asked Shen Yan as another group of guests left after toasting.

"Not really, I’m used to it," Shen Yan replied with a smile. "Those people are my money-makers. Watching them naturally makes me happy. Just like you, when you see your followers, are you tired?"

"Not at all!" Song Yun shook his head.

"Exactly, we’re not in the same line of work, so you might find it boring and tiring. But I quite enjoy it. Those who aren’t stars in my company might just be under my banner someday. Being friendly now won’t cost me anything, right?"

"That’s true!" Song Yun said, standing up, "I’m going to the restroom."

"I’ll go with you," Shen Yan stood up and said.

The two stood up together, exchanged a glance, and felt a sudden rush of camaraderie.

Song Yun and Shen Yan walked to the hall’s entrance together. Just as they were about to step out, they saw a group of people.

Specifically, it was a dozen or so people.

These people were wearing masks with two eye holes and a mouth like Tu Fei, and they were holding guns in their hands. Leading them was a man accompanied by a Shen Zhou male.

"Is this... cosplay? Or some kind of event? Are they planning to play CS?" Song Yun asked Shen Yan curiously.

"I haven’t heard of any plans like that. Look at how menacing they are. Could they be here to cause trouble? But if they were, there’s no need to bring all those things. Could those be toy guns?"

Song Yun frowned, sensing the danger from these people and recognizing from his professional eye that those guns were definitely real.

Standing at the door were not only Song Yun but also some security guards and bodyguards. Seeing the group approach, the guards were immediately on high alert. One bodyguard tried to step forward and say something, but a large man in the crowd directly shot the bodyguard in the leg.

Bam.

A bloody hole appeared in the bodyguard’s leg, and he fell to the ground before he could even scream. The gunshot also prompted those bodyguards with gun permits to reach for their weapons quickly.

"If you want to die, try pulling out your guns!"

The Shen Zhou man, holding a DV machine, calmly addressed the surrounding guards and bodyguards as those masked men raised their guns toward them.

Everyone froze, Song Yun and Shen Yan included.

As soon as the first shot was fired, both of them knew things were going south and wanted to slip away. But they didn’t have time to make a move before the gaping gun barrels were pointed at them.

Though Song Yun was skilled in martial arts and could withstand a bullet, it was only from a handgun. Song Yun didn’t have the confidence to withstand automatic gunfire. With more than ten guns, even if he could withstand one, what about two, three, four? Inevitably, he’d end up riddled with bullets.

So, with tacit understanding, Song Yun and Shen Yan both raised their hands.

Mude glanced at the two, nodded with a smile, and said, "You’re sensible! Tie them up."

Before long, the guards and bodyguards at the entrance were all tied up, and then Song Yun and Shen Yan were shoved into the hall at gunpoint.

Since music was playing in the hall, the gunshot outside didn’t draw much attention. Only when people saw the group entering with guns did many freeze in shock.

Of course, some thought it was a joke or prank and were about to say something when an Arab-looking man shot someone who was about to speak in the leg.

Bam.

The gun fired.

The entire scene seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

Then screams erupted.

Both men’s and women’s screams filled the room.

However, some, like the people at Li Baoshi’s table, remained calm. Having seen much of the world, they knew that panicking would only make things worse.

Li Baoshi immediately sent a message to his family informing them of the situation. Many did the same, but Mude didn’t stop them. Instead, he said, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen."

After he spoke, Mude looked around, seeing the screams continue and some people even starting to flee.

Mude glanced at the man lying on the ground, crying and shouting after being shot, then decisively aimed at the man’s head and fired again.

Bam.

The Desert Eagle’s thunderous gunshot caused a stir among the people around.

The scene froze once more.

"If you want to follow this man’s fate, go ahead and keep screaming," Mude said with a smile.

Gulp.

The gulping sounds were audible as many people trembled, sitting still in fear, their faces full of panic. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

In general, everyone was stunned.

By comparison, Shen Yan and Song Yun, under gunpoint, appeared much calmer.

The two exchanged a glance, but their silent communication led nowhere, so they could only stand obediently.

At that moment, if Song Yun wanted to run, it wouldn’t be too difficult. His skills were evident. Although these people had guns, as long as he didn’t confront them head-on, they wouldn’t easily hit him. But could Song Yun abandon them?

Obviously not. Besides, Chen Mengjie was there, and he couldn’t leave. Not to mention Shen Yan and the others, they were his good friends. If he ran and someone accidentally shot Shen Yan in the chaos, wouldn’t Song Yun be betraying his brother? Shen Yan, knowing this in the afterlife, wouldn’t forgive him.

"Everyone, listen up. Now follow my instructions, and all you men take off your clothes," Mude said.

Upon hearing this, Song Yun was stunned, wondering if the man was here for some illicit reason.

Many people had the same thought as Song Yun, but under the dark muzzles, they all quickly took off their clothes, including Li Baoshi’s group.

It was no joke; no matter how high one’s status, a bullet could still kill them. Those wise enough to recognize this knew the meaning of "the wise adapt to circumstances."