Desert Eagle .40 (1246)

  Tang Ao furrowed his brow, and with a glance at the black-clad man's shoe soles, said: "You don't have to say it, I know your hideout is by the sea (he and the other black-clad men had sand on their shoes), and it's a...". Tang Ao sniffed the black suit on his body and continued: "A chemical plant that produces adhesive products, a chemical plant built by the sea."

  The man in black looked at Tang Ao with a terrified expression: "You, how did you know?"

  "You can now tell me the exact location, or not tell me, and I'll kill you right away. I think it shouldn't be hard to find a chemical plant built by the sea." Tang Ao pressed the tiger's tooth against the black-clad man's throat, only needing a slight exertion of force for the sharp cold steel blade to easily slash open his trachea.

  "In Kyoto's southeast, in Kyoto's southeast 'Inagawa Chemical Plant', don't kill... pffft!"

  The black-clad man's panicked voice came to an abrupt halt after the silencer pistol fired a bullet into his skull. Tang Ao put away the silencer pistol and said calmly, "Pack up your things, go back to their nest. We can't stay here anymore."

  Three people gathered their belongings, collected all the silenced pistols from the dead black-clad men, and then left the inn under the terrified gaze of the landlady. Tang Ao threw her a wad of cash as he was leaving, and her terrified eyes narrowed instantly.

  There were few taxis at night, Tang Ao and Kang Xiaolong stood on the side of the road for half a day, but no taxi was willing to stop. Zou Wu impatiently pushed the two aside, stood on the side of the road, and shouted "taxi" with a charming gesture.

  "Hiss!"

  A sports car that was originally speeding by suddenly made a beautiful emergency brake in front of Zou Wu, and a guy with a big bun and a full face of flesh stuck his head out of the window, staring at Zou Wu's huge chest, and said with a flirtatious tone: "Miss, where are you going? I can give you a ride."

  Tang Ao looked at the guy's gaze watching Zou Wu, a hint of annoyance flashed on his face, he stepped forward and raised his hand to punch the man in the face: "Your car, I'm taking it!"

  Tang Ao said, opening the car door and pulling out the guy who had been beaten until he was dizzy. He got into the car himself. Zou Wu shrugged at the guy to show his innocence, then got into the car with Kang Xiaolong on either side of him.

  Tang Ao drove like a madman, just like when he used to drive tanks. The sports car sped rapidly towards its destination, Kang Xiaolong and Zou Wu squeezed into the passenger seat, swaying left and right, Kang Xiaolong took advantage of the situation to frantically eat Zou Wu's tofu, while Zou Wu was pale-faced and occasionally reminded Tang Ao: "Car, there's a car... it's going to crash, turn left, turn left quickly!"

  Zou Wu herself had a good understanding of vehicle driving, after all, special vehicle driving was a compulsory training for the first squadron. However, she had to admit that Tang Ao's driving skills had surpassed the category of driving, it was simply courting death...

  "Hehe~~!"

  Tang Ao suddenly slammed on the brakes, and the sports car's body spun out of control before coming to a stop. Zou Wu closed her eyes tightly and hugged Kang Xiaolong, afraid that the car would crash into the guardrail by the side of the road.

  "We're here." Tāng ào got out of the car and said to Zōu Wǔ, who was still holding Kāng Xiǎolóng and shivering with fear, "Get out of the car. If you don't get out, Master Kang will have touched every part of your body. The latest chapter of 'Hong Huang Zu Wu Yan Chu Jiǔ Yīn Zhuàn' is not looking good."

  Zou Wu slowly opened her eyes, and after confirming that the car had stopped steadily, she couldn't help but let out a stifled breath. However, in an instant, her face changed drastically, and with a swift motion, she slapped Kang Xiaolong's face, hastily jumping out of the car and cursing: "Scoundrel, shameless, degenerate!"

  Kang Xiaolong innocently covered his face, which had been slapped by Zou Wu, and indignantly said: "Obviously it was you who hugged me, wasn't it? Your two and a half pounds almost suffocated me to death. You actually turned around and scolded me, this is unreasonable."

  "I'll go take a look, you guys cover."

  Tang Ao pulled out an SP pistol and walked towards a warehouse area by the side of the road, which was exactly 'Inagawa Chemical Plant'. This place belonged to the outer suburbs of Kyoto, near the coast, with few residents, and looked even more desolate in the night. The sound of waves crashing could be faintly heard.

  Tang Ao evaded the two men in black who were guarding the gate, found a secluded spot to climb over the wall, and as soon as he entered the warehouse district, all sorts of mournful cries suddenly reached Tang Ao's ears.

  In the warehouse, several men in black shirts took off their tops and flexed their muscles as they waited for a group of white-skinned Europeans hanging from the rafters. The sound of fists hitting flesh echoed through the air, while dozens of bound figures huddled in the corner, including both Europeans and Asians, with Lei Tinghan among them.

  The black-clad man with the gleaming fist stopped waving his fists and shouted at two leaders, an old and a young one, sitting on a distant sofa: "These few seem not to be mercenaries, how should we deal with them?"

  "Kill him!" The young leader shouted casually.

  "Alright."

  The black-clad man in charge gave an order, and the several black-clad men beside him lowered the suspended European, then carried them out of the warehouse. A burst of silenced gunfire rang out, and the few Europeans who were confirmed not to be mercenaries were thoroughly eliminated, thrown into the sea.

  The old man sat on the sofa with young people, frowning and asked the young leader: "Guo Shi Jun, why keep the mercenaries and not kill them, but instead kill these innocent people?"

  The young leader, known as Gusiru, replied respectfully: "Father, since these people have already been caught, there is no need to send them back. As for the mercenaries, they are all money-making trees for their respective organizations. I can use their lives to extort large sums of money and equipment from their organizations. I think those mercenary organizations that are even richer than financial tycoons won't refuse..."

  "Slap!" The old man didn't wait for Husky to finish, raised his hand and slapped him in the face, interrupting his words. He coldly scolded: "You still don't understand the rules, only a coward would do such a despicable thing. Have you thought about the consequences of doing this? Even if you gain a little benefit, the consequence is offending many mercenary organizations. I want you to remember an ancient Chinese saying: 'Those who achieve great things do not bother with trivial matters.'"

  Gu Shijun nodded stiffly with a swollen cheek.

  "Answer me, did you remember?" The old man asked again.

  "Yes, father, I remember, great accomplishments are not hindered by trivial matters!"

  Gou Shi Jun lowered his head and let out a furious roar, but the sinister look in his eyes was only a flash of intense anger that quickly disappeared as he lifted his head again.

  A black-robed man with a scar on his face pulled Thunder, who had been injured in the shoulder, out of the crowd of mercenaries and said, "I heard that when you were caught, you killed two of my brothers?"

  His face suddenly turned cold and he said proudly: "It's four!"

  "How dare you!" The black-clad man with a scar on his face shouted, waving his big hand: "Hang him up for me, I'll teach him a good lesson."

  "If you have the guts, let's fight one on one!" Lei Feng stared into the eyes of the black-clad man and issued a challenge, a naked challenge, a challenge between men.

  Under the fierce gaze of a beast, the black-clad man's face turned dark, his lips moved but he didn't say a word for half a day.

  "Untie the ropes for this mercenary, others are reading: Cartoonist's Dream."

  The man in black didn't respond, but another sinister voice rang out at the right time. The speaker was Gou Shi Jun, whose face was swollen on one side.

  "Big brother......" The black-clothed man with a pale face stared disbelievingly, wanting Gu Shi Jun to retract his order.

  Gu Shijun pulled out a golden Desert Eagle from his waist and aimed it at the black-clad man, saying in a cold voice: "Accept the challenge like a brave warrior, win your honor in battle, or I'll kill you!"

  The man in black looked at the Desert Eagle in Gu Shi Jun's hand, then at Lei Feng, who was as strong as an iron tower, and finally nodded to accept the challenge. After all, Lei Feng's shoulder was already injured, so he felt that he had a chance of winning.

  "Kill!"

  A man in black had just untied the ropes on Lei Ting's body, and another big-fisted man in black was already charging towards Lei Ting, his massive fist heading straight for Lei Ting's throat!

  "Welcome."

  A loud crash, his left hand swiftly grasped the fist that Guang Ganzi's black-clothed man had punched out, and his right hand clenched into a fist heavily smashed onto his arm. This fierce punch directly smashed Guang Ganzi's black-clothed man's arm with a cracking sound, breaking it in two.

  "Ah...!"

  The man in black clothes with a pale face and bulging veins let out a miserable cry, but Lei Feng did not deliver the final blow. Instead, he reached out and pulled out the pistol from the man's waist!

  Bang!

  Lei Feng pressed the muzzle against the black-clad man's forehead and pulled the trigger, shooting at close range. The skull was blown open, splattering red and white matter everywhere.

  "Wow!" Gu Shi Jun looked at the scene of his brother's brains splattering everywhere, not only did he not feel sad, but instead excitedly let out a strange yell: "Kill this mercenary!"

  It's not easy to kill with a gun in hand, but Lei Feng made it look effortless. The five black-clad men surrounding him hadn't even drawn their guns when he raised his hand and fired five shots in quick succession. The chests and heads of the five men exploded in unison, showcasing Lei Feng's perfect accuracy and speed. This was his true strength! Every time one of the black-clad men tried to draw their gun, they would meet Lei Feng's bullet in the first second. With a gun in hand, he strode towards Gu Shi Jun, his seemingly wild and reckless shooting style exuding an infinite sense of control over the battlefield, even bordering on elegance!

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  Finally realizing he had messed up, Kou Shijun panicked and fired his Desert Eagle at Lei Ting repeatedly, but all twelve bullets were used up without hitting Lei Ting once.

  "Ah."

  Gu Shi Jun's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a black shadow darting towards his back, and when he turned around, he found that his father had been taken hostage by a man with narrow phoenix eyes.

  Tang Ao hid his figure behind the old man and coldly shouted in English: "Put down all your guns, put them where I can see them."

  Several bodyguard-like men next to him, very obediently wanting to put the gun that had just been pulled out of their waist on the ground, but Gu Shi Jun threw away the golden desert eagle in his hand and took out an SP pistol again, pointing at Tang Ao, or rather his father: "Let go of my father, otherwise I'll shoot."

  Note 1: Desert Eagle, this should not require much introduction, a super classic among handgun classics, and the gold version of the Desert Eagle is a collector's edition, said to have only over a hundred pieces worldwide. The Desert Eagle's shortcomings are its large caliber, slow firing rate, and poor practicality in combat, but in the hands of an expert, it is absolutely lethal! Below is a picture of the Desert Eagle!