Big Head was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why Xu Yun suddenly became serious. This expression made him feel a little "soul-stirring." This tone also made him feel a little uneasy.
As an old fox, his sixth sense was quite strong. Almost at the first moment when Xu Yun turned hostile, Big Head realized that he had fallen into a trap!
This damned infantryman wasn't here to buy a car from him at all. All of this was a huge fist. What the other party wanted was for him to bring in a batch of goods. Then, after this batch of goods was in his hands, he would be caught off guard!
In that case, that bastard with the triangular eyes was also one of the other party's people? It was that bastard who brought him into such a trap!
"Damn!" Big Head scolded, "Are you a f * cking policeman!?"
Xu Yun shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "I'm afraid you guessed wrong."
"Brothers! Do it! " Big Head ordered. Everyone present, including those who carried weapons, took out their weapons. Knives and sticks were nothing. The most dangerous thing was that some of Big Head's men at the scene had guns!
Including Big Head, Big Head quickly took out a pistol from his waist. However, the moment he took out the pistol, it was snatched away by Xu Yun. Before Big Head's men with guns were ready, Xu Yun pointed the pistol at Big Head's huge head.
The infantryman was also very clever and hid in the car. Xu Yun used the car as his back cover and carefully dealt with the men with guns in their hands.
These people were all holding inland type 92 guns. This type of gun should be the easiest to get. However, the gun that Xu Yun snatched from Big Head's hand was different. It was a Swedish-made P226 pistol.
Facing the pistols in the hands of the men, Xu Yun didn't have much worry in his heart because they were fifteen to sixteen meters away from him.
Because of Big Head's respect for him, he told his subordinates to stay far away so that they wouldn't disturb their conversation.
After all, Xu Yun had played with guns since he was a child, so he was very clear about the shooting range of a pistol. Although the effective shooting range of a Type 92 pistol was 50 meters, it wasn't that easy to hit a target within 50 meters.
Everyone in the Dragon Brigade knew a simple truth. As long as they weren't facing a genius marksman, running in a straight line from 20 meters away would not kill them! Even if an Olympic champion played the 50-meter shooting game, in an environment where there was absolutely no interference and there was so much time to prepare, some people would still miss the target.
Therefore, even if one had undergone professional training, there were still many people who missed the target under extremely tense circumstances within the fifteen-meter distance.
Even Xu Yun and the others from the Dragon Brigade would often miss their first shot when they were faced with a knife-wielding criminal who suddenly appeared a dozen meters away. Only those who were emotionally stable could accurately hit the target.
Right now, Big Head's subordinates were so nervous that they didn't even dare to blink. At this time, the more they aimed, the harder it would be to hit the target. Moreover, how many of these guys had undergone professional training?
It was even more impossible for them to be compared to those shooting experts who were fed bullets. Xu Yun could even say without exaggeration that some of these people had never even fired a gun before!
Big Head was in Xu Yun's hands, so no one dared to shoot!
Of course, Big Head didn't dare to let them shoot, or even let them aim. Without waiting for Xu Yun to speak, Big Head had already howled, "Put down your guns! Everyone put down your guns! "
Big Head was someone who had played with guns before, so he was very clear about how unreliable a pistol was in the hands of these guys!
Indeed, there were many classics in TV and movies. For example, when catching an important criminal, they couldn't directly kill the target, only the legs or arms. Then the main character would hold a pistol and hit the target from tens of meters away.
That was all nonsense! Unless it was a large gun with a very high accuracy, only a person at the level of a Soldier King could achieve such a distance. "Hit wherever you point!"
Those who had received training knew that a pistol was used in close combat. To be able to hit the target was already a hardworking expert. Accuracy was not even worth mentioning.
Those who hadn't personally fired a gun would never understand the fear brought by the recoil and the explosion. Big Head didn't want to be hit by a bullet fired by his own people. If he died like that, it would be too unjust!
Those who had played with guns knew that the target of a pistol's chest ring was ten meters, fifteen meters, and twenty meters. Compared to the target of a rifle's chest ring of fifty meters, one hundred meters, and two hundred meters, the distance was very far.
Of course, these were all for ordinary people. If it was used on a perverted person like Xu Yun, it would be hard to say.
Xu Yun had used a pistol to shoot a target of fifty meters, and he had hit a hundred points with ten consecutive shots. Everyone was different. Big Head's subordinates were worlds apart from Xu Yun. Big Head could even guarantee that if he let these bastards shoot, nine out of ten bullets would miss. The remaining one would hit the target and hit himself.
"Boss, don't you have too little trust in your own brothers?" Xu Yun smiled slightly when he saw that the other party had put down their guns.
The foot soldier's little heart that had been hanging in his chest slowly calmed down.
At this time, Triangle Eyes and the others were completely unaware of what had happened in the factory. They were still in a bad mood, especially Da Zhuang and Xiao Shou. The more they talked, the angrier they got.
"Brother, let's talk nicely. Put down the gun first." Big Head's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. After Xu Yun took the gun away from him, he heard the sound of the gun being loaded and the safety being released. The sound almost made him wet his pants.
Xu Yun's voice was still smiling. "Boss, this gun of yours is not bad. One look and I can tell that it's a gun expert's choice."
Big Head swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Seeing that Xu Yun had no intention of moving the gun away from his head, he did not dare to make any big movements.
The distance was too close. It was only a few centimeters. Let alone a pistol, even a slingshot would be able to hit him accurately.
"Everyone says that the Beretta 92F is the best pistol. In fact, the overall performance of your gun is even better in some aspects." Xu Yun chatted with great interest. He was stalling for time so that Team Leader Tu and Xiao Liu would have enough time to scatter the four-claw nails all over the road.
Big Head was not in the mood to chat. He kept swallowing his saliva and sweating. He would probably be dehydrated in a few minutes.
"This gun was designed to compete with the American XM9 pistol program. In the end, only two pistols were selected. Apart from the Beretta 92F, only the P226 was selected. However, this gun was too expensive, and its performance was not bad. In the end, it did not beat the 92F because of the price." Xu Yun shook his head and sighed.
Big Head nodded bitterly. He did not understand what this guy was trying to do.
"However, many rich law enforcement agencies and special forces still like it." Xu Yun smiled. "The ATF and the FBI both like it. England's SAS and the US Navy's SEALs all use this stuff. Boss, are you still very rich? How much did you pay for it? At least tens of thousands, right? "
Big Head looked at Xu Yun with fear in his eyes. "What are you going to do?"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? I'm here to catch you. What do you think?" Xu Yun said, "Don't tell me I'm here to play with you?"
"Of course not," Big Head said cautiously. Big Head said cautiously, "I mean, is there any room for discussion between us? I … I think there's room for negotiation between us … We're both trying to make a living. If you let me live, I'll remember your kindness for the rest of my life. "
Xu Yun pointed at the blue ice that he had scattered on the ground. "Nine thousand grams. Boss, are you kidding me? Nine thousand grams? You want me to let you go? That's bullsh * t. "
"How much money do you want? As long as you say the word, I promise I'll give you everything, not a penny less!" Big Head said, "Really. As long as you give me a chance, I won't let you down. I promise!"
"Me? You'll give me whatever I want? " Xu Yun glared at Big Head. "Okay, twenty billion dollars. Come on, I'll give you an account. Give me the money, and I'll let you go right away."
Big Head's face turned green. This was an unreliable number. It meant that Xu Yun had no intention of negotiating with him!
"Have you thought it through? If so, give me the money, "Xu Yun said.
"I don't have that much!" Big Head said sullenly, "Can we be more realistic? I …"
"If you don't have that much, then shut up." Xu Yun interrupted Big Head.
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