Walking into the living room, Yue Heng was greeted by a portrait of Guan Sheng.
The portrait of Guan Sheng took up an entire wall. The colors were intense, and the words "Valiant Martyr" were written on it in black. It was very eye-catching.
Many countries in Southeast Asia had the custom of worshipping Guan Sheng.
To the left and right of the portrait of Guan Sheng was a portrait of a tiger going up the mountain and a tiger going down the mountain.
Below the three portraits, there was a man with a strong physique sitting there.
The man was in his thirties or forties. His skin was dark and rough, and he looked like a typical Southeast Asian native. His eyes were more white than black, and he was playing with a red sandalwood bead necklace in his hand.
The bare-armed tattooed man stepped forward and said a few words to him respectfully.
The man waved his hand and gestured for the tattooed man to step aside. Then, he asked, "Did you bring the money?"
Yue Heng nodded. He opened his suitcase and took out seven stacks of Malaysian dollars.
He had exchanged these Malaysian dollars in Hong Kong.
The tattooed man next to him took the bills and examined them carefully. Then, he nodded at the man.
The latter raised his chin and said, "Mm."
The other tattooed man picked up a plastic safe on the floor and handed it to Yue Heng.
Yue Heng took the safe and opened it.
CheyTac M200 sniper rifle, a manually operated sniper rifle produced by American company CheyTac. Its main purpose was to intercept soft targets from a distance. It used a detachable single-row magazine with a capacity of seven rounds to fire .408 CheyTac or .375 CheyTac bullets.
CheyTac company's test data showed that this weapon could fire at a distance of up to 2,286 meters (2,500 yards) with an accuracy of less than a minute. It had the longest range of any modern sniper rifle.
The professional assassin who had killed Liang Kun earlier had used CheyTac M200 as his weapon!
Yue Heng had found Manchu's "supplier" on the Dark Web and ordered the sniper rifle.
Now, he was here to pick it up.
The sniper rifle had been dismantled into many parts and filled up a large box, including the magazine and bullets.
It looked brand new.
Yue Heng checked it and was satisfied. "Nice working with you."
He picked up the suitcase and prepared to leave.
As soon as he turned around, Yue Heng was stopped by two gang members.
Yue Heng frowned and asked, "Mr. Zonravimon, what do you mean by this?"
The lean man had a playful smile on his face. "Mr. Lin, you have to pay the bill before you can leave."
Yue Heng said in a deep voice, "We agreed on a price of 100,000 Maya dollars, 30,000 in advance, and I just gave you 70,000. Is there anything else that hasn't been settled?"
“NO！”
Zonlavimon shook his head. "You're wrong. We agreed on one million Maya dollars. You paid thirty thousand in advance and another seventy thousand, so you should pay another nine hundred thousand."
"If you don't give it to me, you can't leave!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two gang members pulled out their pistols at the same time and aimed them at Yue Heng's head from both sides!
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, and the other gang members present also glared at Yue Heng.
They all looked at Yue Heng with ridicule in their eyes.
Yue Heng smiled with the two guns pointed at him. "Mr. Zonravimon, you don't keep your word."
Zonravimon laughed. "Keep my word? Can you exchange it for nine hundred thousand Maya dollars? "
Yue Heng sighed. "Isn't it good to live?"
He really didn't want to cause trouble. He just wanted to buy a gun, even if it was a little expensive.
But there were always people who didn't like to give others a way out!
Zonravimon's face darkened. "Give me …"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yue Heng opened his hands at the same time carrying the two suitcases.
The moment the suitcases left his hands, he suddenly raised his arms and grabbed the two pistols aimed at his head at lightning speed.
Crack!
The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out, and the two gang members opened their mouths and let out a shrill scream. "Ahhh!"
They didn't have a chance to pull the trigger at all. The weapons had already fallen into Yue Heng's hands.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The next second, deafening gunshots echoed fiercely in the living room.
One gang member after another was shot in the head on the spot, and blood splattered on the Guan Sheng statue and the Fierce Tiger painting. It looked exceptionally tragic.
From the moment Yue Heng grabbed the guns to the moment he opened fire, less than three seconds had passed, and all seven gang members in the room were dead.
Only Zonravimon was left.
"Go to hell!"
Zonravimon reacted quickly. He took out his weapon, a silver revolver, and pulled the trigger at Yue Heng.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
However, all the bullets from the revolver were blocked by an invisible barrier around Yue Heng's body.
The bullets that should have been fatal were firmly embedded in Yue Heng's body.
Bang!
Zonravimon, who had emptied the magazine, was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe his eyes.
He suddenly realized what kind of person Yue Heng was.
Regret immediately bit the heart of this gang leader like a venomous snake. A moment of greed pushed him into a bottomless abyss, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe.
Then, Zonravimon saw Yue Heng turn the muzzle and aim it at him!
"No!"
Zonravimon involuntarily took a step back and roared, "You can't kill me …"
Bang!
Gunshots rang out again.
Blood suddenly burst out between Zonravimon's eyebrows. He fell back with his mouth wide open and fell heavily to the ground.
He stopped breathing.
At this moment, the gang members guarding outside rushed in and were all dumbfounded when they saw the tragic situation in the living room.
They reacted quickly and raised their weapons.
However, no matter how fast they were, they were not faster than the Ruger P85 in Yue Heng's hand!
One after another, they were shot in the head.
Under Yue Heng's control, the two pistols were so accurate that it made one's hair stand on end.
After clearing the guys blocking the door, Yue Heng threw away the Ruger P85 in his hand and picked up two full magazines.
He walked out of the living room.
As soon as Yue Heng stepped out of the door, bullets rained down on him.
Yue Heng didn't dodge and fought back against the rain of bullets.
There was a rhythmic "Bang! Bang! Bang! "
For others, it was hell to face the same scene.
But for "God-of-war Equipment," such a scene was far from enough as an appetizer.
In less than half a minute, all the gang members outside were killed.
It wasn't that no one resisted, but they couldn't hit him!
It was like cheating!
Yue Heng retreated into the room and went upstairs.
After a few consecutive gunshots, Zonravimon's remaining subordinates fell into a pool of blood.
Not a single fish escaped the net!
When Yue Heng left with the box, he glanced at Zonravimon on the ground.
He left the last sentence, "Is it really not good?"
Be a good person who keeps his promises in the next life!
The second update.
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