Chapter 1731: Chapter 1710: Call Gun King
Everyone here is an expert, so stop pretending.
No pretending to be tough, and definitely not pretending to be cowardly.
When the gunfire erupted at several tis the normal rate, and it was such a familiar sound, several Black Demons knew exactly what was happening. At least in terms of shooting speed and timing, every expert instinctively knew what was going on.
When you could finally see with your own eyes and witness the result of the shooting, everything beca clear. Why bother pretending? There’s nothing to pretend about.
Of course, Gao Yang wasn’t planning to pretend. After scanning the area, he lowered his gun and said in a low voice, “They’re sleeping. There’s another door here leading to other rooms, more concealed, so there’s no trace at the entrance.”
Tarta craned his neck to survey the room, shot a glance at Gao Yang, and left without a word.
The five people quickly spread out. There were still rooms unsearched, even though the likelihood of encountering anyone else was low.
Yarebin went in for a look. The floor was covered with moisture-proof mats, each person had a sleeping bag, just sleeping on the ground in a filthy room, but everyone had a full set of combat equipnt beside them. Most importantly, everyone had a gun by their side, bullets chambered, safety off, ready to fire with a pull of the slide. Yet, under Gao Yang’s shooting, only two managed to grab their guns.
The enemy was clearly taking turns resting and sleeping. After taking down the eight people downstairs in one fell swoop, the eight upstairs were still dreaming.
For Gao Yang, ambushing eight unprepared enemies posed almost no danger, but the difficulty was indeed imnse, truly imnse, beyond imagination.
No matter who you are, shooting eight bottles lined up in front of you with a handgun wouldn’t be this fast. Yet, Gao Yang had to shoot eight people and ensure it was lethal, without giving the enemy ti to pull the slide and start shooting back.
Yarebin nodded to Gao Yang, giving him a thumbs up, and said with admiration, “Very strong!”
After this complint, Yarebin turned away, waiting for Gao Yang to bring his pistol outside. The remaining rooms had already been thoroughly searched, and two Black Demons erged.
Yarebin, with a stern face, said, “Your recon indicated only about ten people here, but there were eight more.”
A Black Demon seriously replied, “We couldn’t conduct an on-site recon. From inquiries around the surrounding crowd, we learned that a few people left yesterday and never returned. We didn’t make a mistake; we had already considered the possibility of those who left returning in the dead of night, but we didn’t anticipate them being in that room.”
Yarebin pondered for a mont before nodding, “A minor surprise, not a negligence or mistake. We’re just pressed for ti. Alright, let’s keep pushing ahead.”
After speaking, Yarebin turned and headed downstairs. Gao Yang wiped his mouth with his gun hand and was about to follow when the old man who had been talking to Yarebin suddenly said, “Lebyazhef.”
Lebyazhef extended his hand to Gao Yang. Gao Yang was montarily stunned, then holstered his pistol and shook Lebyazhef’s hand, saying in a low voice, “Gao Yang, you can call Ram.”
Lebyazhef nodded seriously, shook Gao Yang’s hand once, released it, and then turned to walk downstairs.
Then, another person standing by extended his hand and, with a serious face, said, “Vasily, Vasily Chabayev, Black Demon.”
Gao Yang shook hands with the youngest-looking Black Demon, and in a deep voice said, “Gao Yang, Satan, leader of Satan’s group.”
Vasily smiled, nodded, and walked downstairs after releasing his hand.
Another Black Demon who completed the search erged. The old man who liked to poke people with pencils ca over, with a sorrowful face, sighed, and said, “Glewatov, now I’m a farr.”
As he shook hands with Glewatov, Gao Yang smiled and said, “Gao Yang, I’ve always been a rcenary.”
Glewatov nodded, handed the gun back to the eye-rolling Tarta standing by, patted Tarta on the shoulder, and walked silently downstairs.
The well-dressed and stylish old man approached Gao Yang, smiling, patted Gao Yang’s shoulder, and shook his hand vigorously, laughing as he said, “Young man, not bad. I’m Rostotsky, pleased to et you again.”
After releasing his hand, he patted Gao Yang’s shoulder once more, glanced at Tarta, laughed heartily, and quickly walked downstairs.
Tarta, who always slled of alcohol and lent his gun to Gao Yang, looked Gao Yang up and down, suddenly reached into his pocket and threw sothing to Gao Yang.
Gao Yang hurriedly caught it and found it was a fully loaded magazine.
“Tarta.”
After reporting his na coldly and indifferently, Tarta didn’t shake hands with Gao Yang like the others. Instead, he turned and walked away, but after descending two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to Gao Yang, saying, “For a young man, your gunmanship is good.”
After that, Tarta continued walking. Gao Yang froze for a mont, then quickly replaced the magazine, hurried two steps to catch up with Tarta, and said in a low voice, “I’m Gao Yang…”
“I already knew. You repeated it several tis just now. I don’t like pointless talk, nor do I like people who talk pointlessly.”
Gao Yang imdiately said, “No, I’m not introducing myself. I have a question for you.”
“Then ask.”
“I know soone nad Hamr from your Black Demons. He’s now in Germany. I noticed you always like to clear paths with a hamr. I’m really curious if you have a fondness for hamrs as well. Are you and Mr. Hamr well-acquainted because you have the sa hobby?”
Tarta stopped, raised his right hand with the hamr, and solemnly said, “I use a hamr because the hamrhead is efficient, convenient, and easy to obtain, but it doesn’t an I like hamrs.”
After speaking, Tarta drew the pistol from his waist with his left hand and seriously said, “Guns are what I’m best at and what I love most. The hamr is my tool; the gun is my passion, my everything. Got it?”
Gao Yang nodded, “Got it!”
Tarta nodded, holstered his gun back at his waist, stashed the hamr into his sleeve, then shouted, “The reason Hamr is called Hamr is that he likes hamrs. As for , those who know well usually call the Gun King.”
After saying this, Tarta gave Gao Yang a nod, glared, raised an eyebrow, and shouted, “Got it?”
Gao Yang nodded, “Got it.”
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