Chapter 450: First Round, Gun King!
The opponents now had three shooters, all aiming at the dining table, and were on the verge of firing. Li Yan still needed to draw his gun and aim, which required either a little more ti than theirs or being much faster to shoot them first.
In fact, it wasn’t just Li Yan and those masked gunn preparing to shoot at that mont. The bodyguards hiding under the table were also dividing tasks—so were flipping tables, so were guarding Julian, and so were drawing their guns!
How much ti does it take to draw a gun?
How much ti does it take to aim?
How much ti does it take to pull the trigger?
Everyone has their own situation, and even Li Yan hadn’t calculated this ti because, for him, these three actions could almost blend into one motion, done instinctively!
Although every man might like playing with guns, Li Yan wasn’t a natural talent; he wasn’t born knowing how to handle guns. He reached this level because he once had the experience of practicing the "draw gun—aim" movent ten thousand tis a day!
Ten thousand tis! The hardest part isn’t the hours of hard training, not the soreness, numbness, and weakness of the arms, not the demands on body coordination and eye-hand coordination. The hardest part is the repetition!
The tedious repetition is a tornt to one’s will, especially the simpler the repetition, the more tedious it is, and the longer it lasts, the more likely it is to drive soone crazy. So, being punished to copy sothing five hundred tis or spending hours in the sa place leveling up by killing the sa monster is extrely torturous. Therefore, the Buddhist ditation thod of the Pure Land Sect is not actually for blessings; rather, it is to cultivate the mind through countless repetitions of chanting.
That period of training for Li Yan, though it seed on the surface to be an exercise in "drawing gun—aiming," resulted in great rewards, including improvent in physical fitness, body coordination, eye-hand coordination, steadiness in arm movents, enhanced arm strength, and sharpening of willpower...
This kind of almost masochistic training is not sothing everyone can accept or endure. Many more people believe it is not a scientific thod of training. Soone once said that in a real gunfight, being a fraction of a second faster doesn’t actually matter, because even if you kill the opponent, you will be imdiately killed by them. But that’s assuming it’s a duel with two people shooting at each other; such things rarely happen in reality, especially with assassins. They wouldn’t have such a rigid duel, so being a little faster is faster. The "speed, stability, accuracy" of drawing and shooting is the secret technique to subdue the enemy.
...
"Bang—!"
"Bang—!"
"Bang—!"
"Bang—!"
...
The successive gunshots almost occurred simultaneously, pushing the screams inside the restaurant to a peak. All the guests and waiters scrambled to duck under the tables.
Li Yan succeeded!
The speed at which he drew his gun almost kept pace with his consciousness, completely surpassing normal nerve reflex. Although the shots and flying tables seed simultaneous, there was actually a difference. His style of drawing, aiming, and shooting allowed him to seize the mont just before those three opened fire, getting a lead with a margin of a fraction of a second, and he shot each of them in the head!
Even though they were shot in the head, so still managed to pull the trigger, but their bullets missed the target. anwhile, the table had already flown up, knocking one of the gunn down, with guards teaming up to shoot at the other two already wounded gunn!
Li Yan didn’t stop with those three. After shooting those three gunn at close range, he quickly picked off another two gunn maintaining order and watching over the guests and waiters elsewhere.
Li Jie had never encountered such a gunfight scene before, and her training instinctively caused her to slide under the dining table the mont shots were fired. Once the gunfire stopped, she imdiately peeked out to observe the surrounding situation.
Due to the dimd lighting and the ensuing chaos, their dining table was positioned toward the window, essentially looking from a brighter direction to a darker one, making it difficult for Li Jie to see everything clearly. However, she distinctly felt that the gunfire seed to happen right beside her, rather than from a further distance or after being muffled.
It made her peek at Li Yan and directly asked in surprise, "Did you shoot?"
At this mont, Li Yan had already smoothly completed the action of reholstering his gun.
Draw the gun—aim at the target—fire!
Shift aim at the target—fire!
Shift aim at the target—fire!
Shift aim at the target—fire!
Shift aim at the target—fire!
—Holster the gun!
Breaking it down, there were at least twelve actions, but Li Yan completed them in an instant, within one to two seconds! The result was flawless, annihilating five enemies, earning him the title of Gun King!
In fact, setting aside aiming ti, only a master like him with a modified submachine pistol could fire five bullets in less than two seconds! A typical revolver has a firing rate of no more than 6-7 bullets every 15-20 seconds; an automatic magazine-loading pistol has a combat firing rate of 24-40 seconds per minute. But a rapid-firing, high-powered submachine pistol can achieve a combat firing rate of over 110 rounds per minute, and his recent firing speed almost reached levels of over 150 rounds per minute!
Hearing her words, at this mont, Li Yan, who had just buried his head on the table, shielding it with his hands, asked with feigned surprise, "Did I? How could I have fired a gun? Where would I get a gun?"
Li Jie looked at him suspiciously. She trusted her instincts and clearly felt that Li Yan should have fired, and the gunshots ca from in front of him. But the rapid succession of gunshots made her uncertain. Because even if a single person was firing randomly, it couldn’t have been so fast—only multiple people firing at once could achieve that effect.
But... she always felt Li Yan’s background was mysterious, eting her so coincidentally every ti. Was he really just here for a al this ti? Could he not possibly have a gun?
"Hurry up!" Li Yan looked into her eyes and reminded her.
"What?"
"Go help your dad and them save people, see if anyone’s been shot, help them get out of here, the opportunity has co, what are you waiting for?" Li Yan said with irritation.
Li Jie finally realized, yes, no matter what kind of person Li Yan was, at least he was a friend, not a bad guy, one of their own, and she should focus on the present!
Because of a round of gunfire, most people were screaming and terrified, unlike the two of them who remained calm. And as they looked over, the two bodyguards, holding guns in their right hands and supporting their right hands with their left, staring vigilantly, found that those who ca for the assassination had all fallen, and they were a bit shocked! Although it seed like they hit the mark... it was only the three nearby, how did the other two over there fall?
But now was not the ti to hesitate, they had to withdraw imdiately. Another bodyguard had already helped up Julian, and soone else had co out of the restroom, with one bodyguard leading the way with a gun, moving forward.
"Yeah, I’ll follow to cover, see if there’s any way I can help. You...wait here for the police, be careful!"
Li Jie initially wanted Li Yan to leave with them, but considering there might still be accomplices of the assassins outside, taking him along could harm him. It was better to let him wait here, at least there were dozens of people inside, and even if there were assassins still around, with his skills, he should be fine.
"I’m fine; you need to be careful. These bodyguards are now like startled birds; they don’t speak the language and don’t recognize you. If you follow behind, be careful not to be mistaken for an assassin!" Li Yan warned her seriously.
Li Jie nodded; she ca to help and hadn’t realized it was this severe, but now she readjusted her mindset.
Under the bodyguards’ cover, Julian and his group left, but didn’t go through the front door anymore. After going downstairs, they left through the back door on the first floor. Li Jie gave Li Yan a long, aningful look, then quickly and lightly followed them out.
The gunfight made everyone hide under the dining tables, each praying not to be hit by a bullet. The storm ca and went quickly; soon everyone realized it seed quiet now, and it appeared that so had died and so had fled. Bold ones took a glance, seeing those masked people had all fallen and there were no traces of a gunfight anymore, quickly pulling their closest ones to leave.
For a mont, tables and chairs fell over, dishes clattered, everyone in panic, everyone afraid, each wanting to escape first. Although they didn’t know what the situation was outside, the oppressive atmosphere here was stifling, prompting an escape just to get away.
Li Yan also fled, but he portrayed himself as a seemingly "bold" guest, actually running over, squatting down, and pulling off the hats of those gunn, shouting, "Dead! This one’s really dead!" as if verifying whether they were really dead or just pretending.
Of course, Li Yan wasn’t being kind-hearted or idle. He simply wanted to confirm the identities of these assassins to see if they were agents from Si Country, and used a special micro-cara to capture images of their deaths, which he needed to cash in on. Photos, videos, are proof that it was you, not anyone else, who killed them.
After "verifying" everyone, Li Yan followed the crowd and ran out too. He had delayed a bit, but dozens of people were crowded in the stairway ahead, slowing the pace, so he didn’t fall too far behind.
Outside, the bright light and fresh air instantly dispelled the dark cloud of fear that hung over everyone’s hearts. Everyone started bursting out, so to vent fear, so to release shadows, so to spread explosive news, yelling as they ran.
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