Gamers Are Fierce

Li Ang returned to the car, flipped through the map book, and started the car to the center of the city.

Instead of heading directly to Hudson Road, he took a small bend, drove to a certain street, got off the car and drilled into the alley, sneaked into the backyard of an ATF-authorized second-level weapons dealer and firearms shop, wearing gloves three times Five to two opens the code lock, alarm system, and main power supply, and enters the gun shop in the dark.

In the United States, you can only drink at the age of 21, but you can buy guns at the age of 18, and you can enter the shooting range to practice gun shooting at the age of 5 under the guidance of your parents.

Sometimes after a shooting in the United States, large supermarkets will remove shooting-type video games (the reason is that video games can cause violence among teenagers), but there are also various types of firearms on the supermarket shelves, which can be bought for a few hundred dollars. Last one.

You really are there, America.

As an ordinary male high school student who guards himself and has never bought and consumed guns,

Li Ang entered the gun shop in the United States just like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden. He was surprised at the dazzling array of shelves.

"M249 semi-automatic civil type, SCAR17S, HK417 semi-automatic civil type, M1911R1, Remington 700, Barrett M82A1, helmet, scope, night vision, crossbow, bow..."

Li Ang said with emotion, "I visit Hailan House twice a year, every time I feel new."

Although the assault rifles in the gun shop are only semi-automatic for civilian use, the regulations are dead and people are alive. With a little modification (such as installing a bumper butt), they can become fully automatic. American arms dealers also like to take off. Pants fart and steal the bell.

Miss Chai's head came out of his neck, and she glanced at a supermarket-like gun shop, "So many guns, how many do you get?"

"How many?"

Li Ang waved his hand, "These guns are too dangerous to be placed in the store. Of course, they have to be emptied."

He selected a few guns that hit the ammunition and put them into the backpack, took out a large piece of plastic film, and placed it on the open space in the center of the gun shop, and asked Miss Chai to put all the shelves down and stack them on the plastic film.

Then, Li Ang took out the [automated pet terrarium] and delivered all the guns and ammunition from the gun shop into the terrarium, so that the earthworms and bees living in it could also smell the free air from the United States.

It only took Li Ang ten minutes to vacate the entire gun shop, and then he immediately returned to the car and headed to the Iceberg Club at 17 Hudson Road.

This club is located in a remote street in the downtown area of ​​Frankfurt. Although remote, the interior decoration is extremely luxurious. From late at night, there are young men and women in beautiful dresses standing in front of the main entrance, waiting in line.

Li Ang wore the look of this sloppy white old lady, let alone queuing into the nightclub, it would be good if he was not shot out.

This age of looking at faces.

Li Ang parked the car in the distance, walked into a dark alley by himself, climbed the roof on the wall, dashed on the roof of each building, and arrived at the building where the Iceberg Club was located.

"This is it."

Li Ang stood on the edge of the roof and looked down. The secret side entrance of the club was located between the two alleys. At this time, there were only two brawny men in suits with big waists standing at the door, which was quite fierce and evil.

Li Ang looked at the distance and jumped directly from the rooftop.

The bodyguard standing on the left side of the side door only heard a whistling over his head, raised his head subconsciously, and saw a pair of feet belonging to the old aunt falling from the sky, falling straight towards him.

Bang.

The bodyguard's face was used as a cushion by Li Ang, and the whole person instantly fell to the ground, a little blood sprayed from the corner of his mouth, and he fainted.

Before the other bodyguard could see clearly what was going on, Li Ang was hit in the chest with a palm of his hand. He plunged into the brick wall and collapsed weakly to the ground.

Li Ang straightened up slowly, patted the non-existent dust on his body, pulled up the bodyguard lying on the ground, took off his suit, tie, and sunglasses, put it on himself, and opened the side door to enter the club.

In the club, the music is noisy, and the men and women dance to the electronic music, shaking their heads.

Suddenly, there was a riot at the edge of the dance floor near the bar. A young Asian man was dragged away from the bar by two security guards beside his body, and he hit the floor and beat him wildly.

The surrounding people screamed and retreated to make a clearing.

"Call the police, call the police for me,"

The beaten man was pushed to the ground, with blood in his teeth, "I saw they wanted to take this drugged girl to the VIP room..."

He reached out to a woman lying on the edge of the bar, drunk-eyed and delirious, and kept calling for help from the crowd, begging them to call the Frankfurter.

"Keep your mouth clean!"

The two security guards turned over with hideous faces and punched him in the mouth, breaking his teeth alive.

The man has become unconscious and is on the verge of fainting.

One security guard dragged him out of the nightclub like a dog to death, while another security guard explained to everyone around him that the man had knocked his mind and talked nonsense, and repeatedly apologized to the frightened guests.

"What are you doing?!"

Li Ang, wearing a security uniform, walked over. He frowned and had his hands behind his back. He looked like a leading official, "Why don't you put him down?"

At this time, although he was still a white old lady, he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his style was extraordinary. The two bodyguards had not seen him at all, and he did not know his identity. He raised his fist for a while and didn't know what to do.

A security guard asked tentatively, "You are..."

"I?"

Li Ang snorted coldly and took out a firearm shop business card from his pocket, "I'm the FBI senior investigator, Judy Stelin, who is investigating a multinational criminal group called the Black Organization.

They produced a toxic drug called APTX4869 and put it in various nightclubs to observe the effects of the drug.

The one in your hand is my informant, known as Edogawa Conan, don’t you hurry up and put him down? "

The illusion function of Maoyan caused the two security guards to treat the firearms shop's business card as an FBI certificate. They looked at each other, obviously unable to believe the nonsense.

At this time, the nightclub security supervisor behind the crowd can see the situation through the monitoring screen on the tablet

Through the intercom headset, direct orders were issued, and several security personnel around came to stop the riots.

As a veteran, he would naturally not believe this nonsense. What's more, this nightclub belongs to Felix Miller, the most powerful person in the city. Who will investigate and who dare to investigate?

As for this fat woman who claims to be the FBI... Maybe it is some kind of neuropathy with a sick brain,

Let the subordinates restrain her, check her identity, if it is true, be beaten and throw it out, if it is false, there is no background...

Ha ha.

At this time the electronic music in the nightclub has stopped,

Under the command of the security supervisor, several security guards crossed the crowd and walked towards Li Ang. However, before they could approach, Li Ang directly took out a pistol and turned to aim at a security guard's head.

His boldly pulling out his gun made all the security personnel startled~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stepped back half a step, showing that he was not hostile.

A bodyguard of the highest level put his hands on his chest and said sincerely, "Ms. Search Officer, we are willing to cooperate with your work..."

Li Ang did not listen, and pulled the trigger directly.

Glock's gunshots were dull and loud, and the security guard still had a look of consternation on his face, a hole was opened in the center of his eyebrows, his eyes instantly lost his look, and his whole person fell to the ground.

It took several seconds for the men and women in the nightclub, who were still immersed in the music, to realize what was going on. The screams came one after another, and the crowd rushed towards the gate.

Li Ang didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, and said cursingly, "Mother, you dare to attack the FBI? No wonder I was just defending!"

Who attacked you? ! We obviously haven't done anything!

A group of security guards immediately stretched their hands to the waist and prepared to shoot with a gun. However, Li Ang moved faster than them. He used his right **** to penetrate the pistol trigger guard, and pulled the gun with his left hand to shoot forward.

This shooting mode is called "Bump Fire". The first bullet is fired by pulling the gun forward, and then the remaining bullets will be fired at high speed by the recoil force of the firearm, which can make semi-automatic weapons fully automatic.

Under Li Ang's precise control, the fire-fighting shot with extremely poor accuracy hit the foreheads of all the security guards in front of him accurately, and all fell to the ground.

At this moment, the two security guards behind him hurriedly let go of the Asian man who had been beaten badly. Just as he was about to take a gun and shoot, he saw Li Ang throwing the pistol off the gun and holding the gun body under his arm, like With eyes long behind his head, he fired two shots behind him.

Bang bang.

Two security guards fell to the ground, and the Asian youths who were paralyzed on the ground felt the warm pool of blood under them, and their faces with bruises and swollen noses were full of confusion.