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Three black figures, resembling Iron Towers, stood behind the man with the missing earlobe. Even behind the sunglasses, their cold gazes sliced through the crowd like a knife.
They seemed to pay little attention to anyone except for Lucas, the imposing African-American man, lingering a bit longer on him. It was clear they were unconcerned about their numerical disadvantage.
Yang Xiaoyou raised an eyebrow in surprise as he glanced at their thick palms, which were calloused from years of hard work.
From their physical appearance, various parameters appeared in his mind like data on a computer screen.
In terms of sheer strength, they were at the level of seasoned special forces, not comparable to Lucas. Even when compared to the formal members of Elite, there was a significant gap.
However, judging by the deformation of their hands and the calluses, it was evident that their specialization lay in shooting—specifically, pure handgun shooting.
Initially, Yang Xiaoyou had identified two primary accumulation methods: Arms and drugs. The foundation required for drugs in the ordinary market was much greater than that for Arms.
Yet due to his internal resistance, he had only chosen Arms.
In organizations like the Mafia, a large portion of their income was tied to drugs.
In contrast to the Arms world, where most powers were concentrated in urban areas and adept at exploiting loopholes between darkness and light, these were entirely different realms.
Perhaps this was why they felt confident intervening in this conflict. Confrontations in urban settings were indeed their specialty.
Moreover, if it devolved into a passive gunfight, their strength would be somewhat compensated by their honed shooting skills.
After all, having dedicated all their time to handgun shooting meant they had saved time on battlefield firearms training and practice. In terms of professionalism, they could indeed be considered formidable forces in such an environment.
The bulge at their waists indicated that Team Leader Zhang had managed to secure specialized firearms for them within the territory. In a direct confrontation, they could rely on absolute strength to dominate; however, if it turned into a cold-blooded ambush with guns drawn and then fleeing afterward, it could become quite troublesome.
"They're professional Gunmen, probably at A-class standard. They seem to specialize solely in handguns; letting them go could pose some trouble," Fein remarked. As someone specialized in reconnaissance and assassination at Momentum Level, he was young but already quite skilled.
Just as Yang Xiaoyou reached his conclusion, Fein immediately shared his judgment.
Fein did not possess Cognitive Acceleration thinking patterns but was able to draw these conclusions quickly due to his professional qualities.
Upon hearing this indifferent remark, Team Leader Zhang and the three Iron Tower-like figures behind him couldn't help but show a hint of surprise on their faces.
Being able to see through their imposing appearances and discern the Specialty, one could draw conclusions by carefully observing the Palm. However, without a moment's hesitation, a determination was made at first glance.
This was not something that could be accomplished by mere coincidence!
Thinking of this, the three Iron Tower men drew their guns without hesitation, holding them with the barrels angled toward the ground. A look of Vigilance appeared on their faces. For professionals like them, Gunmen, facing potential danger meant that only by gripping their weapons could they feel a sense of security.
Fortunately, this was a security personnel's exclusive dormitory area, and aside from those present, there were no other witnesses. Otherwise, given the strict regulations of the Chinese Empire regarding firearms, it would certainly cause quite a stir.
It was calculated that Liu Lianyue was also a member of the Radicals and would not make choices that could implicate the organization. Thus, they opted to take the initiative without caring about the risks of exposing their weapons. Although it seemed quite reckless, it was indeed practical.
"Hmph! I didn't expect you to have some skills. But you know what the situation is now; the leader and Liu Team Leader will come with me for a proper discussion. The rest of you have nothing to worry about." Since the situation had reached a critical point, Zhang Team Leader, who lacked earlobes, completely tore off his mask, revealing a sinister expression.
In a scenario where a top Gunman had already drawn his weapon, despite being outnumbered, as long as he focused on taking down the first target with his gun, he could turn the tables and gain an Advantage!
With a silencer-equipped pistol in hand, he had no qualms about making an example if necessary.
He had full confidence in his shooting skills against the three behind him. Unlike Liu Lianyue, he was not afraid of causing trouble for his faction; as long as he could resolve the immediate issue, he wouldn't be punished by those above him!
Once he lost support from Hive Security Company, if he didn't want to face unpredictable consequences from an all-out offensive, he would have to rely on himself—the prepared key player—to achieve his goals. For this reason, the main forces from Italy had already entered the country and could assist in counterattacks whenever negotiations were settled.
Moreover, having combat power present served as leverage and deterrence in negotiations!
Now that people had arrived, if negotiations failed, he couldn't leave empty-handed. The headquarters would also be a good option. Although Heart had never considered leaving the Radicals, he didn’t mind using such coercive tactics to force compliance.
As long as he achieved his objectives, he didn't care about the means!
However, just as Zhang Group was immersed in his optimistic expectations, an indifferent voice pulled him back to reality.
"Well, drawing guns at Yuying Middle School might be related to those who attacked last time. Let's fulfill our contract; leave them here for the police—alive."
Then he saw another young man on the opposite side with a pleasant appearance casually waving his hand behind him.
Upon hearing this voice, the three Gunmen felt an intense Sense of Crisis suddenly arise within them.
As if driven by instinct upon hearing that voice, they raised their hands. Drawing from countless practices and real-life experiences, they aimed to swiftly pull their triggers and shoot down any approaching threats or those attempting to draw their weapons!
There were only three of them on their side, and they had to rely on their skilled techniques and the synergy of their teamwork to ensure their invincibility.
The Zhang Group in front had never expected that, despite being armed, their opponents would strike first. However, a cold smile crept onto his face. Did they really think he wouldn’t dare to shoot? How naive!
At the same time, he assumed a defensive stance, using his agility to create a second line of defense.
But just as he took his position, a flash of cold light grazed his face, causing a sudden chill on his cheek, followed by a warm and burning sensation.
He heard three muffled groans behind him.
Three gunmen had each been pinned with a small blade on their wrists. The thin blades had penetrated deeply into their skin, but due to the narrowness of the wounds and the way the blades lodged in, there was surprisingly little blood.
All three guns fell to the ground.
Then, amidst a chorus of disgruntled complaints, a towering figure charged forward with an aura reminiscent of a wild beast, accompanied by the three men.
“Seriously, I’m the captain this time!”
Various gatherings and New Year greetings had made the holiday more exhausting than usual... wiping away tears.
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