Chapter 404 This Gun Has only One Bullet, so Keep It for Yourself

At the same time.

In an old private factory in the suburbs of New York.

K is carefully wiping a Desert Eagle. His hands, which used to only type on the keyboard, are now skillfully removing the lubricant from the gun.

Although the Desert Eagle pistol is not practical overall due to its large recoil.

Just like strong liquor and wild horses, although it is difficult to control, it can arouse people's interest. It is a very popular weapon in the civilian market in the United States.

The reason why K likes the Desert Eagle is purely because of its terrifying destructive power. Even if facing a rebound vest, it can be directly penetrated with a high probability.

All along, although K is a person who plans and plans, he rarely has the opportunity to take the gun himself.

So, if he has to take the gun himself, K's choice... is always the most direct and unreserved, holding the idea of ​​not leaving any chance for the opponent as long as he shoots.

Therefore, the weapon he is good at and likes most is also this powerful type.

Just like in addition to the Desert Eagle in his hand, K also has a heavy sniper rifle next to him, the model is exactly the same as the one used by the priest before.

Just as K was carefully wiping the gun oil.

In order to avoid being tracked, J, who had shaved his hair into a flat top, took out an advanced fully automatic rifle from a wooden box full of guns next to him, and put his shoulder against the factory gate to simulate aiming.

After confirming that there was no problem, he could fire a volley of bullets by just pressing the trigger.

J put down the fully automatic rifle in his hand, and opened another wooden box next to it, revealing several brand-new shoulder-fired individual rocket launchers inside.

As if he remembered something, he turned his head to look at K who was quietly wiping the gun oil, and said dully.

"Brother K."

"Is it necessary to use such heavy weapons?"

"I'm worried... If all these individual rocket launchers are taken out, even if the leading dog is solved, it will be officially recognized as a terrorist organization by the United States."

"By then, I'm afraid that the group of dogs that have just been tracked will be greeted by a group of soldiers."

Hearing this.

K stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at J not far away, and frowned.

"J."

"You should not consider whether we will be regarded as a terrorist organization now, but how to deal with the dog in charge."

"You have never thought of keeping a low profile in these years. There are many clues left in various places in New York. Even if you try your best to hide, you should also plug all the loopholes you know."

"Based on my understanding of Su Ming, maybe in seven days, no, five days, he can follow the clues we have long forgotten and hold a pistol to your temple."

"But if we get rid of him, even if we are officially recognized as a terrorist organization by the United States, those useless New York police will not be able to find us, and we will have enough time to deal with it."

"So...either wait for death or do it, understand?"

The voice fell.

J couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately thought of...When K was in Longguo before, he tried to plug all the loopholes to avoid being dug out by Su Ming.

But the final result was...he had to return to the United States. Even the group of dogs has not given up the idea of ​​​​hunting, and used the influence of the Morgan Consortium to come to the United States.

After sorting this out,

J's expression immediately became serious, and he nodded vigorously.

"I understand, Brother K."

"Even the priest who taught us all kinds of guns and shooting skills fell under Su Ming's gun. Now it is indeed not too safe."

While responding seriously, J also picked up the single-soldier shoulder-mounted rocket launcher in the wooden box and carefully checked whether there were any problems with each precision device.

At this moment.

The tightly closed old factory door was pushed open, which instantly made J and K alert.

The next second.

No. 10, wearing a young JK uniform, slowly walked into the opened space, and saw the serious J and K, and waved his hand.

"Brother K, J, don't be nervous, it's me."

"I received Brother K's message not long ago, and I rushed here immediately. It shouldn't be considered late, right?"

At this point.

While closing the factory door, No. 10 looked around inside and said with some doubts.

"Hey, why are there only the two of you? Where's Q? Isn't she here to discuss the follow-up actions?"

"Didn't we just need to attract the actions of the group of dogs, and the specific action arrangements will be decided by the three of you?"

"How can we discuss it if Q is not here? Oh, I see."

"It's already two or three in the morning. Sister Q is old, so she must take good care of herself and get a beauty sleep."

He said such a long paragraph.

Seeing that neither J nor K had the idea of ​​responding, No. 10 immediately felt a little bored and did not continue to blame Q, and continued.

"By the way, Brother K."

"What do you want me to come here for?"

"Don't worry, the group of dogs haven't found any relevant clues about me yet. I feel...leaving only a ring may not be enough for them to find me."

K put down the Desert Eagle in his hand, squinted his eyes and stared at No. 10 for a few seconds, and said coldly.

"No. 10."

"Are you planning to take the initiative to attack the group of dogs before our planned action?"

Hearing this question.

Number 10 paused for a moment, and immediately wondered if Number 8 had betrayed him, but he quickly reacted, put on a harmless smile, and shook his head.

"How is that possible, Brother K."

"Since our poker organization has encountered this kind of crisis, how could I not act according to the previously discussed plan and rashly attack those dogs."

"Moreover, even Brother K can't deal with them. I definitely don't have the confidence to make the leader, Su Ming, pay with his life."

"Brother K, please don't misunderstand. Some people want to deliberately create conflicts in order to..."

Before No. 10 could finish speaking.

K interrupted his follow-up words expressionlessly and spoke in an extremely serious tone.

"This is not my inference."

"It's not what you said about some people deliberately creating conflicts. This matter... was actually told to me by the professor."

"Professor?" No. 10 was stunned for a moment, even more unbelievable, and asked with a stiff expression.

"Brother K, are you kidding me?"

"Why would the professor suddenly say such a thing? Besides, I haven't seen him for a long time."

Through No. 10’s expression and answer.

K was basically certain that what the professor said was indeed correct. No. 10 really had the idea of ​​facing Su Ming alone in order to gain recognition.

If it were his former subordinates, K would have been impatient and picked up the Desert Eagle next to him to let this uncertain factor leave the world as soon as possible.

But the No. 10 in front of him was like J, the family member he valued most.

K took a deep breath, suppressed his irritable mood, and said calmly.

"Number ten."

"The professor knows more about each of us than you think."

"I would also like to remind you that the professor decided to give up the villa he has lived in for more than ten years a few hours ago. Even I don't know where it is now."

"From this approach, we can actually see that... the professor is not as reassured about our mission as he thought."

"And you...are what worries the professor the most, because you are so strong, because you feel that you should not just be number 10, and want to become J, Q, or K."

"So the professor has judged that...since you have never had a chance to prove yourself, you will make an extremely wrong choice in this plan."

"No. 10, you know, if this mission fails, there may never be a poker organization again in the future."

Speaking of which.

K paused for a moment, then continued quite seriously.

"No. 10, I can promise you."

"As long as the leading dog can be eliminated as planned this time, I will take the initiative to explain to the professor and hand over K's position to you."

"I don't want you to risk your own safety and the future of the poker organization on something like this."

"Because I know that the Dragon Kingdom policeman named Su Ming is not as easy to deal with as you think. He may even be far beyond your imagination."

Look at K's serious expression.

Number 10 opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Silence for a few seconds.

No. 10's eyes became extremely determined, he clenched his fists slightly, and said with his white neck held high.

"Brother K."

"I have always respected you. You can become K and a big brother to the rest of us. I have no objections or ideas."

"But I think...you may have neglected my growth after being away from the United States for so many years. Now I am fully confident that the dog who will lead me..."

Before No. 10 could finish speaking.

K waved his hand, interrupting his subsequent words, bent down and picked up a small and exquisite lady's pistol, less than the size of a palm, from the side, walked slowly to No. 10 and handed it over, saying hoarsely.

"Number ten."

"Maybe I can't convince you to be strong. If you insist on trying to act alone, once the action fails, I will try my best to help you clean up the mess."

"Then I want to give you a gift."

"This gun is fine for you, but it's not practical. It can only hold one bullet at a time. It just looks exquisite."

"You know... a pistol with only one bullet will definitely not pose any threat to those dogs, so you should also know what the function of this gun is."

"You can fail if you act alone, but you must not fall into the hands of those dogs, at least not to enter the New York Police Department alive."

"But I hope you...never need to use this gun..."