Chapter 53 Mysterious Gift (VIII)

Italian Beretta m92fs standard pistol!

This gun has a caliber of 9mm, uses parabellum bullets, has a total length of 217mm, and a total weight of 975g. The magazine has been specially modified and has a capacity of 20+5 rounds. It is a representative product of modern automatic pistols. The steel slide and barrel, coupled with the light alloy body, greatly reduce the overall weight of the pistol. The magazine in the handle also adopts a double-row magazine design, thus increasing the number of bullets that can be loaded.

The reason why Fang Lin chose this gun was because of its high-capacity ammunition, because he had almost no problem with the accuracy of the firearm. The only certainty was that he was used to using the silver gun with unlimited bullets. Therefore, after returning to reality, it is very easy to habitually empty the bullets. Therefore, in order to avoid this situation to the greatest extent, such a high-capacity firearm was specially selected.

It is very unlikely that a woman will go on a long trip without carrying her handbag. For women, handbags are not only a multifunctional collection of wallets, cosmetic bags, mirror bags, toilet paper bags, key bags, etc., but also play a role in decoration. Combined with the strangeness in her phone call in the morning - Wan Min must have been in trouble, Fang Lin easily made this judgment.

After holding the pistol, that familiar feeling immediately returned to Fang Lin. He quickly rummaged around and found no suspicious traces. After thinking about it, he dialed Wan Min's mobile phone from the office phone.

The person who answered the phone was a man, and he said straightforwardly in a hoarse voice:

"No matter who you are, immediately notify the owner of this bar and ask him to prepare 500,000 yuan and come to the storage transfer station in the west of the city. I'm just here to get what I deserve. If anyone dares to call the police, I'll wait to give it to this bitch. Collect the corpse!"

Finally, when I hung up the phone, there was a deliberately hoarse scream! That was clearly Wan Min’s voice!

Fang Lin sneered, put the gun in his belt where it was most easily accessible, and strode out the door. It seems that the remnants of Lao Jiangyu caused the trouble again. Out of caution, he considered whether to say hello to Lao Hu on the way. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was not necessary. In the real world, there is no need to be so cautious about these little cats and fish. ?

The city's warehousing and transfer station in the west of the city was turned into a development zone a few years ago. Many projects started construction one after another. As a key approval project at that time, there was a lively scene. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. After the deputy mayor in charge of this matter was transferred to the province, the prosperity of this development zone It was like a flash in the pan that disappeared.

To be precise, that prosperity was just a bubble, or an extremely short-lived bubble.

It's just a bubble that highlights one person's political achievements.

so. This development zone was naturally abandoned, leaving behind many enclosure walls and half-built factories. Of course, there were also a few old men who basked in the sun during the day and listened to tape recorders at night--oh No, you should call the doorman.

It was already dark by this time, and Fang Lin walked out of the taxi calmly carrying an empty box he found from the bar. There is also a pair of glasses on his eyes--the full name is called Life Detector (e-type). He directly turned on the fuzzy detection function (which only shows whether the people around him are hostile, without obtaining specific information), and clearly saw a guy on the side of the road staring at the road seemingly innocently. package later. The name on the head suddenly turned from gray to red! (Green means friendly and favorable towards you, gray means unfamiliar, red means hostile)

The taxi driver didn't want to stay in this desolate place any longer. Fortunately, the customer had already paid the taxi fare. After he got out of the car, he stepped on the accelerator and drove away. Fang Lin blew his hair on his forehead. sneer. But my mind was rapidly calculating the distance traveled by the taxi.

five meters,

Ten meters.

Twenty meters.

Forty meters.

Eighty meters.

Then Fang Lin pulled out the gun. His movements were not very graceful and smooth. Even when the gun was pulled out from his waist, a large piece of his inner clothes was ripped apart by the gun, but the speed was simply incomparable. The person on the other side took out the phone and dialed a number, and turned around to look at him in the blink of an eye. The muzzle of the black silencer was pointed straight at him!

Then a 5.8mm (dbp-87) pistol bullet penetrated directly into his chest!

The first thing the man felt was panic. Then I felt a large piece of clothes on my right chest was wet, and then I had difficulty breathing. The pain was felt at the end!

Fang Lin walked quietly to the man who was convulsing in pain, picked up the phone in his convulsively trembling palm, calmly crushed the phone to pieces with a "pop", and then lowered his head with a gentle smile on his face. road:

"Boss, where are you and the kidnapped woman? If you still want to live, you'd better tell the truth, frankly, otherwise there will be too much blood and the gods will not be able to save you."

The man's face was pale, and his chest was breathing rapidly. The bullet embedded in his lungs was rapidly eroding his vitality. Of course, he said it exactly, and Fang Lin didn't want to be in Lao Hu's house. He did a great job on the ground. He killed as few people as possible. He knocked him out with the butt of the gun. Then he blocked his wound to stop the bleeding. He sneered and walked towards a spacious abandoned factory on the left. .

Fang Lin leaned his back against the wall, pointed his finger between his eyebrows, closed his eyes slightly, and a faint light blue light spread out. The mental detection skill is not classified as a prohibited combat skill, so he can use it with confidence.

There are seven people in the yard. Just because the lookout post outside suddenly lost contact, they fell into a quarrel and civil strife.

"The Crowd" Fang Lin sneered and made the following judgment. If he wanted to, he could just walk in and shoot a bloody hole out of the hearts of these guys in an instant, but Wan Min, who was imprisoned in the factory behind, might not escape death.

Therefore, he chose the logical route of saving people first and then killing them.

Six meters away from the hard plastic steel factory wall, Wan Min was tied up. Her mouth was gagged with a rag, her eyes were filled with fear, and she was very haggard. There were three men inside the factory. Two of them stood at the door and kept looking around. The other one sat in front of Wan Min and kept smoking. It could be seen that he was in a very irritable mood, and cigarette butts were thrown all over the floor in front of him. All.

With a soft "wave" sound, a hole suddenly appeared in the blue plastic steel wall of the factory! Then there was a loud "pop"! The man sitting in front of Wan Min suddenly leaned back as if his head had been hit by a baseball bat, and then a large ball of red mixed with white juice splashed out from the back of his head!

Fang Lin closed his eyes and relied on his mental detection ability to shoot through the wall of the factory outside, blowing the man's head off, and then kicked him up, smashing through the tough blue plastic steel wall like cardboard. Break, break through the wall directly and walk to Wan Min's side.

At this time, the other two people in the factory came to their senses. With a strange cry, they pulled out the watermelon knife at hand and rushed towards them. Fang Lin raised his hand and fired. The man in front immediately groaned and fell to the sky, spraying out with a loud sound. A small mouthful of blood mist. This is a typical symptom of a lung being broken into a hemopneumothorax!

When the man behind saw such a scene, his eyes showed fear, he yelled and turned around to run away. Fang Lin coldly aimed at the guy's back, but did not fire. Now that the mastermind is dead, the rest of the little shrimps and fish can't make any waves. After all, this is in the real world. If you can kill one less person, you may have less trouble.

At this time, Fang Lin untied the rope from Wan Min's body in a hurry. This woman had been in the underworld for several years, and she didn't appear to be in a panic. She just held Fang Lin's hand tightly and cried on his shoulder. He calmed down after a few calls.

"Is he the mastermind?" Fang Lin lightly kicked the unlucky guy in front of him who had his head shot.

Wan Min said bitterly: "Yes. He used to be from Lao Jiangyu, but he was kicked out later because he took jobs for himself. Now that he heard that the water was mixed, he wanted to come in again to get a piece of the pie! What could he say? Now that the boss is gone, he should have a share of the family business!”

"Then why are you willing to believe him?" Fang Lin frowned.

Wan Min said aggrievedly:

"This guy actually invited two people who don't hang out in our local area, dressed like a dog, to come directly to me and said that he planned to sell my bar for 2 million, and he also took a 300,000 deposit to inspect the goods! The price was quite impressive, so I invited the two men into the office for an interview! Who knew that as soon as I entered, they pulled out two guns and pointed them at me, and then they held me hostage and walked out. "