Vol 3 Chapter 53: (Mystery Gift 8)

Italian Beretta M92FS standard pistol!
This gun has a caliber of 9mm, uses parabellum bombs, 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 the representative surname product of modern automatic pistols. The steel sleeve and barrel, plus the body made of light alloy, make the overall weight of the pistol greatly reduced. The magazine inside the handle also uses a double-row magazine design, which increases the number of bullets loaded.
Fang Lin chose this gun because he liked the high-capacity ammunition of this gun, because he has almost no problem in the accuracy of the gun. The only certainty is to use the silver with the infinite bullet. Therefore, after returning to reality, it is very easy to cause the bullets that are habitually shorted. Therefore, in order to avoid this situation to the greatest extent, such a high-capacity firearm was specifically selected.
When a woman travels far, she may not have a small family name. For women, handbags are not only multifunctional collections such as wallets, cosmetic bags, mirror bags, toilet paper bags, key cases, etc., they also play a role of decoration. Combined with the strangeness when she called in the morning-Wan Min should be an accident, Fang Lin made this judgment easily.
After holding the pistol, the familiar feeling immediately returned to Fang Lin. He rummaged around quickly, did not notice any suspicious traces, thought about it, and dialed Wan Man's cell phone with the phone in the office.
The man who answered the phone was already straight, with a husky voice:
"No matter who you are, immediately notify the person in charge of this bar and ask him to prepare half a million and come to the warehouse transfer station in the west of the city. Child corpse! "
Finally, when I hung up the phone, there was a mournful exclamation made intentionally! That clearly is Wan Min's voice!
Fang Lin sneered, stuck his gun in the most accessible place on the belt, and strode out the door. It seems to be the trouble caused by the aftermath of Lao Jiangyu. Out of prudence, he thought about whether to say hello to Lao Hu on the road, and thought about it for a while, and felt that it was not necessary. Where in the real world do these kittens and fishes need to be used so carefully? ?
The warehouse transfer station in the west of the city was established as a development zone a few years ago, and many projects have begun. As a key approval project at that time, a very hot scene emerged, but unfortunately it was not long. After the deputy mayor's transfer to the province, the prosperity in this development zone disappeared in a flash.
To be precise, that prosperity was just a bubble, or an unusually short one.
It is a glorious bubble of achievement.
Therefore, this development zone was naturally decommissioned, leaving many enclosure enclosures and half-built factories. Of course, there are also a few old men who listen to the recorder during the day and night during the day-oh no, it should be called Janitor.
At this time, it was already dark, and Fang Lin walked down the taxi holding an empty box found from the bar. He also had a pair of glasses on his eyes—the full name is called life detector (type E). He directly turned on the fuzzy detection function (that is, only the kind that shows that there is no hostility around people, without obtaining specific information). It was clear that a guy on the side of the road who seemed to be staring at the road saw nothing. After the bag, the name on the head suddenly changed from gray to red! (Green is good for you, gray is strange, and red is hostile.) Taxi drivers do n’t want to stay in this desolate place. Fortunately, this customer pays the car fare before he gets out of the car. As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, I drove away. Fang Lin blew his hair in front of his forehead and sneered, but in his mind he was quickly calculating the distance from the taxi.
Five meters, ten meters.
Twenty meters.
Forty meters.
Eighty meters.
Then Fang Lin pulled the gun, his movements were not chic and fluent, and even when the gun was pulled from the waist, the gun also tore up a large piece of the coat, but the speed was simply incomparable. The opposite side took the phone to dial out, and the person who looked back at him just felt a blink of an eye, and the muzzle of the black hole muffler pointed straight at himself!
Then a 5.8 mm (DBP-87) pistol warhead penetrated his chest directly!
This person first felt panic, then felt that the clothes on his right chest were wet, and then he had difficulty breathing, and finally felt pain!
Fang Lin walked quietly to the man in pain and convulsions, picked up the phone in his spasm and trembling palms, calmly squeezed the phone with a "snap", then lowered his head with a mild smile on his face Road:
"Where is your boss, and the woman who has been abducted? If you still want to live, it's best to be honest, frankly, otherwise the blood will be too much, and the gods will not be able to save you."
The man's face was pale, his chest was panting quickly, and the bullet embedded in his lungs was quickly eroding his vitality. Of course, he said it in fifteen and ten, Fang Lin didn't want to be in Lao Hu's. Doing too much on the ground, you can kill as little as possible. You can stun him with a gun handle, and then stop the bleeding by plugging his wound like a wind, sneer and walk to a spacious abandoned factory on the left .
Fang Lin leaned his back against the fence, fingers in the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes slightly, and a pale blue faint mask spread out. The mental power detection ability is not attributed to the prohibited combat skills, so he can use it with confidence.
There are seven people in the yard. It was just because of the outside lookout whistle that he suddenly lost contact and got into a quarrel.
Fang Lin, the "Wu Hezhi", sneered and made the following judgment. If he wanted to, he could just walk in and shoot a blood hole in the hearts of these guys at the same time, but Wan Min, who was detained in the factory building behind, could not escape.
Therefore, he chose the natural course of saving people before killing.
Sixty meters across the hard plastic steel plant wall, Wan Min was tied up, her mouth was plugged with a rag, and her eyes were full of panic. There were three men in the factory building, two of them stood at the door and looked at each other, while the other one was sitting in front of Wan Min, smoking cigarettes, and he could see that he was quite irritable, and his cigarette butts were all over the ground. Both.
A loud sound of "wave" suddenly made a hole in the blue plastic steel wall of the factory building! Then there was a loud noise! The head of the man sitting in front of Wan Min seemed to be hit by a baseball bat, leaning backwards, and then a large group of red mixed white juice splashed from the back of his head!
Fang Lin closed his eyes and relied on the mental force detection ability. He shot outside through the wall of the factory building, exploded the man's head, and then kicked him up. The tough blue plastic steel wall was broken like a cardboard. Broken, directly broke into the wall and walked to Wan Min's side.
At this time, the other two people in the workshop returned to their minds, and they blamed for pulling out the watermelon knife on their hands. Fang Lin raised his gun and rushed to the man who immediately snorted and fell to the ground. Small mouth blood mist. This is a typical symptom of the lungs being broken into blood pneumothorax!
The man who fell behind saw such a scene, his eyes showed fear, and yelling, he turned and ran, Fang Lin coldly aimed at the guy's back, but did not shoot. Now that the mastermind is dead, the rest of these small shrimps and fishes can't afford any trouble. After all, this is in the real world. Being able to kill one less person may be less troublesome.
At this time, Fang Lin unhurriedly untied the ropes on Wan Min's body. This woman has been in the underworld for several years, and does not appear to be very flustered. She just held Fang Lin's hand tightly, and fell on his shoulders and wept. A few sounds calmed down.
"He is the mastermind, right?" Fang Lin lightly kicked the headless unlucky egg in front of him ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Wan Min hated: "Yes. He is a former Laojiang fisherman, It was only later that I was kicked out because I had taken the job privately, and now I heard that the water was mixed, I wanted to come in and get a cup of tea! I said that the boss should have him in his family business! "
"Then why would you believe him?" Fang Lin frowned.
Wan Min was aggrieved:
"This guy actually invited two people who weren't in our local mix, and came directly to me in a dog-like fashion, saying that he planned to sell my bar for 2 million, and first took a deposit of 300,000 to inspect it! The price was very irritating, so I invited the two people to the office for an interview! Who knew that when they went in, they pulled out two guns and pointed at me, and then held me out.
(To be continued)
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