Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

"Alright, the venue is cleared. Now, let me show you whether I can be the exception."

Shen Ye flicked his empty hand, and another Beretta 92f pistol appeared in his hand. He then crossed his arms in front of his chest, assuming a starting stance.

Robert looked at Shen Ye's left hand, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes. With her sharp eyesight, she hadn't noticed how the pistol had appeared.

"Unless, he conjured it up out of thin air," Robert thought somewhat unrealistically. "Or is it some kind of magic trick?"

Robert shook her head slightly, banishing the distracting thoughts from her mind. She aimed the umbrella gun at Shen Ye, and the next second, she pulled the trigger.

boom!

As the umbrella gun spewed out a burst of flame, dozens of tiny steel balls shot towards Shen Ye.

Shen Ye was not as easily hit as those small fry. The moment Robert fired, he darted out and moved around Robert at lightning speed, while simultaneously pulling the trigger with both hands to fire at Robert.

“Interesting.” Robert held up his briefcase to deflect incoming bullets, a hint of interest appearing on his usually indifferent face.

Chapter 75! Robert's Confusion

bang bang bang...

Intense gunfire echoed throughout the bar.

The bar became lively again, and everyone, including those hiding outside, held their breath and watched the two sides fighting.

Of course, one of the onlookers was very unhappy. At that moment, he was cursing and calculating the losses in the bar.

“Bottles…liquor cabinets…tables…and my damn bar…damn it, Levi, you know all these people, right? Especially that Asian man, he came in with you, I saw him.” The bar owner did some calculations and came up with a number that gave him a headache.

Levi glanced at the bar owner, her eyes full of innocence, her pure gaze almost making the bar owner think she came from a church school.

"Hey, why are you looking at me like that? Do you think you're innocent?" the bar owner shouted angrily.

Levi didn't reply, turning her face away to continue observing the situation between the two sides...

To be honest, Roberto seems to be at a disadvantage right now.

Although the umbrella gun she used was an improved shotgun with astonishing power, its firing rate was not fast.

Even if she pushed the gun to its limits, it was still difficult to hit Shen Ye who was moving at high speed.

So, after she emptied the magazine of shotgun shells, she decisively threw away the parachute gun, then pressed the mechanism on the briefcase. With a click, the machine gun hidden inside the briefcase fired.

Shen Ye was already prepared when he saw Robert pick up the suitcase.

He stopped shooting and, amidst the bar owner's horrified expression, turned and ran towards the bar counter.

"Get out of here, don't come any closer." The bar owner was on the verge of tears.

Unfortunately, it was no use. Shen Ye leaped into the air and landed behind the bar, shouting at the bar owner, "Lower your head."

Although the bar owner was very angry, he still subconsciously obeyed his order and lowered his head.

next second.

There was a whoosh!

Then an explosion occurred.

The wine cabinet above their heads was completely destroyed, blown into countless pieces of wood.

Robert's box contained not only a machine gun but also a grenade launcher.

The bar owner clutched his head, screaming in grief and anger, "My bar! My bar!"

Shen Ye gave him a sympathetic look, then leaped out from behind the bar, firing his two guns in rapid succession, emptying all the bullets in the magazines while still in mid-air.

Then he flicked his hands downwards, and the empty magazines flew out. As they landed, two magazines suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of his chest. With a click, he loaded them into his pistol in an illogical manner.

He needs to touch things to store them in the system space, but he only needs a thought to retrieve them. They can appear anywhere around him, and with specific actions, he can even use a pistol to unleash a sufficiently powerful barrage of fire for a considerable period of time.

“Interesting.” Roberta wasn’t surprised by Shen Ye’s reloading method; she could do it too, though it would require special equipment. She was just surprised by his seemingly endless magazine.

"This guy wasn't this good when he fought those mercenaries last time," Levi muttered, watching from the sidelines. "And where did he get so many pistol magazines?"

“I don’t know.” Dutch shook his head; he also found it strange.

“Hey, hey, now’s not the time to discuss this. We need to think of a solution. No matter how many magazines Shen carries, it’s still not enough compared to a machine gun. That maid’s box is so big, it must have at least a thousand rounds of ammunition. If this goes on for too long, Shen will definitely not be able to hold out.” Benny interrupted their conversation.

“What can we do? We can’t get involved in this kind of battle,” Levi said, spreading her hands. “Unless we get them to stop.”

“But as things stand, there’s only one way to make them stop,” Dutch said in a deep voice: “that is, either side falls.”

“I don’t want Shen to fall,” Levi said.

“Then we’ll just have to make sure that maid falls down,” Benny added.

"No!" Garcia, the terrified little boy, shouted. "No one can fall, neither Shen nor Robert."

Having said this, he seemed to have made up his mind, suddenly breaking free from Locke's grasp and running desperately towards the center of the battlefield.

"Kid, come back quickly!" Dutch hurriedly reached out to grab him, but the little boy rushed too fast and he missed. He could only watch helplessly as the boy charged towards the two people fighting.

Although Shen Ye and Robert were already engrossed in the fight, they both noticed someone approaching them. When they realized that the person was Garcia, they stopped at the same time.

"Garcia."

"Master."

Shen Ye and Robert shouted at the same time.

"Stop fighting, Shen, Robert." Garcia spread his arms and stood between the two.

"Garcia, get out of here," Shen Ye said, frowning.

"Young Master, please wait a little longer. I'll take care of him and then I'll bring you back," Robert said softly.

“No, I’m not going back,” Garcia cried. “With Roberto like that in the house, I don’t want to go back.”

Upon hearing his words, Robert was stunned. Then, as if he had suffered a great blow, a look of panic and helplessness flashed across his face.

Immediately afterwards, she could no longer hold onto the box and let it fall to the ground.

With a snap, the suitcase slammed open, scattering countless bullets across the ground.

“Young Master.” Robert looked at Garcia, his eyes filled with doubt and confusion.

Garcia didn't even glance at her, and slowly walked to Shen Ye's side, saying to him, "Let's go, anywhere is fine, as long as there's no Robertt, even if you have to hand me over to those mafia."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ye frowned, glanced up at Robert who was still in a daze, then nodded and picked up the little boy.

“Miss, let me take care of your young master for a few days. We can discuss sending him back after he… or after you’ve calmed down.”

Before leaving, Shen Ye said to Robert:

“No matter what, he’s still a child. What you’re showing him is too early for him.” After saying that, he walked toward Dutch.

"Hey, kid, are you alright?" Levi looked at the little boy in Shen Ye's arms and surprisingly didn't say anything unpleasant.

The little boy shook his head but didn't say anything.

“Let’s go, take him back to the office first.” Dutch glanced at Robert and sighed, “This is really troublesome.”

Seeing that Shen Ye and the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce were about to leave the bar with their young master, Roberta finally made a move. She lowered her head and slowly followed.

Chapter 76! The Hounds of Florence

However, the world is never short of blind fools.

Seeing his target and the woman who killed his underling about to leave the bar, the mob boss named Abreg jumped out, pointed his gun at them, and shouted, "You bastards, did I say you could leave? Come back here!"

Shen Ye and the Black Reef Chamber of Commerce members, who hadn't left the bar yet, ignored him and walked away without looking back, but Robert stopped in his tracks.

"What else do you want to do?" Robert asked, tilting his head.

"Of course we'll leave your head, you bastard."

"Besides, I already know who you are, the Hound of Florence. Your head is worth four hundred thousand US dollars."

“Is that so? That’s truly my honor!” Robert said, barely suppressing his anger. “Originally, I wanted to spare your lives, but now there’s no reason left.”

Roberta, already in a state of rage, turned around to face them and gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt.

"So, before I follow in the young master's footsteps and leave this place, please accept this small token of my appreciation!"

As they were talking, a dozen or so grenades with safety pins pulled fell out of Robert's skirt.

"damn it……"

A grenade rolled to Abreg's feet. He glanced at the grenade in horror and tried to run, but Robert shot him in the legs with a pistol, leaving him unable to move.

After uttering a curse, he closed his eyes.

boom!

All the grenades exploded, and the entire Yellow Flag Bar was engulfed in the sound of explosions.

Amidst the endless flames, the bar owner escaped. Looking at the bar engulfed in fire, he cried out in despair, "My bar! You damned bastards, go to hell!"

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