National Breakout: My firearms proficiency is at full level

Corpse!

On the ground, what meets the eye is a shocking blood-red color!

The thick, insoluble blood seemed to form a scarlet carpet that covered the entire wooden floor.

On this "carpet" were the bodies of a man and a woman. Their deaths were so horrific that it was unbearable to look at!

The air was filled with a strong, pungent smell of blood, which swept towards the two people at the door like a surging wave.

The smell is so strong that just a slight whiff of it can make people feel fear and tremble involuntarily.

It was as if countless pairs of cold hands were reaching out from the depths of the darkness, tightly strangling people's throats and making it impossible to breathe.

It wasn’t over yet. In addition to the two bodies, there were countless vicious thugs in the house who were smashing things and searching for valuables.

"Hey, are you Jordan Roy's son?"

A man spotted the two people at the door and spoke to McIlroy who was standing in front.

His skin was as rough as sandpaper, he reeked of blood, and he had a long gun on his back, like a shotgun.

"You... killed my parents?" McIlroy couldn't accept the fact before him. He clenched his fists and asked coldly.

"Kid! Tell me where the money is! Our boss needs it urgently!"

Another tall, thin thug pointed his gun directly at McIlroy.

Zhang Qi's pupils shrank. It was the SKS!

"You will die a horrible death!" McIlroy burst into tears and completely exploded, swinging his fist at the tall and thin thug.

The other party didn't expect McGee to fight him directly, so he pulled the trigger in desperation.

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"Uh-huh~"

The bullet hit his chest, and McIlroy fell backwards, spitting out bright red blood.

The young body fell to the ground unwillingly, and blood gushed out of the chest like a small fountain.

"Jeff, you even don't let other people's children go?" The burly man carrying the spray gun sneered.

"Not only him, I won't let this one go either." Jeff then pulled the bolt of the gun and aimed at the innocent Zhang Qi.

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"Uh~~"

Another bullet was fired, and Zhang Qi fell exhausted on McIlroy's body.

“Hiss, hiss, as far as I know, the Jordan Roy family has only one son, and this one is obviously a child from another family.”

"What are you afraid of? Most of the children in this place are left-behind children. Few people care about their lives."

"What's more, we are Luojia's people. If you mess with us, you will mess with the Tianluo Gang!"

"Hahahaha!"

Several people laughed wildly, not noticing that a few tears fell silently on the bloody ground.

"Did you find anything valuable?"

"Nothing more, just some personal accessories. This gold chain and pearl necklace should be enough to pay off the debt."

"Then let's go, so as to avoid any more trouble."

"Ah."

"He~ Bah!"

dong dong dong...

The footsteps gradually faded away until it became completely quiet.

The young man stood up from the ground as if he had come back to life, and a badge with a goshawk printed on it appeared in his hand.

His eyes were wet with tears and his back was covered with cold sweat from the fright he had just had.

"Jeff...Tianluo Gang...Luo Jia." Zhang Qi remembered the name he heard firmly. This was his only clue for revenge.

"Thank you, McIlroy." Looking at McIlroy lying on the ground forever, Zhang Qi clenched the badge in his hand.

When he first came into this world, he was the one who showed Zhang Qi kindness and help.

Zhang Qi silently swore in his heart that he must avenge McIlroy!

But the other side has more people and is armed with guns.

Looking back at myself, I have nothing.

Revenge for what?

and many more.

Looking at the badge in his hand, Zhang Qi's eyes lit up.

Yes.

I am not without anything.

He resolutely walked out of the room and looked in the direction where the thugs had left.

There is a market there, which is also the most lively place in the area.

Zhang Qi turned his head and looked at the three bodies in the room.

Before he could take revenge, he still had one thing to do.

……

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……

When I turned my sight, it was already late at night.

Stars twinkle in the deep blue night sky, and three fleeting meteors streak across the night sky.

After burying the McKee family, Zhang Qi came to the market alone.

The wide hood was found in McGee's father's closet, and the gray cape was also made from the tattered curtains in their house.

At this moment, whether it is clothing, habits, or name, Zhang Qi has completely integrated into this place.

In the market, he quickly found his target.

Jeff!

The man with a gun on his back not far ahead was Jeff.

He was bargaining in a shop.

Zhang Qi followed silently until the other party entered the mysterious and airtight shop deep in the market.

Zhang Qi was a little hesitant at first, but after looking at the badge in his hand, he straightened his chest and lifted the curtain.

Once you walk in, everything changes. It is completely different from the outside world!

Oil lamps of varying brightness hung from the black ceiling.

The air was filled with the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and gunpowder, and there were uncleaned bloodstains on the ground.

There were many gun accessories on the table in front of him, both fragmentary and complete.

An old man with a stubble on his face was sleeping in front of the bed, holding a machine gun in his arms!

"Wu~"

It was even more lively in the front, with women in revealing leather jackets dancing around poles on the stage.

People of all kinds were toasting each other in the audience, accompanied by smoke.

A group of burly men on the left were wearing tattoos and shouting slogans around the gambling table. From time to time, there were sounds of laughter and cursing.

“Hahaha, I can’t spend it all!”

"Fuck your mother, come again!"

The dice flipped on the table, and cards of different suits fluttered rhythmically.

Zhang Qi silently followed Jeff to the gambling table deeper inside.

The people there were gathered around a long table, and the host was a femme fatale with a revolver in her hand.

There were thick stacks of banknotes on both sides of the table, at least six figures.

The beauty handed the revolver to the man on the far left. The atmosphere in the area suddenly froze and everyone held their breath.

Under Zhang Qi's surprised gaze, the man actually pointed the gun at his own temple!

"Why?" Zhang Qi didn't understand why he pointed a gun at his head with a grim smile on his face.

Is it a toy gun?

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A deafening gunshot rang out, blood splattered on the man's head, and he fell to the ground.

There was no riot nearby, and the people at the other gambling tables just glanced over here and continued to place their bets.

The woman on the stage in the distance did not stop her seductive dance.

"Wu~~"

"Hahaha, mine, all mine!"

I saw the man on the far right of the gambling table taking all the money on the table into his arms with one hand.

Others who had placed bets in advance also went to ask for their dividends, and greed was written all over everyone's face.