Chapter 14 Assassination

Wang Anfeng, who was practicing his fist techniques, paled upon seeing An Qisheng being attacked.

He was no stranger to guns and could even discern the model and power of the firearm from the sound of the suppressed gunshot.

"Duck!"

Wang Anfeng shouted and rolled on the spot, taking cover behind a flower bed.

An Qisheng leaned against the wall, his heart pounding. This was the first time in his two lives that he had been attacked with a gun.

If he hadn't noticed it just now, he would have been shot in the head.

"Gunshot?"

Li Yan, who was resting upstairs, was startled. Suppressors could only reduce the sound of gunfire, not eliminate it completely.

He immediately sensed something was wrong and jumped out of bed, hiding in the stairwell and surveying the outside of the villa.

He saw Wang Anfeng crouching behind the flower bed, gritting his teeth, and An Qisheng leaning against the wall, his face solemn.

"Where did the gunman come from?"

An Qisheng's expression was extremely grave.

Since their invention, guns had been the true kings of weapons, unmatched by any cold weapon.

In the past three hundred years of Xuan Xing, countless martial arts masters had died at the hands of guns.

No one dared to underestimate the threat of a gun.

Bang!

The villa door was kicked open, and a man in camouflage, wearing a mask, slowly entered the villa.

The dark muzzle of the gun was lowered, and his voice was hoarse and deep:

"Young Master Wang, I know you're here! Come out, as long as you listen obediently, we won't hurt you or your friend."

We?

An Qisheng's eyes flashed, obviously this person had accomplices lying in wait outside.

"Who are you people?"

Wang Anfeng didn't say anything. Li Yan's voice suddenly rang out from the second floor of the villa:

"Forget it, just a homemade gun. I doubt you have any background! Tell me, what do you want?"

"Homemade gun?"

The masked man's voice turned grim: "So Young Master Li is here too, all the better! We need Young Master Wang to make a phone call to that crazy woman, Wang Zhixuan, and tell her to get back to Modu!"

"Oh?"

On the second floor of the villa, Li Yan's voice shifted position, with a hint of sneer: "Wang Erjie should be hunting down Dan Zhuang right now. So, you're Dan Zhuang's underlings?"

"Young Master Li is very smart, we are under Boss Dan!"

The masked man slowly approached the villa door along the outside of the villa: "Our Boss Dan doesn't want to offend you, but that crazy woman suddenly came to our door, killed our brothers, and chased after Boss Dan. We had no choice but to ask the two young masters for help."

"With just you?"

Li Yan scoffed: "You were able to find out our whereabouts, but do you know why we were able to join the Martial Arts Association?!"

Huh?!

The masked man's face changed, and suddenly he heard a gunshot inside the villa!

"They actually have guns?! How is that possible!"

The masked man hastily rolled away, trying to find cover.

"Opportunity!"

At the same time as the gunshot, An Qisheng's eyes flashed at the corner of the wall by the door, and he suddenly burst forth!

Bang!

He exerted force with both feet at the same time, grabbed the wall with both hands, and sprang out from the corner, taking action despite the possibility of guns aimed at him from outside!

In the whistling wind, he pounced and pressed down, like a carp leaping over a dragon gate, a cheetah hunting, or an eagle catching a rabbit, instantly crossing more than ten meters!

With guns aimed outside, he only had one chance to strike.

An Qisheng felt every pore in his body come alive, every hair standing on end.

Like a frightened cat, and like an angry tiger!

"You!"

The masked man reacted quickly, and while rolling, he had already aimed the gun at An Qisheng.

But An Qisheng didn't dodge or avoid, his five fingers bending and extending like claws, and he pressed down on the neck of the masked man who hadn't gotten up from the ground!

Before he could fire, he tore his flesh apart, tearing out his throat bone!

It was the Dragon-Tiger Capturing Hand he had learned from Wang Honglin!

Of all the fist techniques, capturing is the most brutal!

Among the fist techniques that the Da Xuan military strictly forbids from being spread, the first is the capturing hand!

Hek hek~

The masked man's eyes were bloodshot, blood gushing from his throat, and he lost all his strength.

Hu~

An Qisheng was incredibly excited, tearing the masked man's throat with one hand and snatching the gun with the other to throw it to Wang Anfeng.

Then he darted away!

Bang bang bang!

At this time, the masked man's companions outside reacted, and bullets hit the ground behind An Qisheng, sending dirt and rocks flying!

"You little brats! Let Grandpa teach you how to shoot a gun!"

With a gun in hand, Wang Anfeng's aura immediately changed.

He jumped up from behind the flower bed, spinning the gun on his index finger.

Bang bang, three shots in a row!

While An Qisheng was seizing the gun, he wasn't idle either, having already heard the positions of the gunmen outside the villa.

Now that he had a gun, shooting them was easier than shooting birds!

Plop~

With a few sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, three of the gunmen outside the villa were killed by Wang Anfeng in one wave!

"Hu!"

Wang Anfeng blew on the muzzle of the gun and snorted: "In front of me, you're not worthy of playing with guns?"

He had fired enough bullets in his life to fill this villa, how could ordinary people be qualified to compare marksmanship with him.

An Qisheng stood up and shook the blood off his hands.

It was the first time he had killed someone, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"This Dan Zhuang is audacious, daring to make guns himself!"

Li Yan walked out of the villa, his face gloomy.

Da Xuan's control over firearms was the strictest in the world, and anyone who dared to make guns privately was guilty of a major crime.

"Dan Zhuang can't escape the grasp of my elder sister, so let's not worry about that."

Wang Anfeng turned off the safety, tucked the gun into the back of his waist, and smiled at Li Yan: "But your ventriloquism is improving, that gunshot sounded just like the real thing."

They were naturally not qualified to run around with guns, and the gunshot just now was imitated by Li Yan with ventriloquism.

"I called Captain Chen, he will be here soon."

Li Yan ignored Wang Anfeng, glanced at the torn throat of the corpse on the ground, and was curious where An Qisheng learned the capturing hand.

But he didn't ask, everyone had secrets, and digging to the bottom was meaningless.

An Qisheng didn't speak, he was recalling the feeling from before.

Earlier, he had risked being shot to take action, and while his body was tense, it became very sensitive, and his control over strength had improved significantly.

At this time, he still had some stirrings in his heart, his whole body was full of strength, and he felt like he had to release it.

It seemed like he had touched the threshold of hidden strength.

"This time we dragged you into this."

Seeing An Qisheng not speaking, Li Yan thought he had a grudge and apologized.

An Qisheng came back to his senses and looked at the corpse on the ground:

"Could there still be any who escaped the net?"

"There shouldn't be."

Li Yan was also a little uncertain: "Afterwards, I will contact law enforcement, private gun manufacturing is enough to put them all on the wanted list."

Once on the wanted list, not to mention the law enforcement team, the entire Da Xuan's civilian enforcers would make it impossible for them to escape.

An Qisheng nodded.

With the law enforcement martial artists' hunger for points, once they were on the wanted list, there was no way these people could escape.

The three of them didn't speak for long before Chen Zhengqiao arrived with the law enforcement team in a hurry.

After questioning the situation in detail, he took all four corpses and the guns away.

"Qisheng, I've memorized the Bajiquan stances, so I won't disturb you."

After the aftermath was dealt with, Wang Anfeng and Li Yan couldn't stay any longer and prepared to say goodbye and return to Modu.

"This is my transcribed Bajiquan insights, even if you don't like practicing, you can keep it."

An Qisheng took out the fist manual he had prepared and handed it to Wang Anfeng.

"Alright!"

Wang Anfeng was stunned, took the fist manual, and winked: "Next time you come to Modu, I'll take you to do something exciting."

An Qisheng smiled wryly.

Li Yan pushed Wang Anfeng:

"Can't you just shut up!"

After seeing the two off, An Qisheng returned home, carefully pondering the feeling from before:

"It's time to start developing my abilities."