286: Chapter 275: You Are a Devil 286: Chapter 275: You Are a Devil The opponent was a sniping expert, possessing absolute advantage in long-range attacks.
Although Meng Ku was also a sniping expert, he was somewhat helpless.
The enemy’s tactic was to fire one shot and change locations, and by the time you lowered your guard, a bullet might already be on its way from an unknown location.
“Starting now, full effort to capture the sniper.” Song Yun took the tactical headset from Black Flood Dragon and conveyed the orders to everyone.
“Bang!!”
Song Yun did another backward roll to dodge the opponent’s dangerous shot from just a moment ago, The bastard seemed glued to him, targeting him specifically among so many, and in just a short time, three bullets had been fired his way.
Using his submachine gun, Song Yun adjusted his position based on the direction of the incoming bullets and his prediction of the sniper’s movements, firing repeatedly into the dark corners, but the enemy was an expert sniper who could continuously change positions, always managing to escape just as Song Yun was about to catch up.
“Boom~~”
A loud noise ripped through the initially silent night sky.
Song Yun was puzzled when he saw Meng Ku walking over with a woman, holding her by the hair with his right hand holding his Remington in a swaggering manner.
“Boss, this woman is the sniper.
If it weren’t for the gunshot exposing her, I wouldn’t have found her,” Meng Ku said with pride.
“Damn, I was wondering why you weren’t talking over the headset just now.
Turns out you were watching this woman use me as a live target while you went to catch her,” Song Yun kicked the opponent’s leg and cursed.
“I really don’t know what’s up with you bunch of ingrates; one day, you’ll likely be the death of me.”
“Hehe, that’s because you’re a martial arts expert, boss.
I am utterly confident in your movement techniques,” Meng Ku grinned, showing his teeth.
“Boss, how do you want to handle this woman?”
“First, let’s lift the dangerous alert,” Song Yun told those over the tactical headset that the sniper had been captured, and after everyone gathered at the Kaiyuan Warehouse’s main gate, he started carefully scrutinizing the sniper.
“Let her raise her head.”
“Alright.” Meng Ku set down the sniper rifle, grasped her hair with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, smiling, “Looks pretty good, huh?
Boss, interested?
If so, let the lad Hua Manlou properly train her for you.”
“You’ve got ghosts in your head!
Having such a murderous star beside me, I could end up dead any night,” Song Yun said angrily.
“How have you and Xiao Qian been these past few days?”
“Not bad, but this chick is so annoying, always asking about my driving skills,” Meng Ku said.
“That’s not a bad thing, right?
You both like cars, maybe you’ll really end up together,” Song Yun joked.
“If you really end up marrying Xiao Qian, the future life would definitely be super comfortable.”
“Hehe, we’ll talk about that later.”
Song Yun knew he couldn’t rush these matters, as it could backfire, especially since Meng Ku had been wounded by love before.
If he didn’t want to get involved with someone, no one could forcefully demand it of him.
“What’s your name?” Song Yun crouched down and stared at the woman as he asked.
“あなたは,魔.” The woman glared at Song Yun and cursed vehemently in Japanese.
Song Yun didn’t understand what she said and looked up to ask, “Meng Ku, do you know what this RB chick said?”
“I think it was probably nothing nice,” Meng Ku said awkwardly.
“Oh, as long as it’s nothing nice.
Such a strong-willed woman, how could she possibly change just because she’s been captured,” Song Yun smacked his lips and said.
“Black Flood Dragon, bring that RB person over here; I have something to say.”
By the time Black Flood Dragon brought the person in charge over, the man’s face was a sorry sight.
Who knows what got into Black Flood Dragon, but he kept slapping the man’s face back and forth, and even though his face had swollen up like a pig’s head, Black Flood Dragon showed no intention of stopping.
“That’s enough, I know you’re frustrated, but wait till I finish asking my questions,” Song Yun said to the man.
“What’s your name?”
“Dechuan,” the man replied indistinctly.
“This female sniper is one of yours, right?
She just cursed me out, although I didn’t understand it, I wouldn’t mind assuming she did,” Song Yun spoke calmly.
“I am a bit petty, when someone curses at me, I have to hit back, so you might as well suffer a bit for your companion.”
With a wave of his hand, not bothering to see what kind of black hand Black Flood Dragon was playing, when he turned his head back, Dechuan was already lying on the ground, breathing more out than in.
Song Yun wasn’t keen on seeing his blood-covered face, pointing at the woman he said, “This Dechuan will definitely be handed over to Mao Shan.
It would be a waste not to take him along since they’re coming out, and handing this matter over to the higher-ups is better than handling it privately.
But with this woman, I’m not quite sure what to do.”
“What else can you do?” Black Flood Dragon, not inclined to pity, snatched the woman from Meng Ku and yanked her hair, declaring, “I can tell you, you’re dead today.
I’ll hand you over to the people of White Tiger Hall; I believe many are interested not just in your body but in defiling your soul as well.”
Song Yun was always kind to women who were harmless to him, but this woman had almost killed his brothers.
There was no need for gentlemanly conduct anymore; he simply stood up to wait for Mao Shan and the others.
“あなたは,魔,あなたは,魔.” Regardless of what Black Flood Dragon said, the woman kept repeating the same sentence.
Impatient, Song Yun grabbed Dechuan by the collar and asked, “What is this woman yelling about?”
“She’s saying you guys are devils,” Dechuan gasped.
“Oh, Black Flood Dragon, this woman is calling you a devil,” Song Yun said with a chuckle.
If these people were of no use to keep alive, he really wanted to kill them all, recalling the terror when Li Shishi was kidnapped.
“Devil?
I’m no devil,” Black Flood Dragon carelessly threw the woman aside and said, “If I really showed by devil side, you’d be dead by now.”
“How do you think the people of White Tiger Hall will treat this woman?” Song Yun handed Black Flood Dragon and Meng Ku a cigarette and asked.
Honestly, he seldom went to White Tiger Hall and didn’t know how Hua Manlou had remodeled it.