The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 1192 - Capítulo 1192: 799: Special
Capítulo 1192: Chapter 799: Special
“Who are you…” Hearing the voice behind him, the middle-aged man holding those sheets of paper stiffened slightly, his expression becoming somewhat unsightly. He asked Liu Hun in a low voice.
While the other was speaking, Liu Hun had already approached the middle-aged man from behind and took the sheets from his hand. Liu Hun glanced at some of the words on these papers and was momentarily stunned.
The first sheet recorded entirely names, which evidently were of some people who attended this meeting, but Liu Hun hadn’t even had time to glance at the following pages when the middle-aged man in front of him pulled out a handgun from his waist and swiftly turned around, aiming the black muzzle at Liu Hun.
“How could it be you? Aren’t you dead?” At this moment, the middle-aged man was deeply shocked upon seeing Liu Hun, seemingly incredulous.
Earlier in the adjacent room, they clearly heard gunshots, yet Liu Hun was standing here unharmed. There was only one conclusion: it was their companions who died, not Liu Hun or Wang Xiaofei.
“Give me the information in your hand, or I’ll shoot you dead!” The middle-aged man thought about this, his face turned somewhat ugly, and his eyes were full of anger as he looked at Liu Hun.
“How much do you know about this information?” Liu Hun, appearing calm, looked at the middle-aged man before him, seemingly oblivious to the gun in the other’s hand.
“What does how much I know have to do with you? If you don’t follow my instructions, your death is next.” While speaking, the middle-aged man directly unlocked the safety and looked coldly at Liu Hun.
“If that’s the case, then I can’t be blamed; blame your bad luck.” As Liu Hun’s words dropped, his body instantly moved, his single hand shot out.
“Click!” A faint sound echoed, and the middle-aged man hadn’t even reacted when his arm holding the handgun abruptly fell from the air.
“Ah…” The middle-aged man looked at this scene and instinctively wanted to scream, but before his voice could fully emerge, a flash of light swept through the air. The next moment, the middle-aged man ceased his cries, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Liu Hun.
“Thud!” A light sound echoed, and the middle-aged man’s body slowly fell to the ground, leaving a blood-stained mark on his neck.
Liu Hun collected the information in his hand, placed it in his pocket, and then picked up the handgun from the ground, continuing toward the convenience store ahead.
When Liu Hun reached the door of the convenience store, the remaining middle-aged men in the room’s center were still interrogating Fang Yun, who was tied to a chair. But Fang Yun truly knew nothing about these matters and naturally couldn’t provide them with any useful information.
“You… you’re not dead…” Just as these middle-aged men were interrogating Fang Yun, suddenly, the corner of one middle-aged man’s eye caught sight of Liu Hun standing at the door, holding a handgun. At this moment, the remaining middle-aged men immediately reacted and pointed their guns at Liu Hun.
“Not only am I alive, but you’re the ones who are going to die next.” As Liu Hun’s words dropped, the middle-aged men hadn’t even reacted when several gunshots rang beside them.
In the next moment, all their gazes shifted to Wang Xiaofei, their eyes full of incredulity. Liu Hun’s sudden appearance had left them unprepared, so in that moment, they forgot Liu Hun had a companion.
Unfortunately, it was too late to realize now; their gazes expressed unwillingness and anger as they slowly fell to the ground.
“Ah…” Instantly, several middle-aged men lay in pools of blood, and Fang Yun, tied to the chair, opened her mouth to scream with a pale face.
“If you don’t want to die, shut your mouth.” Liu Hun took a few steps forward to Fang Yun and said coldly.
After Wang Xiaofei killed these middle-aged men, he also approached Liu Hun, his eyes scanning the naked Fang Yun with interest before he chuckled to Liu Hun, “Boss, there’s nobody around here; wasn’t this woman acting quite high and mighty before? Given the situation, should we learn from those guys earlier…”
“No… please don’t…” Hearing Wang Xiaofei’s words, terror rose in Fang Yun’s beautiful eyes once again.
She had just thought she escaped the tiger’s jaws, yet it seemed she had fallen into the wolves’ den.
Liu Hun knew Wang Xiaofei only tried to scare Fang Yun, as a form of retribution for her previous attitude towards them, but Liu Hun had no interest in that. He directly took out those sheets from his pocket and asked Fang Yun in front of him: “Tell me everything you know about this matter, bit by bit, and if you conceal anything, your end will be worse than theirs. I hope you believe me on this point.”
“Please don’t kill me…” Fang Yun said dazedly to Liu Hun, repeating it over and over in a low voice.
“Bang!” Staring at Fang Yun, who seemed a bit disoriented, Liu Hun fired a shot into the sky. In that instant, Fang Yun’s entire body shuddered, then he finally raised his head to look at Liu Hun.
“Did you hear what I just said?” Liu Hun continued to ask.
“I… I really don’t know anything; I’m just responsible for delivering this item. I really don’t know anything…” Fang Yun kept shaking his head, answering Liu Hun.
“Who gave you this?” Hearing Fang Yun’s words, Liu Hun slightly frowned.
However, at the moment his words fell, a cold intent to kill flashed in Liu Hun’s eyes, and he instinctively shouted to Wang Xiaofei beside him, “Watch out!”
After shouting, Liu Hun grabbed a corner of the chair and quickly rolled a few times on the ground, dragging the chair with him into a corner.
“Rat-tat-tat…” As Liu Hun’s words fell, a crisp sound erupted in the air, and bullets, as if they cost nothing, frantically sprayed in their direction.
At this moment, Liu Hun and Wang Xiaofei each hid in a corner, with Wang Xiaofei’s arm having been hit. However, it was the prosthetic arm that was hit, so it didn’t affect Wang Xiaofei’s actions much.
Yet Liu Hun’s expression turned grim as he looked at the plugged figure of Fang Yun before him, riddled with bullet holes, and he released the chair. His eyes became cold.
Liu Hun was sure, though Fang Yun didn’t know much, he definitely knew something. But now Liu Hun was unable to get any information from Fang Yun.
And earlier, due to the urgency, Liu Hun had only one hand holding those few pages of documents while grabbing the chair to evade. Yet in the process, half of the documents were torn and fell to the ground.
Glimpsing the remaining half of the documents in his hand, Liu Hun’s eyes narrowed slightly, then he looked toward the half of the documents on the ground.
“Rat-tat-tat…” However, just as Liu Hun intended to grab the document half, more bullets rained down on the ground, instantly turning it into a cloud of dust, and the half of the documents was shot into pieces.
Witnessing this scene, a cold killing intent immediately rose in Liu Hun’s eyes.
“Xiaofei, are you okay?” Liu Hun took a deep breath, looked towards Wang Xiaofei across from him, and asked seriously.
“Boss, I’m fine. Although I was hit by two bullets, fortunately, they both hit the prosthetic arm. But after this, boss, you’ll have to help me make a new arm.” Wang Xiaofei looked at the two bullet holes in his arm and spoke to Liu Hun, half crying.
“Since you’re fine, can you take them out? There are about a dozen of them.” Liu Hun, not in the mood for jokes, said seriously to Wang Xiaofei, his expression somber.
Their firepower is so concentrated; if they stay here, the only thing waiting for them is death. So before that, Liu Hun had to take them all out.
“No problem.” Wang Xiaofei glanced at his gun; he had six rounds left.
“We’ll each handle a side and then flank them.” Liu Hun nodded at Wang Xiaofei, then picked up his gun and simultaneously grabbed a piece of metal from the ground.
The next moment, Liu Hun tossed the metal into the air, his pupils contracting sharply, and without hesitation, he opened fire on the metal in the air, firing eight shots in rapid succession.
“Go!” Emptying the clip, Liu Hun shouted to Wang Xiaofei beside him.
With Liu Hun’s words, the two immediately rushed out in separate directions.
At this moment, about five hundred meters away on a small hillside facing them, four gunmen who had been lying down were now all lying in pools of blood, each with a fatal bullet wound.
A thousand meters away on the highway, inside a van, a middle-aged man in a suit stared at a computer screen displaying his subordinates’ deaths, a look of shock rising on his face at that moment.