Chapter 43 The Deal <TOC> Chapter 45 Explosion
Translator: SumTLMan
He uncorked the bottle of sugar cane liquor, poured himself a glass, and plucked a few pieces of ice from the bucket to slowly sway in the glass.
He took a sip, satisfied with a sigh, and rubbed his nose with his finger.
“You know, idiots like you are becoming increasingly rare, foolishly delivering money to our doorstep,” said the well-oiled hair, who rubbed his hair. “I even doubt if the reputation of the hungry wolf is as loud as before.”
Li Mu stood up, glanced at the giant standing behind him and the security guards who had already drawn their weapons.
“If I were you, I would surrender,” said the one with the swaying glass. “Standing behind you is Chalakun, his holy relic is the Brass Body, capable of easily resisting bullets. Tell me, where are your people and where did you put the money, or he will wring the blood out of your body like a towel.”
Chalakun showed a sinister smile in cooperation.
“I was originally going to communicate with you in a more civilized manner, but unfortunately, the one with the oiled hair, you did not give me the opportunity,” said Li Mu.
Li Mu gestured with his eyes to Li Mei, and the two disappeared from the room like air.
Chalakun’s smile had not yet disappeared, when a sharp scream was heard. A dazzling electrical light lit up on him, causing his body to convulse with electricity.
“Clang!”
A piercing metal cutting sound, his right arm exploded with sparks, was directly cut off by some sharp weapon, and fell to the ground with a thud.
Chalakun let out a sharper scream, the intact hand frantically grabbed, trying to grab the invisible enemy in the air.
Suddenly, a piercing wound appeared in his throat, cutting off the carotid artery and trachea.
After staggering two steps, the giant who could easily slaughter a team of gunners fell helplessly to the ground, making a slight hiss and twitching, waiting for death to arrive.
The remaining security guards raised their guns in terror, but before they could pull the trigger, a fatal bullet hole appeared on their foreheads.
“Bang!”
Their bodies almost simultaneously fell to the ground.
The hand holding the goblet trembled slightly, a drop of cold sweat slid from his forehead and fell on the tip of his signature hooked nose, shaking for a moment before falling to the ground.
The triumphant smile on his face froze, and he was momentarily unsure what expression to make.
A sudden force came from the goblet, pulling the goblet out of his hand.
Li Mu appeared, covered in blood splatters, the knife he used to kill Chalakun was inserted back into its scabbard.
He took a sip of the wine in the goblet, and spit it all out.
“Trash.”
Nomu raised his hands, stammering, and immediately replied.
“I… I… I’m trash.”
“I’m talking about the wine being trash.”
Li Mu placed the goblet on the table.
“Wine… wine trash… I… I’m also trash.”
Nomu’s muscles twitched on his face, even now, his mind hasn’t caught up, how did the two unremarkable Xians suddenly kill all his trusted subordinates.
“Where is your warehouse?”
Li Mu picked up a fallen rifle. This was a brand new NII-407, the black rifle was excellently made with meticulous workmanship and no visible tolerances like the NII-203 he used before.
On the wasteland, human technology level did not show a cliff-like decline. This was due to the existence of awakeners, especially those who manipulate the system.
Gifted manipulation system awakeners can operate lathes to achieve craftsmanship far beyond the accuracy limit of lathes, and through existing lathes, they can create lathes with higher accuracy, until they reach the limits of existing technology.
The NII-407 should be a firearm produced by the Awakeners, its accuracy has reached the limit of its design, and the accuracy of single-shot point shooting is enough for long-range sniping.
Such rifles are usually only equipped by special forces under the jurisdiction of the government.
Li Mu raised the rifle and aimed at the forehead of Nomu with the optical sight.
“Don’t shoot! Don’t shoot!”
Nomu screamed in terror.
“I’ll take you there.”
He stood up, shivering and pressed his palm onto the screen on the door frame.
Li Mu threw the rifle to Li Mei who was still in stealth mode, picked up another rifle and picked up the ammunition clip from the ground.
The alloy gate opened wide, Nomu turned around to try to appease Li Mu, but found that there was no one behind him.
His shoulder was pushed hard.
“Keep walking, lead the way ahead.”
A voice sounded in his ear.
Nomu shuddered, because of fear, the goosebumps on his body rose up, and he could only move mechanically forward.
Two subordinates walked over, seeing that the boss’s condition seemed not right, and was about to go forward to inquire. Gunfire rang out, and the two were directly shot in the head.
“Keep walking!”
“Yes…yes…”
Nomu no longer showed his previous arrogance, tears of humiliation and embarrassment flowed out, dripping onto the ground.
“Boss?!”
Several henchmen were using chains to lock up three women who were badly tortured, ready to bring them back to the dungeon. Seeing the boss’s tearful appearance, they all stopped.
Before they could even speak, they were swept to the ground.
“What’s the matter with these women?”
The voice that appeared in his ear this time was Li Mei’s, and the killing intent in her words made him shiver.
“They should all be women he bought or captured, trained, and then prepared to make money with. Those marauders like to settle accounts with women.”
Li Mu said, taking out a water bottle and feeding each of the women a sip of the Sun Spring. They were probably trying to escape and were caught back.
“Keep going.”
The underground bandits had already smelled an ominous smell in the gunfire. But when they saw the boss, they subconsciously relaxed their vigilance and were killed without any resistance.
Soon, the underground was filled with a heavy bloody smell.
Nomu stopped in front of a password door. By this point, he was completely numb.
“Open the door.”
He obediently began to input the password.
“You can’t kill me… I’m doing things for Rajaral… those women… many of them were given to him.”
With a creak, the heavy iron door was opened. Nomu hadn’t even had time to continue talking, when he was shot in the back of the head and his body fell to the ground like a sack.
The air in the warehouse was very foul, with neatly stacked boxes of military weapons, including heavy machine guns, hand grenades and grenade launchers, and even a large amount of high-energy explosives.
Li Mu pried open a wooden box, picked up a pack of high-energy explosives and shook it in his hand.
“The equipment warehouse of the security agency doesn’t have these things, only the engineer soldiers of the federal state will have such powerful explosives.”