15 Refracted death (1/2)
Facing the sudden charge of the two hostiles, Cazider did not panic, in a moment he swung a kick at Mohawk’s lower abdomen, and Mohawk was thrown back a few steps bending over in exasperation. At the same time, Cazider swung the pistol on his right hand in a curved arc movement, firing off two gunshots.
The two man rushing in from the door were hit by the shot, collapsing as the shot landed on their heart!
The first time is luck, the second may be coincidence, but the third was certain!
What gun skills!
Cazider’s expression remained cold as if he had only stomped on two helpless ants. Footsteps could be heard from the outside, it was obviously more gangster reinforcements, however Cazider was unfazed. Reloading his revolver, he raised it up afterwards to take aim as the footsteps became louder and nearer.
What was strange was that he actually aimed at the wall without a target!
”Boom boom boom boom!”
Cazider remained cool as he consecutively fired off 4 gunshots, gun powder fumes filled the air. The four gun shots landed on the opposite wall forming a shallow concave depression, but yet from the outside cries and the sound of bodies could be heard thumping on the floor. The nearby Katrina was shocked into a daze, in front of her very eyes, this man was actually using angled shots as well as successfully slaughtering people behind concrete walls.
”Hmph.” An ugly smile formed on Cazider’s face as he turned to look at Katrina. Coldly he said: ”I will give you 10 seconds, if I still do not receive the ammunition, I promise I will stain the wall behind you with your brain juice and blood!”
Katrina’s expression had turned green, she understood that if she handed over the ammunition, what awaited her was the unimaginable punishments from the organization. However the immediate threat was this Cazider who mercilessly gunned down 5 men. She was a broad-minded woman, very quickly she fetched out 40 8.38mm single softshell shotgun ammunition, and also 20 rounds of M500 Magnum Hi-power ammo.
After receiving the hi-power ammunition and weapons, Cazider was not in a rush to use them as his individual pistol was enough to deal with these thugs. Placing the weapons and ammunition into his bag, he prepared to walk out but suddenly remembered something.
That thing was money.
This was the 1984 AD, in the economically flourishing Los Angeles, California, cash was the primary payment method, credit cards were not in great use yet. Also, American underground societies were not so advanced that they utilized advance payment methods like credit cards or IT solutions. Therefore in Cazider’s heart, that Sheyan would dare to start such an intense bidding war with him, he definitely held onto large amounts of cash.
Nobody would despise having more money.
Cazider walked towards the ‘corpse’ of Sheyan, eyeing Sheyan’s bulging coat pocket, he walked quickly and fearlessly as he was extremely confident in his gun skills - Nobody could receive a gunshot to his heart and not die, not even if he was wearing a bulletproof vest.
Just when Cazider reached his hand into Sheyan’s coat, he witnessed an incoming first as it smash heavily onto his face!