Chapter 12

Living in modern society, Gao Yang saw this human tragedy and didn't know what to say, taking a long breath. He looked at the shattered glass on the ground and the screams coming from inside, spitting in anger. He then got into a car parked by the roadside with his bio-warriors. "To Lihe Foreign Firm," Gao Yang's voice was filled with intense killing intent.

After more than twenty minutes, Gao Yang arrived in front of Lugger. Without waiting for Lugger to speak, he directly said, "I want the MP18, and I want it now. How many do you have?" Gao Yang's cold voice made Lugger understand something.

Lugger led Gao Yang to the warehouse, opened it, and came to a pile of military boxes, saying, "All the MP18s are here." Gao Yang didn't say anything, took out a checkbook and pen, and wrote a check for 10,000 pounds, giving it to Lugger. "The rest is for your trouble, and have your headquarters send 10,000 MP18s. I need 50 basic units of ammunition, and the trucks outside as well." He waved his hand, dismissing Lugger.

Lugger took the check and left, deciding to go home and sleep immediately. He didn't know what had happened tonight!

"Origin, create twenty bio-warriors," Gao Yang ordered.

He took out twenty-five bulletproof vests from storage. This was something Gao Yang had bought in the European black market just in case, and he didn't expect to use them today. Although he had a protective shield ring, Gao Yang also put one on, saving a little where he could. He hadn't been overwhelmed by anger and still maintained his calm. "Today, I will rid the people of this evil!" Gao Yang said through gritted teeth.

The license plates were removed from the trucks and cars, and they drove to the entrance of the Paramount. A large crowd of onlookers and gossips had formed a circle, with several patrol officers and many thugs inside, shouting about something.

The screeching of tires echoed as the vehicles rushed to the front and made a side stop. In the surprised gazes of the crowd, a group of burly men in strange vests rushed out, and the most important thing was that they all had guns in their hands!

Amidst the screams, dense gunfire rang out, and the thugs and patrol officers fell like harvested wheat. The manager, who was talking to the patrol chief at the entrance, felt like he was going crazy. He had never seen such a fierce attack. With so many people and patrol officers on his side, how could the other side dare to come back after killing people? Without saying anything, he and the chief rolled into the entrance.

In less than ten seconds of intense machine gun fire, all the thugs and patrol officers outside the entrance were lying on the ground. The onlookers screamed and scattered in all directions.

After changing the magazines, Gao Yang lit a cigarette and muttered, "I should have a trench coat right now." "A trench coat in the style of Little Ma, including a hat, costs 10 energy points. Do you want it?" Origin's voice sounded at the right time. "Yes," Gao Yang waved and led the warriors into the entrance.

After Gao Yang and his men killed the thugs and left, the Paramount had closed down, and all the guests had left. When Gao Yang and his men entered, the people inside finally reacted, and a group of black-clad men with guns rushed out, and the two sides started shooting. On one side were professional cannon fodder warriors, and on the other were thugs who extorted, gambled, and whored. The outcome of the gunfight seemed predetermined.

Bullets whizzed by, and the gunshots were deafening, like a continuous string of firecrackers. Tables, chairs, glass windows, and various gambling tables were riddled with bullets, splintering wood and filling the hall with a pungent smell of gunpowder.

Gao Yang hid behind a gambling table, his flashy appearance attracting bullets like a firefly in the night. After changing the magazine, Gao Yang picked up a few chips from the ground and smiled, "What a waste." He threw the chips away, picked up his gun, and, with a cigarette in his mouth, started shooting at the thugs behind the pillars like Little Ma.

His posture was cool, and his demeanor was excellent, but without Origin's ability, Gao Yang couldn't control the upward recoil of the gun, and most of the bullets went into the wall. The thugs' counterattack was fierce, and a burst of gunfire shattered the cigarette in Gao Yang's mouth, and a bullet stopped just two centimeters from his head, then fell to the ground with the cold sweat on his forehead.

He quickly retreated behind the gambling table, swallowing a couple of mouthfuls of saliva. He had been really scared just now. This wasn't a video game where you could respawn after a few seconds; this was real life. Without the protective shield ring, he would have been dead, and his parents, relatives, ex-girlfriend, and future girlfriend would all be gone. Death meant nothing.

After calming down, Gao Yang completely regained his composure and checked his ring. "Damn, 105 points? So harsh?" Gao Yang was furious; he had really lost a lot. He couldn't delay any longer. Although his side had elite equipment, it wasn't good to drag things out. This was the City of Devils, a mix of fish and dragons, and there were foreign troops stationed here. It wasn't a time to take things slowly.

"Activate shooting ability, consuming 70 energy points," Origin's voice sounded. Instantly, Gao Yang felt his senses clear, and a strange intuition echoed in his mind. He pulled out his pistol, leaped to the stairs, and ran up to the second floor.

A few thugs noticed him and started shooting. Gao Yang dove to the stairs, firing a few shots, killing three thugs and forcing two to retreat behind the tables. The bio-warriors adjusted their aim and provided covering fire, suppressing the thugs. Gao Yang quickly rushed up to the second floor and, from a higher position, picked off the hiding thugs one by one. The thugs' limited counterattacks rarely hit Gao Yang, and those that did were blocked by the protective shield ring.

A few minutes later, the gunfight ended. Four bio-warriors were injured in the limbs, and one was killed in the head. This was the first time Gao Yang had encountered casualties. He took off his trench coat and covered the fallen soldier. "This can't be left unresolved," Gao Yang felt frustrated. The matter should be resolved quickly and simply.

He searched the inner room but found nothing except some documents and cash. It seemed the manager had already fled.

He couldn't stay any longer; Gao Yang could vaguely hear the sound of troops mobilizing from the French Concession. "Retreat, burn this place," Gao Yang ordered.

He spent 50 points to create 5 barrels of gasoline, turning the casino into a giant torch. Gao Yang and his warriors left. The French Concession was under martial law, and the streets were full of troops, making it impossible to find Boss Huang now.

"Spit, this isn't over," Gao Yang sent an anonymous letter to Boss Huang before leaving the City of Devils.

In the Huang residence in the French Concession, the sound of slaps had been ringing for nearly a minute. The casino manager's face was covered in blood. Boss Huang, in a fit of rage, hit the manager until his hand was numb and then smashed a teapot on the manager's head. The manager slumped to the ground.

"Aaron, it's no use killing him now. Think about how to solve this problem," Boss Huang's wife, Lin Guisheng, said, smoking a cigarette.

"Ah, doing business and making money, how could I encounter such a reckless person?" Boss Huang felt a headache. The tough ones fear the reckless. These bastards started shooting and burning his place without a word. The matter was too big, and even the consuls of various countries knew about it. He couldn't suppress it. The French consul had already spoken, demanding an immediate resolution.

Last night, the manager rushed to the Huang residence and detailed the events. While Gao Yang and his warriors were fighting the thugs, Gao Yang's flashy appearance caught the manager's attention, and he recognized Gao Yang as the previous "fat sheep," but a sheep in wolf's clothing. The manager immediately fled.

The matter was too big, and the manager couldn't hide it. He told everything to Boss Huang, and the next morning, they received a threatening letter.

Such a group of armed thugs was beyond Boss Huang's usual methods, and the other side showed no signs of stopping.

"Call Yue Sheng, send all the brothers out to investigate. Find out who did this," Boss Huang, who had made many decisions over the years, knew this was a matter of life and death.

When he got serious, things moved quickly. Although the license plates were removed from the trucks, they were still traced back to Lihe Foreign Firm. Lugger's response was quick, "Stolen," and that was the end of it.

Although Lihe Foreign Firm was uncooperative, Boss Huang still bought information from the employees, "A big client," and nothing more.

The only one who knew the identity, Manager Lugger, ignored Boss Huang. Boss Huang had no way to deal with Lugger.

On the other side, Gao Yang, back in Feng County, began handling various affairs. He transported the new batch of production materials to the industrial zone. The most important thing was the military aspect. Recruitment had never stopped, and young people from nearby regions were also flocking to sign up for the generous pay. In just a few months, the area between Feng County and the industrial zone had turned into a large military camp, with a total of over 19,000 people. This was beyond the capabilities of Gao Youcai and others.

The newly arrived mercenaries, however, had no one to arrange their affairs while Gao Yang was away, and they spent their days sleeping and eating.

Gao Yang now had to arrange everything. The 500,000 yuan he spent to get the name of the Anhui Security Brigade was very important. The new war between the Zhili and Fengtian factions was about to begin, and Gao Yang, knowing the outcome, planned to take advantage of the war to control the entire province, and the name of the Security Brigade was the first step.

Colonel Karl von Weix, a retired officer, served in the Bavarian Third Infantry Division during the European war, fighting for several years and being promoted to colonel just before the war ended. After the war, the army was downsized, and the colonel also retired. Who would have thought that a few years later, the German economy would collapse, and due to the extreme devaluation of the mark, Weix, who had to support a family of over a dozen, found himself penniless. Through the introduction of a military colleague, he received a resettlement fee and boarded a ship bound for distant Asia.

The highest-ranking officer, Colonel Weix, took charge of all the mercenaries on the ship, but he unhesitatingly kicked out those who had infiltrated, citing the reason that they disgraced the honor of German soldiers. After arriving in Feng County, he also reported the matter. Gao Yang, upon learning this, was very interested and called him for a chat.

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