Upon seeing Ling Yi's the Back, Bant was stunned for a moment, then let out a fierce curse.
"Fuck, it's actually Young Master Bill! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! All that talk was for nothing! This damn rookie, he'll get me killed!"
Bant looked terrified. After a moment's hesitation, he turned around, squeezed back into the car, started the engine, reversed quickly, and drove off.
At this moment, Ling Yi had already rushed into the alley.
For some reason, Ling Yi was instantly captivated the moment he saw the man in the suit.
Ling Yi's outburst wasn't because he saw the man in the suit bullying a child, but simply because seeing the man gave him an inexplicable urge to shoot and kill him.
Furthermore, Ling Yi had already drawn his gun, disengaged the safety, and aimed it at the man in the suit.
"Stop right there! Put your hands up where I can see them!" Ling Yi shouted.
But when the man in the suit saw Ling Yi, a look of disgust and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
He followed up with a disdainful remark. "Do you know who I am? In this city, no one dares to Finger Pistol me; you're the first."
"I don't care who you are, put your hands behind your head and lie face down on the ground right now," Ling Yi shouted at the man in the suit again, barely suppressing the urge to pull the trigger.
"I am Young Master Bill of the Bill Family. You want me to kneel on the ground?" the man in the suit Young Master Bill, asked in an incredulous voice.
At the same time, his face was filled with barely suppressed anger.
In Gotham City, constables are at the very bottom of the social hierarchy, even considered less than thugs in the eyes of these Gray Gang families.
At least those thugs, as long as they're paid, are willing to work for the Bill Family.
But these constables not only do nothing to help them, they also take a lot of money from the Bill Family every month.
In the eyes of other Young Master, they were nothing but a bunch of useless trash.
Now, being forced to kneel down at Finger Pistol some trash—how could he, who had always been pampered and arrogant since childhood, possibly agree to this?
Being Finger Pistol by Ling Yi was, in Young Master Bill's eyes, already a disgrace.
"Die!" With that thought, Bill reached into his pocket, ready to pull out his gun and kill Ling Yi.
But the next moment, a series of crisp gunshots rang out.
Young Master Bill, with two holes in his forehead and an incredulous look in his eyes, collapsed to the ground.
After Bill's death, Ling Yi finally regained his composure.
At the same time, a surge of heat coursed through his body, and Ling Yi could clearly feel that he seemed to have become stronger, and much stronger at that.
The most obvious sign was that his hearing, vision, and Sense of Smell all became much more acute at that moment.
For example, the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the restaurant.
Ling Yi frowned slightly. He didn't know why he had acted so impulsively just now; it was completely out of character for him.
He knew perfectly well that this was DC, that this world was dangerous, and that Bant had repeatedly told him not to get involved or cause trouble.
But the moment Ling Yi saw this Young Master Bill, he couldn't control himself.
At that moment, Ling Yi had only one thought in his mind: to kill this Young Master Bill.
"Hooligan, that damned constable killed Bill."
A gasp of surprise rang out.
"Fuck, if Master Bill finds out, we're dead."
"Kill that damned Houzi and avenge Young Master Bill."
Clearly, these men are Young Master Bill.
Above each of these people's heads was a red exclamation mark, clearly indicating that they harbored ill will towards Ling Yi and had been marked as such.
Besides this, there are two other values below the exclamation mark: one is the Good and Evil Value, and the other is the Affection Value.
For these people, both values are negative.
Good and Evil Value score clearly indicates that they are not good people, while Affection Value is understandable, since they have sensed the nature of their master.
Pshaw, is this the time to be thinking about these things?
Seeing that these people were all reaching for their guns, Ling Yi didn't hesitate and quickly pulled the trigger of his pistol.
With a speed of three shots per second, the magazine was emptied in an instant, and four corpses lay at the alley entrance.
These bodies were all hit by at least two bullets, and at least one of them hit a vital organ.
Although Ling Yi didn't know how to use a gun, the original owner of this body was quite skilled with a gun under his uncle's training, especially at such close range.
Most importantly, it was Ling Yi's firing speed.
Three shots in one second—that's not something an ordinary person can easily do.
Clearly, the boost Ling Yi received after Young Master Bill far exceeded Ling Yi expectations.
This should appear to be an all-around boost: strength, defense, reaction time, speed, and so on.
Soon, four more streams of heat surged up, and Ling Yi could clearly feel that he was now several times stronger.
Not only that, Ling Yi also gained some new memories.
It's about boxing, and it's about marksmanship.
Clearly, among these people are boxers and marksmen.
Ling Yi stared blankly at the corpse on the ground.
Good heavens, Bant had just told me that the biggest Gray Gang family in Donglai District was the Bill Family.
He would kill the Young Master of the Bill Family right now.
When did I become so impulsive?
What do we do now?
Being hunted by the Bill Family is inevitable; in fact, it's quite possible that he will not only be hunted by the Bill Family but also be wanted by the Donglai District's police.
Thinking about the relationship between the Bill Family and the inspectors of Donglai District, Ling Yi could basically guess what he would face next.
Just then, Bant's voice came through the walkie-talkie on Ling Yi's waist.
"Ling, I heard gunshots. Are you alright?"
Ling Yi took off the walkie-talkie, remained silent for a long while, and then replied, "I took care of Young Master Bill."
There was a long silence on the other end of the walkie-talkie before a reply came, "Ling, don't try to run away. If you kill Young Master Bill, you won't escape."
Ling Yi frowned. Was this Bant threatening him?
But what Bant said next stunned Ling Yi.
"If you want to live, there's only one way: kill the entire Bill Family, and you must do it before dawn tomorrow."
"The bureau chief went to a charity dinner hosted by the mayor and won't be back until tomorrow."
"If you wipe out the Bill Family before the director returns, you'll not only survive, but he'll also value you highly."
"Why?" Ling Yi didn't quite understand.
"Our bureau chief has long wanted to get involved in the business of Donglai District, but he hasn't dared to take any action because he's wary of the Bill Family."
"If you really wipe out the Ber family, the chief will only thank you."
"Not just the director, we will all thank you, provided you can wipe out the Bill Family."
"Ling, remember, this is Gotham City."
Upon hearing Bant's words, Ling Yi suddenly felt as if his Ren and Du meridians had been opened.
Yes, this is Gotham City, and here, there are almost no good people.
Ling Yi's expression became more flamboyant, and he grinned, " Bant, get the champagne ready. We'll celebrate when I get back tomorrow morning."
"We'll have to wait until you get back."
Clearly, Bant didn't believe that Ling Yi alone could truly destroy the Bill Family.
Now, Bant is thinking about how to escape.
Ling Yi was his partner, although they had only worked together for a day, but the Bill Family was not one to be reasonable.
Young Master Bill is the only son of the Bill Family, so Old Bill will surely be Thunder.
Whether it's Bant or the police station in the Special District, they are likely to suffer Old Bill's furious retaliation because of Ling Yi's involvement.
Are we just waiting to die if we don't run away?
Just as Bant was lost in thought, Ling Yi's voice came through the walkie-talkie.
" Bant, you know, I'm a newbie. I need to know some information, at least I need to know where Old Bill lives."
At this moment, Ling Yi was searching the corpses for usable equipment while simultaneously pressing the call button on his walkie-talkie.
Five pistols, seven magazines.
Two daggers, a box of cigars, three Turkey, and a bag of cash.
" Bant, I'm sorry to have dragged you into this, but I didn't expect to win such a big prize on my first mission."
Because all the guns used the same type of ammunition, Ling Yi kept only three guns and threw the rest into the nearby trash can.
At the same time, he put a cigar in his mouth and lit it with Turkey.
"Cough cough, whew, that's pretty strong!" The cigar has a strong aroma, but it's also quite potent when you take a big gulp. If an ordinary person were to take just one puff, they would probably get dizzy.
But Ling Yi's body is now completely different from before. The energy of the five people has strengthened Ling Yi's physical strength fivefold in all aspects, from the inside out.
Ling Yi was a heavy smoker in his previous life, smoking at least two packs a day, sometimes three, and he smoked for over twenty years.
He didn't die from lung cancer but instead transmigrated; it's practically MU Online.
Ling Yi had smoked cigars before, but he had never smoked a cell phone with such a strong kick.
No wonder many people say that cigars are not for smoking, but for sipping; once lit and smoking, that's considered smoking.
Ling Yi didn't know was that from the moment he shot and killed Young Master Bill, his mindset had been Changes.
In the DC World, a Reckless Man and a Madness are about to appear.
The more reckless you are, the stronger you become; the stronger you become, the more reckless you become; the stronger you become, the more insane you become; the more insane you become, the more mad you become.
Ling Yi took another puff of his cigar before looking out into the alley and muttering, "Hey, such a commotion, and nobody's even gathered around to watch."
He then pressed the talk button on the walkie-talkie again. " Bant, we're partners, we should never abandon each other."
However, this time Ling Yi used a public channel instead of a personal channel.
As soon as Ling Yi said that on the public channel, two people replied instantly.
" Bant, are you bullying the newbie again?"
"Ling? What happened over there? Do you need us to come and help?"
The thought flashed through Ling Yi's mind. He narrowed his eyes and quickly said, " Bant's body is stuck. He needs your help. You know Bant's size; I can't handle him alone."
"We're right outside Newt Fast Food. Bant having trouble breathing, and I'm worried something might happen. You'd better hurry."
At that moment, the fat man, Bant, parked the car on the side of the road and slammed his two fat hands hard on the steering wheel.
"This guy is going to drag even more people down with him."