Chapter 136: Killing Point

  Against a backdrop of crimson sunset, the plane landed at Pochentong Airport.

  Mu Yan followed the crowd out of the plane and soon saw a young Chinese man holding a sign and waving it non-stop.

  Mù Yán walked over, and upon seeing him approach, the man immediately smiled and said: "Is that Mr. Mù?"

  Mu Yan nodded slightly, which was tantamount to acquiescence.

  The young man smiled, revealing a set of pearly white teeth: "My Huaxia name is Li Junjie, you can call me Junjie. Grandma has been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me!"

  Mu Yan nodded again and followed him.

  When they arrived at the airport entrance, Li Junjie drove up in a Jeep. The car looked like it was still new, but it was covered in mud and gave people a dirty feeling.

  Of course Mu Yan didn't mind and followed Li Junjie onto the jeep.

  The jeep sped along the highway with Mu Yan, who looked at him and asked in a puzzled tone: "Jun Jie, where are we going?"

  Li Junjie glanced at Mu Yan sitting next to him and said, "Mr. Mu contacted Hua Hua yesterday, and she immediately went to find that guy named Su Zihao. However, the result might be a bit disappointing for you. Su Zihao stayed in a hotel on the outskirts of town last night and left early this morning in someone else's car."

  "Whose car?" Mu Yan asked.

  "This I'm afraid I can't tell you for now, let's just say it's been arranged by Auntie, we'll talk about it when we meet!" Li Junjie said.

  Mu Yan looked at Li Junjie's very determined attitude and didn't say anything else.

  Almost an hour later, the sky was completely dark, and the headlights of the Jeep were also lit up. At this time, the car had already been driving on a dirt road, which also explained why the seemingly new Jeep's body was covered in mud.

  "Are we going to the harbor?" Mu Yan asked.

  "Of course, you should know that our church is just on the mountain not far from the harbor!" Li Junjie said.

  It wasn't long before another hour had passed, and Li Junjie's speed suddenly slowed down. One hand grasped the steering wheel, while the other hand pulled out a pistol from under the car seat.

  "What's going on? Has it been chaotic here in Hong Kong recently? Even people from your church dare to make a move?" Mu Yan asked.

  "Haha, those Vietnamese guys, recently had a very intense conflict with the people from the upper school. After dark, it's very dangerous to be outside the harbor, and even during the day, it's not that safe either. Since this place is not under the protection of the instructors, many shameless guys take advantage of the chaos to come out and loot."

  "Bang! Bang!"

  Just as Li Junjie was explaining, two gunshots were heard from a nearby place. Li Junjie immediately turned off the car's headlights and stopped the car by the side of the road. Then he took out a Browning revolver from behind his back and handed it to Mu Yan.

  Muyan took one look at the gun and his eyelid twitched, because this thing was basically an antique with a history of several decades, and it had clearly fired at least several thousand rounds, so how much accuracy it could maintain was already hard to say. At least ten meters away, Muyan didn't have even a shred of guarantee.

  But at this time, Mu Yan didn't have time to think about it either, as he had already entered the forest.

  Soon, Mu Yan saw a guy limping and running towards this side, with two people chasing after him, laughing while chasing.

  The man who was running away seemed to have stepped on something and unfortunately fell down. He immediately fired several shots back, then prepared to get up and continue running. Unfortunately, as soon as he got up, another leg was shot, and the whole person fell to the ground, cursing in a language that even the woodcutter couldn't understand.

  But soon he was silent again, for his bullets were gone, and as he changed the magazine, those two men had already reached his side, one of whom shot him in the head.

  After he was taken down, someone quickly rummaged through his body and soon took some things from him.

  After putting things away, those two people left.

  Just then, Li Junjie walked out of his hiding place and was about to call out to Mu Yan when he was suddenly pulled to the ground, followed by several gunshots.

  "They've found us out long ago and are leading you away!" Mu Yan whispered in Li Junjie's ear, only then did Li Junyan realize that it was Mu Yan who had spoken.

  "There are actually seven or eight people!" Li Junjie soon discovered that the number of opponents far exceeded his own estimate, and his expression became somewhat tense.

  "Hey kid, throw out all your valuables and we'll let you go!" a rough voice suddenly rang out.

  "I am a priest of the church, you dare to move me, mother will..."

  Before Li Junjie could speak, there were several gunshots. Fortunately, Mu Yan pulled Li Junjie away, otherwise Li Junjie would have had a few more holes in his body.

  "Damn it!" Li Junjie cursed.

  "Give me your Type 92!" Mu Yan said in a commanding tone.

  Li Junjie hesitated as soon as Mu Yan asked for his gun.

  "Give it to me if you want to live!" Mu Yan commanded again.

  Hearing Mu Yan's tone that brooked no doubt, Li Junjie still handed the gun in his hand over to Mu Yan.

  Mu Yan handed it over afterwards, and then threw the old antique in his hand to Li Junjie.

  "Go behind that big tree and fire two shots!" Mu Yan ordered.

  Li Junjie hesitated for a moment, then crouched down and slipped behind a nearby large tree. Afterwards, he didn't care where the others were and fired two shots randomly.

  He fired a shot, and instantly more than ten bullets hit the big tree. At the same time, two miserable cries came from not far away.

  "Damn it, Bobby's been killed!" Then someone cursed loudly.

  At the same time as the man's angry scolding, the guide's voice also sounded in Mu Yan's mind.

  Just now, I fired two shots. Because I'm not familiar with the performance of this gun, the first shot only hit the opponent, and the second shot killed him. After killing the opponent, I immediately got 160 evil points and eight kill points.

  Mu Yan remembered that the guide had said that killing people would no longer have evil points as a reward, but just injuring one person would get 160 evil points, which seemed too many. Moreover, killing an obvious veteran who was also a seasoned killer only got 8 kill points, which was a bit too low, although he didn't care much about kill points himself.

  Just as Mu Yan was about to take down the guy who had surrounded him, a light suddenly lit up in the distance, and soon the sound of a Jeep came, and before long, the vehicle arrived nearby.

  Mù Yán only saw a middle-aged woman wearing a nun's clothes, with a cigar in her mouth and both hands holding a heavy machine gun mounted on the jeep. After she took a deep breath of the cigar, a burst of "boom... boom..." sounds were heard, and the heavy machine gun directly swept towards the crowd.