Chapter 187 Defense

Li Ang returned to the car, looked through the atlas, and started the car to drive to the center of the city.

He didn't go directly to Hudson Road, but made a small detour, drove to a certain street, got out of the car and burrowed into the alley, sneaked to the backyard of an ATF-authorized secondary weapons dealer gun shop, and put on gloves three times Five divided two pried open the combination lock, alarm system, and main power supply, and entered the gun shop in the dark.

In the United States, you can drink alcohol at the age of 21, but you can buy guns at the age of 18, and you can enter the shooting range to practice gun shooting at the age of 5 under the guidance of your parents.

Sometimes after a shooting in the United States, large supermarkets will remove shooting video games from the shelves (because video games can cause violent tendencies among teenagers), but there are still all kinds of guns on the supermarket shelves, which can be bought for a few hundred dollars last one.

Really have you, America.

As an ordinary male high school student who keeps himself safe and never buys a gun,

Li Ang's entry into the American gun store is like grandma Liu's entry into the Grand View Garden, amazed at the dazzling array of shelves.

"M249 semi-auto civilian, SCAR 17S, HK417 semi-auto civilian, M1911R1, Remington 700, Barrett M82A1, helmet, scope, night vision, crossbow, bow..."

Li Ang said with emotion, "Visit Hai Lan's home twice a year, and every time I have a new feeling."

Although the assault rifles in the gun shop are only semi-automatic for civilian use, the rule is that they are dead and people are alive, and they can become fully automatic with a little modification (such as installing a bump stock)-American arms dealers also like to take off their guns. Pants farting and deception.

Miss Chai's head popped out of his neck, and she glanced at the supermarket-like gun shop, "There are so many guns, how many do you have?"

"How many?"

Li Ang waved his hand, "It's too dangerous to keep these guns in the shop, of course we have to empty them all."

He picked out a few guns that hit the ammunition and put them in the backpack rack, then took out a large piece of plastic film and placed it in the open space in the middle of the gun shop, and asked Miss Chai to bring down all the shelves and stack them on the plastic film.

Then, Li Ang took out the [Automated Pet Breeding Box], and sent all the guns and ammunition from the entire gun shop into the breeding box, so that the earthworms and bees that lived inside could also smell the free air from America.

It only took Li Ang ten minutes to evacuate the entire gun store, and then he immediately returned to the car and headed to the Iceberg Club at No. 17 Hudson Road.

This club is located in a remote street in downtown Frankfurt. Although it is remote, the interior decoration is extremely luxurious. Until late at night, there are young men and women in beautiful clothes standing at the main entrance, waiting in line.

Li Ang wore this look of a sloppy white old lady, not to mention queuing up to enter the nightclub, as long as he didn't get punched out.

This era of looking at faces.

Li Ang parked the car in the distance, walked into a dark alley by himself, climbed the wall to the roof, leaped and dashed on the roofs of each building, and arrived at the building where the Bingshan Club was located.

"It's here."

Li Ang stood on the edge of the roof and looked down. The secret side door of the club was located between two alleys. At this time, there were only two strong men in suits with big arms and round waists standing at the door, quite vicious.

Li Ang looked at the distance and jumped directly from the rooftop.

The bodyguard standing on the left side of the side door only heard a whistling sound above his head, raised his head subconsciously, and saw a pair of feet belonging to the old lady falling from the sky and falling straight towards him.

Boom.

The bodyguard's face was used as a cushion by Li Ang, and he fell to the ground in an instant, a little blood spouted from the corner of his mouth, and passed out.

Before the other bodyguard could see what happened, he was hit in the chest by Li Ang's palm, smashing his whole body into the masonry wall, and collapsed on the ground weakly.

Li Ang straightened up slowly, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, picked up the bodyguard lying on the ground, took off his suit, tie, and sunglasses, put them on for himself, and opened the side door to enter the club.

In the club, the music was loud, and men and women danced to the electronic music, shaking their hair and heads.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the edge of the dance floor near the bar. A young Asian man was dragged away from the bar by two security guards who were around him, and he was pressed to the ground and beaten violently.

Everyone around screamed and retreated, leaving an open space.

"Call the police, call the police for me,"

The beaten man was pushed to the ground, with blood in his teeth, "I saw they wanted to send this drugged girl to the VIP room..."

Pointing to a drunken, delirious woman lying on the edge of the bar, he kept calling out to the crowd for help, begging them to call Frankfurt officials.

"Keep your mouth clean!"

With grim faces, two security guards turned him over and punched him in the mouth, breaking several of his teeth alive.

The man was delirious and on the verge of fainting,

A security guard dragged him away from the nightclub like a dead dog, while another security guard explained to the surrounding people that the man was knocked out of the compound, talking nonsense, and repeatedly apologized to the startled guests.

"What are you doing?!"

Li Ang, who was wearing a security uniform, came over. He frowned, put his hands behind his back, and looked like a senior official, "Put him down soon?"

At this time, although he still looked like a white old lady, he was wearing a suit and leather shoes, and he was very imposing. The two bodyguards had never seen him before, and they didn't know his identity. They raised their fists for a while, not knowing what to do.

A security guard tentatively asked, "Are you..."

"I?"

Li Ang snorted coldly, and took out a gun shop business card from his pocket, "I am a senior FBI investigator, Judy Stein, and I am investigating a transnational criminal group called the Black Organization.

They produced a poisonous drug called APTX4869 and put it in various nightclubs to observe the effect of the drug.

The one in your hand is my informant, known as Edogawa Conan, why don't you put him down quickly? "

Maoyan's illusion function made the two security guards see the gun shop's business card as an FBI ID. They looked at each other, obviously unable to believe this nonsense.

At this time, the security director of the nightclub behind the crowd saw the situation through the monitoring screen on the tablet

Through the intercom headset, he issued orders directly, and asked several security personnel around to come over to stop the riot.

As an old Jianghu, he naturally wouldn't believe this nonsense, not to mention that this nightclub belonged to Felix Miller, the most powerful person in the city, who would investigate, who would dare to investigate?

As for this fat woman who claims to be the FBI... probably some kind of neuropathy with a sick brain,

Ask your subordinates to restrain her and check her identity. If it is true, she will be beaten and thrown out. If it is false, there is no background...

hehe.

At this time, the electronic music in the nightclub has stopped,

Under the command of the security supervisor, several security guards walked over the crowd towards Li Ang, but before they got close, Li Ang took out his pistol and turned around to aim at a security guard's head.

The action of him brazenly drawing his gun shocked all the security personnel, and they took half a step back to show that they were not hostile.

A bodyguard who appeared to be of the highest rank put his hands on his chest and said sincerely, "Madam Investigator, we are willing to cooperate with your work..."

Li Ang didn't listen, he pulled the trigger directly,

Glock's gunshots were muffled and loud, and the security guard still maintained a shocked expression on his face. A hole was cut between his eyebrows, his eyes lost their expression in an instant, and he fell to the ground.

It took several seconds for the men and women in the nightclub, who were still immersed in the sound of music, to realize what had happened. There were screams one after another, and the crowd rushed towards the gate.

Li Ang didn't even look at the corpse on the ground, and said cursingly: "Damn, you dare to attack the FBI? Then no wonder I'm acting in self-defense!"

Who the hell attacked you? ! We obviously haven't done anything yet!

A group of security guards immediately stretched their hands to their waists, ready to draw their guns to shoot, but Li Ang moved faster than them. He passed the pistol trigger guard with his right middle finger, pulled the gun forward with his left hand, and shot forward.

This shooting mode is called "collision fire". The first bullet is fired by pulling the firearm forward, and then the remaining bullets will be fired at high speed driven by the recoil of the firearm, which can make the semi-automatic weapon fully automatic.

Under Li Ang's precise control, the extremely inaccurate collision shot hit the foreheads of all the security guards in front, killing them all and falling to the ground.

At this time, the two security guards behind him hastily let go of the badly beaten Asian man, and just about to draw out their guns to shoot, they saw Li Ang swung the pistol and clamped the gun body under his armpit, like The back of the head seemed to have eyes, and he fired two shots behind him.

bang bang.

Two security guards died and fell to the ground. The Asian young man who was slumped on the ground felt the warm pool of blood under his body, and his bruised and swollen face was full of confusion.