Chapter 22: Detective at the Casino

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Luo Yajun appeared suddenly at the door and acted like Rambo with a cigarette in his mouth while firing his gun.

Detective Luo acted quicly with a submachine gun in his hand, and he fired rapidly into the crowd of thugs.

The gangsters who were closer to the door were blown up by the grenade, and the rest were knocked down by the shockwave, leaving them in a daze.

Luo Yajun, who initiated the surprise attack, had the advantage so far in the fight, but this advantage did not last long.

After the initial schock, the gangsters quickly organized a counterattack but were still suppressed by the detective's submachine gun.

Weapons like submachine guns with high fire rates are good at covering fire because, even if it isn't the most accurate shot, no one would risk jumming in the froth of a hail of bullets. Luo Yajun soon had to find cover as the gansters started to fire back. He flipped a roulette table and used it as cover as he was shot at.

Chu Cheng believed the detective was very frank. He spoke about killing people and burying bodies during the day. He acted indifferent to the crimes of the gag in front of Chu Cheng, but shortly after, he barged into the gang's headhunts and began killing.

What a good guy! On the surface, he acted like he was leaving to get off work at the end of the day, but in the end, he went alone into the gang headquarters.

This is unacceptable.

In Chu Cheng's eyes, all the thugs in the hall were not only criminals but also walking exps waiting to be harvested. Every time one of them was knocked down by Luo Yajun's bullets, it meant that Chu Cheng's potential hero points were behaving less and less, leading to a big loss on his end.

I need to act fast.

There was someone who attracted the aggro, so Chu Cheng didn't have to be as cautious as before. Batman directly descended from the air under the cover of a shadow, approached the two gangsters standing at the back, and directly hit them both.

The firefight and deafening gunfire covered the sound of his actions and attacks. In addition, everyone was concentrating on Luo Yajun, and no one noticed that someone in the back was attacking.

It's very similar to when Chu Cheng played competitive games in the past, where someone ganks from behind while someone else attracts aggro.

Chu Cheng soon discovered that Detective Luo also had a lot of things. One person faced so many opponents at the same time and suppressed them.

He moved and adjusted while shooting, always looking for cover to avoid the opponent's gun line, and at the same time constantly keeping the enemy in his field of vision throughout the fight.

If you look down from the perspective of God, it is comparable to the protagonist in the anti-war drama rushing into the enemy's camp, wearing a shield that is suspected of being an AT force field but is actually the protagonist's halo, automatically immune to all bullets from the opponent, and single-handedly holding back an army.

And such a fandom has actually become a reality here. Luo Yajun seems to be able to see through each of the thuugs plans and predict all their moves while avoiding the gunfire.

He swiftly moves with precision, maneuvering around tables, chairs, and columns, which gives him cover. And he can shoot without fail; even if the enemy is behind cover, he is able to hit them by angling his shots.

After a short while, everyone in the hall was knocked to the ground.

Batman attacked from behind the enemy, sneaking the whole time in the shadows while the sound of gunshots muffled his actions, plus, as a stealth master, he was able to avoid Luo Yajun, who didn't see him the entire time.

But just because you didn't see it doesn't mean you didn't notice it.

All twenty-two enemies in the hall were brought down. With a cigarette in his mouth and a gun on his shoulder, Luo Yajun stood up behind the gambling table full of bullet craters, walked through the hall full of blood and gunpowder smoke, and fell into deep thought.

If it were someone else, it might be difficult to judge how many of them were killed after such a fierce and chaotic shootout. To put it bluntly, a shootout like this is actually a confrontation of firepower.

After such a chaotic firefight, people are often left in a daze, with many lives lost.

But Luo Yajun is different. He knew exactly where each of his bullets had gone. There were twenty-two people in the hall. It looked like he got them all, but he knew that he only killed nine of them.

The remaining thirteen were not his work but someone else's.

The most frightening thing was that he could only speculate who did this, as he didn't notice the existence of that person at all during the battle.

Luo Yajun frowned.

This kind of thing is almost unheard of. He is quite confident in his abilities, and with every slight change in the battle situation, every enemy's position and action are under his control. Even if the other party is a special person, he is confident that it is impossible to completely avoid his view.

But someone just did it.

It looked like he took care of all the thugs by himself, but he knew that at least thirteen thugs were taken down by someone else.

There was something else here who moved like a ghost, silently droning over the battle, wielding a sythe like an agent of death.

It killed thirteen people casually in the middle of the battle without his realizing it.

"interesting."

After figuring this out, instead of fear, Luo Yajun laughed out loud. He looked around the messy and empty hall, lit a new cigarette, and after a bit, he continued to walk in the depths of Casion, walking over the aftermath of the battle.

He couldn't find where the "ghost" was, so he simply stopped looking.

In any case, the purpose of his trip will not change.

In fact, the purpose is very simple. Luo Yajun feels that he should be regarded as a very easy-to-understand person. In his opinion, some people in the city are like maggots in the gutter, which is fine if you don't usually see them, but once you see them, you will feel sick, and if you don't get rid of them, you will never sleep well.

He wanted to come, so he came. Just like when he broke the neck of the crimial in the interrogation room, it was just a whim.

Just like the billionaires in Gotham who put on capes and fly out to beat people up on a whim. Many people always have various hobbies, and when they have a whim, they act on it. Agent Luo's personal hobby happens to be dealing with scum.

Besides, it was part of his plan to clean up the infection.

If all potential infection targets are killed, the infection will not be able to spread, right?

There are several reasons and evidence, the main one being his instinct.

Luo Yajun walked in front, and Batman followed silently in the shadows.

While operating Batman, Chu Cheng also felt a little strange in his heart.

Listening to the conversation of the two minions just now, their gang leaders should all gather inside for a meeting. The shootout just now was quite intense; it was so loud that it should have immediately alerted the leaders.

After all that noise, shouldn't there have been some kind of reaction from the leaders?

Finding the internal conference room, Luo Yajun first emptied the entire magazine through the door to show friendship. After shooting, he kicked the door open and strode in.

But there was no one there. But the table was a mess, with smashed food and cigarette butts that had not been extinguished.

There are many indications that there were people here a few minutes ago.

Luo Yajun soon found an inconspicuous small door in the room. It seems that these thugs have thought about the possibility of such a day when they first built the casino, and they have already prepared their way out.

The gang leaders who were in the meeting were indeed sneaking out through the back door under the leadership of their leader, Nagase Tomohiko, at this moment, and they just ran into the underground parking lot.

Nagase Tomohiko was cursing while running from the bottom of his heart and also felt that recently he had been very unlucky.

Killing an unknown person casually turned out to be a disaster haunting him these past few days. He was so overwhelmed and still hadn't figured out a single thing. Today, a group of crazy lunatics appeared out of nowhere and raided his lair. It's like being bitten by a dog when you go out, hit by a car while walking, drinking cold water between your teeth, and buying a box of instant noodles. Why don't you give me a fork?

But it doesn't matter.

He has worked his way up from the bottom of the organization to where he is now, and it is not uncommon for him to experience worse times. He is confident that he can make a comeback.

Suddenly, all the lights in the underground parking lot suddenly went out, and the endless darkness spread through the entire parking lot. The leaders who were fleeing felt their hearts tense at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a voice that made their hair stand on end seemed to be riding a cold wind, echoing in the empty parking lot.

They heard laughter.