It’s not their fault.

Although they are all American elites who have been handling guns since childhood, they can't stand the fact that the other party is a shameless hanger-on!

The white-eye-like perspective provides Lin Zhongtian with an all-round perspective without blind spots.

The firearms experience and knowledge he gained from the bald strong man, as well as Lin Zhongtian's own precise control of his body muscles, made his shooting skills swift and accurate.

Within the shooting range, as long as there is no excessive influence of natural environment such as wind speed, almost every bullet will hit the target, comparable to automatic aiming.

In addition, the gray fog energy can strengthen the body and accelerate healing, allowing him to ignore bullets and forcibly lock blood.

Faced with such a wall-hanger with both perspective auto-aim and health lock activated, let alone these scavengers who are not combatants, even if the protagonist of the movie series John Wick stood here, he would not dare to confront Lin Zhongtian head-on.

“Da da da—”

The AR-15's muzzle fire kept spitting out flames, accurately hitting every scavenger who dared to poke his head out.

After firing a volley of bullets, Lin Zhongtian quickly hid behind an abandoned car and changed the magazine.

The scavengers hiding behind the bunkers seized the opportunity, popped their heads out from behind the bunkers, and fired wildly in the direction of Lin Zhongtian. The abandoned car was naturally also within their concentrated fire target.

“Da da da—”

Bullets of various types cut through the air and easily penetrated the rusty iron body of the car.

Lin Zhongtian changed the bullets and sighed helplessly as he looked at the seven or eight wounds on his waist and ribs.

Sure enough, the movies are all lies...

This junky car has no bulletproof capabilities at all!

Fortunately, he is a blood-locking wall-hanger, otherwise this body that he just took over would have died here tonight.

Lin Zhongtian jumped out from behind the cover holding a rifle and pulled the trigger continuously in mid-air.

Seven bullets shot out of the gun barrel and accurately hit seven hideous-looking heads.

Lin Zhongtian rolled to the ground, then knelt on one knee and fired at the target with standard tactical movements.

He took all the bullets fired at him, as long as they were not aimed at his head.

After firing the three magazines he stole from the bald sturdy man, the man in the forest threw away the AR15 rifle in his hand, pulled out the M1911 pistol from his waist, and walked forward without dodging while calmly aiming at the enemy and shooting.

When Lin Zhongtian walked to the front of the house, only a few sporadic gunshots were heard from all directions.

The others were either frightened by Lin Zhongtian or thought they had met Satan.

Otherwise, Lin Zhongtian would really send him to hell to meet Satan...

Looking at the scavenger hiding behind the sandbags and changing the magazine with trembling hands, Lin Zhongtian raised the corner of his mouth, leaned over the sandbag, knocked on the sandbag with the butt of his gun, and greeted him politely.

"Hello, where is your boss?"

"……?"

The sudden sound made the scavenger tremble. He raised his head with a stiff neck and looked up.

He saw a handsome face peeking out from above the sandbag and looking at him. The smile on that face was clear and sunny, and there was a hint of dark red in the ink-black pupils, like the flames emerging from hell, which made him have a slight hallucination.

"Lucifer!"

The scavenger muttered a word, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted from fright.

"Hey, answer my question first!"

Lin Zhongtian wordlessly poked his head with the barrel of the gun. Seeing that he had no reaction, he turned over and jumped over the sandbag. Ignoring the gunshots coming from both sides, he walked straight to the front of the house.

“Boom boom boom—”

"Anyone there?"

Lin Zhongtian knocked on the door politely.

After about ten seconds, a scavenger armed with a shotgun carefully opened the door.

Perhaps frightened by the terrible noise outside the house, the other party did not dare to shoot immediately. He just pointed the gun at Lin Zhongtian and said in a hoarse voice: "The boss wants to see you."

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "He dares to see me?"

The scavenger holding the shotgun choked when he heard this, with a strange expression on his face, not knowing how to respond.

Lin Zhongtian didn't want him to reply, so he nodded and praised, "Not bad, you have some courage."

After saying that, Lin Zhongtian pushed open the door and walked into the house calmly under the muzzles of three shotguns.

Not long after, Lin Zhongtian walked into a bulletproof safe house. Inside the house were five fully armed bodyguards standing separately, and a blond middle-aged man wearing a dark red suit and holding a silver revolver.

He should be the boss of the Los Angeles Cleanup Organization...

Looks younger than the old man named Charlie in New York.

Lin Zhongtian looked at him with interest.

At the same time, the blond middle-aged man was also secretly looking at Lin Zhongtian.

Seeing that he looked like a mixed-race boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, the fear and tension in the blond man's heart gradually disappeared, replaced by his previous calmness and composure.

"Who are you?"

The blond man asked in a deep voice, gripping the revolver in his hand tightly.

Lin Zhongtian smiled and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you have the information I want."

The blond man frowned. "What news?"

Lin Zhongtian stroked the M1911 in his hand, chuckled and said, "At 8:21 this evening, three black cars broke into the home of Congressman Mr. Zhou and shot and killed Mr. Zhou's family and three friends who came to visit. Afterwards, your people dealt with the bodies of Mr. Zhou and others..."

The blond man sneered, "Is this what you came here for?"

Lin Zhongtian nodded: "Yes, I want to know who placed this order with you."

The blond man and the bodyguards around him looked at each other, and the expressions on everyone's faces gradually became strange.

The next second, everyone in the room burst into laughter, as if they had heard something extremely funny.

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, his expression normal, and waited until they finished laughing before politely asking, "Can you tell me now?"

The blond man laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He covered his stomach with his right hand that was holding the revolver, and pressed down with his left hand, signaling Lin Zhongtian not to worry.

After recovering from the shock, the blond man smiled and asked, "Little guy, do you know the Continental Hotel?"

Lin Zhongtian nodded: "I know."

The blond man asked again, "What about the high table?"

Lin Zhongtian nodded again: "I know that too."

The blond man said with a smile: "Since you know everything, you should also know that everything is under the High Table. No one can go against the will of the High Table, and the same is true for me. If you want to get the client's information from me, you want me to break the rules of the High Table. People who break the rules often have only one destination, and that is death."

When he said the last sentence, the golden man's face darkened and he said coldly: "Since you want me to die, then I can only ask you to die first!"

After saying that, the blond man was about to raise the revolver in his hand, and the bodyguards standing around him also drew their guns.

At this critical moment, Lin Zhongtian shouted: "Wait!"

The blond man frowned, raised his hand to stop his subordinate, and said calmly: "Do you have any last words?"

Lin Zhongtian glanced at the five bodyguards standing apart, and then at the three big men holding shotguns behind him. He looked at the blond man with a strange expression and asked doubtfully, "I say, don't you have any surveillance here?"

The blond man frowned. “Of course.”

Lin Zhongtian was even more confused: "How dare you attack me with surveillance? Didn't you see how I slaughtered your men?"

The blond man had a bad feeling in his heart, and his eyes passed Lin Zhongtian and looked at the three people behind him.

"Where are Rod and Dill?"

The blond man asked in a deep voice.

The three men holding shotguns looked at each other and whispered, "They...seem to have run away."

The blond man couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Run away?!"

Lin Zhongtian was frowning, probably because the cheat he used was too violent and scared away the two people who were guarding and monitoring him. As a result, the blond man and others only knew that he had killed his way in alone and were unaware that he had also used the health-locking cheat.

No wonder these people didn't show too much fear.

In their minds, Lin Zhongtian is at most a John Wick-like character.

No matter how strong John Wick is, he is still made of flesh and blood and will die if he is shot.

"I see……"

"In that case, I have nothing more to say!"

Lin Zhongtian sighed, then decisively raised the gun and pulled the trigger.