Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress Chapter 1658 - My Gun Recognizes Its Master

Chapter 1658: My Gun Recognizes Its Master

At the same time, Xu Zhenyu and the gang’s mission had reached an impa.s.se.

Although the basic facilities in the bas.e.m.e.nt were rather perfect, spending a long time at a place could make a person irritable. Luckily, they were soldiers who had undergone the strictest training. If they were normal people, they would not be able to tolerate it for a long time.

Ever since they entered the East, they had two reconnaissance missions in total!

After that, it was over for them!

And the main culprit who caused their doom was Ninth Si!

Ninth Si was clearly a third party in their missions and was responsible for cooperating with their movement. Who knew that after the previous operation drill, the headquarters would order all partic.i.p.ants in the mission to follow his commands.

In the end, this rascal tossed twenty over of them into the bas.e.m.e.nt and went into hiding for half a month. They were all rotting underground.

One could imagine how gloomy Xu Zhenyu was feeling.

He had wanted to find Ninth Si for a fight, but he never had the chance to do so.

Si Yiyan sat on the sofa and wiped his gun.

This was the first time Xu Zhenyu had witnessed Ninth Si’s weapon. Just like the others, his was beautiful yet deadly, powerful and elegant.

“What is that gun’s name?” Xu Zhenyu asked.

The gun was slightly different from others. The barrel of the gun was slightly longer and resplendent. The entire structure of the gun was gorgeous, and the lines on the body of the gun were smooth and st.u.r.dy. It exuded the tough quality of cold metal.

“Killer—”

Cackling sounds filled the air as Si Yiyan disa.s.sembled the gun in his hand. The entire process took less than a second. His slender fingers were beautiful as if they were carved out of jade, and along with the silver parts of the gun, they looked cold as ice.

“Phwwhht phwoooh!” His movements were so perfect that Xu Zhenyu could not help but gave him a whistle. “What a fierce and deadly gun.”

This was not a gun that normal people could use.

Even he was unable to have such perfect control over it.

It was hard to tell if he was praising the gun or the person.

A wicked thought popped up in his head as he wondered if Wen Xinya knew about this cold-hearted killer side of Ninth Si.

“You flatter me!” Si Yiyan’s expression was indifferent as he watched the gun in his hand turn into a pile of parts. There was a destructive energy about him.

Who was flattering him!

He even acted all arrogant without shame. Xu Zhenyu felt a lump in his throat and his eyes watered.

“Hey! You are just sitting here checking your weapon, so does that mean we are about to make our move soon? F*ck… We’ve been here for half a month already. If we continue staying here, there’ll be mold growing on me soon.”

Xu Zhenyu said rudely. No matter what, he could not stand him.

“Mmmh!” Si Yiyan’s expression was cold. His thin lips tightly formed into a straight line, making him look profound and strict. His entire body was as rigid as a statue.

“Ninth Si, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Will it kill you to say a few more words! Wen Xinya is not here, so who are you trying to act cool for.”

Xu Zhenyu wanted to just rush up to him and give him a good punch.

He could not understand why Wen Xinya would like such a silent and closed off man.

“You are too noisy!” Si Yiyan gave him a cold glance as he rea.s.sembled the gun in his hand slowly, unlike the destructive speed earlier when he took it apart.

When he a.s.sembled his gun, he did it slowly but with grace and cla.s.s. His murderous and menacing vibe was rather hair-raising.

“If you are a man, fight with me.” Xu Zhenyu started to take off the heavy jacket on him. It was as if he would not give up without a fight.

“Now’s not the time,” Si Yiyan replied without even lifting his head.

The clicking sounds continued along with his movements.

Xu Zhenyu thought about the question he had asked before—if they were going to make a move soon—and his reply was “mmh” so…

“Son of a b*tch!” Xu Zhenyu cussed out loud.

This Ninth Si was even harder to handle than Wen Xinya. This couple must be born to crush him!

“Please don’t disturb me.” Si Yiyan put the last part of the gun in place, then looked up at Xu Zhenyu and added, “Also, I don’t like second-hand smoke.”

In Si Yiyan’s hands, Killer gave out a lethal aura.

It was no longer just fierce and resplendent like before.

This was the true menace of a killer.

It was just as formidable as its owner!

It was the king of killers, which accompanied its owner through various battles, bloodbaths and life-and-death situations.

Xu Zhenyu took out the cigarette in his mouth and smashed it onto the ground. He then stomped on it before cursing. “b.a.s.t.a.r.d, I’ve tolerated you for a long time.”

With that, Xu Zhenyu pounced on Si Yiyan and s.n.a.t.c.hed the gun away from him. He swiftly turned the gun around with a finger seamlessly.

However, he did not even have the time to gloat.

In the next second, Si Yiyan retaliated. He grabbed his wrist and there was a loud “pop” as he dislocated it. Si Yiyan then took back the gun from his hand.

Xu Zhenyu was in pain and was also completely riled up with anger and violence…

Si Yiyan took a few steps back and aimed the gun at Xu Zhenyu. He then pulled the trigger and a bullet flew towards Xu Zhenyu with a loud “bang”.

Xu Zhenyu’s pupils immediately dilated, dumbfounded. He was too shocked to even remember to dodge.

The bullet whizzed past his ear and scratched his sleeve, before hitting the wall.

The entire series of movements only took 5 seconds.

In just 5 seconds, Xu Zhenyu and Si Yiyan fought and sized each other up.

Hearing the gunshot, everybody in the bas.e.m.e.nt rushed forward, armed with their submachine guns. There was a dull, rhythmic sound as they ran with their heavy military boots.

Upon seeing the situation in front of them, their minds went blank!

What exactly was going on?

Friendly fire? Internal strife?

“Sorry! Seems like my gun recognizes its master.” Si Yiyan calmly kept his gun.

For these people, their weapons were like their second lives. If you s.n.a.t.c.hed one’s weapon, you would naturally be killed if you were an enemy. Even if you were an ally, shots would be fired as a warning.

Xu Zhenyu stared at him and said, “I was too ras.h.!.+”

How did it feel to be aimed at by Ninth Si’s gun?

It felt as if he was paralyzed and was unable to move for a moment.

The strong could prove their strength using a gun.

Today, he was indeed too rash. Although he was different from Ninth Si, they were both killers. He should know better than anyone what a weapon meant to them.

He could not provoke Ninth Si just because he did not like him.