Extracting skills from movies

Some media groups took advantage of the chaos to escape, but some journalists persisted.

A few hotheads even tried to rush towards Du Sheng.
As a result, he was so frightened by a burst of gunfire that he lay on the ground, too scared to move.

They both thought of the same person: Elisa!

That junior reporter from Sony TV became famous before the new year by filming the Mandela school shooting and documenting Du Sheng's heroic actions!
Not only did she win a major award, but she has also become a host, making her a true winner in life.

"Wealth and honor are earned by fighting through mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

This sentence became their motto.

So he searched for cover while relentlessly waiting for an opportunity to take pictures.

Some people were filming the truck hideout, while others were trying to find the right angle to photograph the murderer.

A few quick-thinking individuals have already started taking detours, hoping to capture firsthand information about Du Sheng!
Not far from them, Danor's confidants were mingling in the crowd.

Gunshots rang out, and after Du Sheng shouted, the surrounding crowd scattered, leaving him standing alone to the side.

He originally intended to launch a surprise attack while the chaos was raging, but because he was mixed in with tourists, he only had a pistol on him and didn't dare to bring any long weapons.

Upon seeing the commotion near the makeup truck and spotting a figure resembling the target, he immediately raised his gun and attacked.

Almost at the same time, Du Sheng also caught sight of the suspicious fan, quickly raised his M77 rifle, shouldered it with the butt, and pulled the trigger!

"Bang!" "Bang!!"

Both sides opened fire simultaneously!
A bullet from his trusted aide's pistol grazed Du Sheng's ear and struck the hood of the car, sending sparks flying.

Du Sheng, thanks to his "Gun Mastery LV3/Blue" buff, hit the opponent's body with all three bullets, without missing a single one!
At a distance of over thirty meters, the M77 rifle is no joke.

His trusted aide was struck so hard that he fell backward, limp, and motionless to the ground.

Du Sheng didn't check the result; he immediately retreated behind the car after finishing the attack.

The spot where he had just stood was riddled with holes from more than a dozen bullets.

Shrapnel flew everywhere, and gravel bounced around.

The difference between life and death is as thin as a hair's breadth!
Although Du Sheng was confident that he was invincible with his bare hands and that his body could even withstand two 7.62mm pistol bullets, he had no intention of trying to use bullets with greater power.

He was lucky just now; none of the ricochets from that round of rifle bullets hit him.

The thugs were very agitated because the outcome was far from what they had expected, and the situation was not good.

One of them cursed "fuck" to calm his inner unease.

This is, after all, a beacon city, not the unbridled Moses; they don't have much time to squander.

Du Sheng completely ignored him, glancing around at her.
Several reporters were spotted sneaking around a few dozen meters away, setting up cameras and secretly filming.

Du Sheng gestured to them, trying to find out the bandits' movements.

Unfortunately, these reporters didn't understand; they were only focused on filming.

At this moment, Quentin Tarantino and Leonardo DiCaprio had already climbed onto the rooftop of the theater.

The view is expansive, offering a panoramic view of the entire area.

"Fuck, there are as many as six thugs!"

Quentin Tarantino's eyes widened:

"They even know how to coordinate, they're using crossfire to attack Du Sheng, it's dangerous!"

Once they surround him, Du Sheng will lose his cover and be completely put on the defensive.

Leonardo couldn't help but shout at the top of his lungs:
"Du Sheng! Watch out! They're attacking from multiple directions! They're less than 40 meters away..."

Although he was just an actor, he learned a lot of tactical terms in order to act well in war and action movies.

Quentin Tarantino dodged bullets while cursing:

"Are the Los Angeles Police Department deaf? Why aren't they here yet?"

Upon hearing Leonardo's words from afar, Danor's face darkened, and he roared in Mosaic:
"Kosky, Mandley! Suppressive fire!"
"Costa, Caruso, follow me!"

This is the last chance. If we miss this opportunity, we'll have no hope of making money or getting revenge.

Danor, who is nearing seventy, is really going all out this time.

Several M77 rifles opened fire wildly, suppressing Du Sheng and Ma Yaowei's counterattack.

Meanwhile, Danor, Costa, and Caruso flanked from both sides, like the two pincers of a crab, ready to surround their prey.

Upon hearing Leo's reminder, Du Sheng quickly determined the enemy's approximate location and knew that he could not wait any longer.

If the Los Angeles Police Department hadn't arrived yet, he himself might not be in much trouble, but Ma Yaowei and his bodyguards would likely be doomed here!
He gestured towards Ma Yaowei, silently saying:
"cover me!"

Ma Yaowei lay on the ground, reached out from behind cover with one hand, aimed at the enemy, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Brass cartridge cases sprang out of the gun barrel one by one, steaming hot.

Du Sheng took a deep breath, channeling the power of the "Dragon Elephant" into his entire body. Taking advantage of Yao Wei's suppression of the opponent's firepower, he leaped and pounced behind the neon sign.

After changing positions, I finally got a clear look at the intruder.

He picked up the rifle, his mind at ease, and his finger naturally pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Mandley was hiding behind the Sphinx to cover Danor when he was suddenly hit by a bullet from the flank.

The first shot hit the billboard, the second hit the stone pillar, and the third pierced right into his body!
Du Sheng emptied his magazine in one go, hitting five out of more than ten bullets.

Mandley collapsed without uttering a sound.

Caruso, who was charging around the enemy lines, also let out a scream.

He split up with Danor and took advantage of the chaos to dart behind a food truck.

Just as he took cover inside, gunshots rang out, and a huge light board above him slammed down on his head.

However, the support was precisely pierced by the bullet.

Although Du Sheng was not very familiar with the scene, he was still able to easily handle stationary objects with his skills.

He quickly changed the magazine and then gave Ma Yaowei, who was behind the Mercedes, an OK sign.

Quentin Tarantino's scream echoed from the theater balcony:
"At 5 o'clock! Someone is advancing!"

Kostas heard the shouts, but couldn't understand English, yet he continued to advance rapidly.

Du Sheng, who had just fired a shot and was being pressed back by Danor and his two companions, simply swayed backward.

Kostas saw the figure and, thinking he had been shot, boldly gave chase.

But then, a muffled thud was heard.

"boom!"

One shot to the knee!
Blood splattered everywhere, and Kostas screamed as he fell heavily to the ground.

With the "Gun Mastery LV3/Blue" skill, Du Sheng doesn't need to think at all; his muscle memory automatically completes the aiming and shooting.

With a slight adjustment of the muzzle, two bullets accurately hit Kostas's head!

"Bang bang!!"

Brain matter splattered everywhere, and the head exploded like a watermelon; the scene was extremely bloody.

Du Sheng quickly retreated into cover, his expression indifferent, as if this were just a boring game.

Danor, in the distance, was furious, his eyes blazing with rage, and he roared wildly:

"Costa!!"

These were all his die-hard loyalists, who died tragically right before his eyes.

Even if he's dead, he's still alive and kicking.

Danor completely lost his mind and started firing wildly at the undercarriage of the car.

Seeing his brother's tragic death, Kosky's initial desire to retreat faded, and he too went mad.

The bullets bounced around as if they were free.

They just weren't quite comfortable using the M77 rifle; its firepower and handling were both lacking.

Du Sheng crouched down and stood still.

Countless bullets whizzed past his head, his sides, and his feet, striking the underside of the car and the ground, ricochets flying everywhere.

Some even bounced off the car body, making a "clanging" sound.

Suddenly, something slammed into the outside of his left leg. It wasn't exactly lucky; a ricochet grazed the front wheel and struck the outside of his calf.

Fortunately, his entire body had been enhanced, and his Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill (Level 8/Purple) and Nine Yang Divine Skill (Level 6/Purple) were powerful enough to actually block it.

The bullet didn't penetrate the muscle; it only grazed the skin.

The injury is not serious and can be completely ignored.

As soon as the gunfire from the other side subsided, Du Sheng quickly changed position, raised his gun, and began to return fire.

The M77 rifle has a magazine with 20 rounds, it's not unlimited.

Danor gritted his teeth; there was no way to retreat now, so he could only huddle in a corner to change magazines.

On the other side, Koski was also firmly suppressed by Ma Yaowei and unable to move.

It's now a 2 vs 2 situation!
Du Sheng decisively rushed out from behind the car and quickly changed position using his own advantages.

They also fired a few shots at the bottom of the mobile vehicle to prevent the enemy from launching a sneak attack from underneath.

Danor was experienced and instantly sensed danger, so he immediately ducked to avoid it.

Bullets struck the front of the car repeatedly, sending sparks flying.

One of the ricochets grazed his arm, causing him to almost let go and drop the gun.

At that very moment, Du Sheng rushed forward without hesitation!
He stepped on the hood of the car, leaped into the air, and hurled the empty Glock 17 in his hand as a weapon!

With the help of the "Never Misses an Arrow LV2/Purple" skill, the pistol hit Danor's head with the precision of a dart!
"Oh!"

The force of the impact caused Danor to stumble and fall heavily onto the vending machine.

He reacted extremely quickly, grabbing a glass bottle of cold drink and throwing it at Du Sheng.

Although the movements were clumsy, they were, after all, from the Moses team and were extremely precise.

Du Sheng nimbly dodged and leaped forward at an astonishing speed.

Several reckless reporters were sprinting towards them from a distance, cameras raised, as if afraid of missing this once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.

If news of this caliber breaks, I might become famous overnight!
Many tourists and fans didn't run far; instead, they climbed to higher ground to watch this life-or-death duel.

They witnessed firsthand how Du Sheng gradually turned the tables on the gunmen, and they also saw the confrontation unfold before their eyes.

Some people couldn't help but wonder, who exactly is the real ruthless bandit?
You're a superstar with a fortune, do you have to be so lewd!
……

"Those idiots at the Los Angeles Police Department, I'm going to complain until they shut down!"

On the theater balcony, Leonardo stomped his feet in anger, cursing and praying at the same time.
"God, please bless Du Sheng!"

Quentin Tarantino had strained his voice shouting earlier and could only stand by and watch.

The car was blocking their view, so they couldn't see what was happening on the scene.

Finally, the sound of sirens reached their ears in the distance, and officers from the Los Angeles Police Department were rushing to the scene.

But at this moment, neither Du Sheng nor Danor could hear these sounds.

In their eyes, there was only each other.

Either you die or I live!
Now, Danor is filled with regret.

Only then did I realize that I had made a big mistake.

He originally thought that Du Sheng was just a Hollywood star who made a living off his looks, and at most had some fighting skills, but how could he compare to these ruthless bandits who had been through the wringer?
But now that I look at him, this kid's fighting ability is simply inhuman!

Accurate marksmanship, quick reflexes, ruthless actions...

He doesn't look like a movie actor at all; he looks more like a special forces soldier!

I should have just blown him up with a grenade instead of kidnapping him!

It's really suicidal!

But it's too late to say anything now; it's just one last gamble.

blow!--

However, before he could continue throwing glass bottles, a figure flashed by.

Du Sheng moved with the agility of leaping and diving, taking a swift step and shooting out.

With a twist of his waist and hips, his steps were like a drawn bow, and his body suddenly leaped forward.

Amidst the ups and downs, the wind howled and crackled!
Stick close to the mountain!
Danor instinctively raised his arm to block, but a crisp cracking sound rang out!
He was sent flying through the air, and his arm broke on the spot.

A muscular man in his twenties facing off against a man nearing sixty—the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

Du Sheng attacked without hesitation, immediately following up after landing a successful strike.

He kicked Danor in the chest and abdomen before he fell to the ground, and then smashed a bottle of cold drink on his head!

"Oh!"

The bottle shattered, shards of glass splattered everywhere, and blood streamed down his forehead.

Danor collapsed to the ground, seeing stars, his face covered in blood.

Having taken down several armed thugs in succession, Du Sheng had long been driven to the brink of madness.

If I hadn't known I was being filmed, a flying knife could have been fatal.

He went a step further and kicked Danor in the face!

"puff!"

Several teeth, dripping with blood, flew out of his mouth, and Danor was nearly killed.

Even though he was beaten half to death, he still stared at Du Sheng with a sinister look and hissed "fuck" at the top of his lungs.

Seeing that he had the situation under control and that even snipers couldn't see this corner, Du Sheng leisurely fed the reporters who had risked their lives to get some exciting shots.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

One cold drink bottle after another landed on Danor's head, like playing a real-life version of whack-a-mole.

The reporters were trembling with excitement, but their hands kept moving.

The crowd of onlookers grew larger as the gunfire finally ceased.

Ma Yaowei's side has also finished clearing the area, and the last armed criminal was shot dead.

The sirens grew closer, and officers from the Los Angeles Police Department had already taken control of the situation.

After throwing away the last bottle of cold drink, Du Sheng looked up at Ma Yaowei not far away.

The other person gave an OK sign, indicating that it was safe.

Danor, on the other side, was speechless and could only lie on the ground, sobbing and making whimpering sounds of hatred.

A reporter had already moved seven or eight meters away, his camera lens pointed at Du Sheng, filming while reminding him:
"Du, you've been shot!"

Du Sheng grinned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, yet he maintained his idol persona:

"Can't die."

Even at this moment, he didn't forget his public image and performed at his best:
"Where are my fans? Are they all alright?"

The reporter paused for a moment, then replied:

"Apart from those armed thugs, everyone else seems to be fine."

"That's fine, that's fine."

After saying this, Du Sheng staggered and lost his balance.

Not far away, a group of fans dressed in 'spy costumes' were running towards them, shouting and yelling as they ran:
"Oh my God! Call an ambulance!"

"Our idol has been shot! Get him to the emergency room immediately!"

"Isn't Du a former secret agent? In the movies, he's a 1 vs. 20 guy, he should be fine..."

Du Sheng: "..."

Although he wasn't seriously injured, just some minor scrapes on his leg, pretending to be seriously injured would maximize his effectiveness at this time.

This is a play performed with one's life on the line; it would be a luxury not to perform it well.

…(End of this chapter)