America: John Wick 1924

Chapter 80 Reloading in Person: A Gunman's Romance
Li Yu used his knees to press his arms to the ground, preventing him from raising his gun, and then used his free left hand to choke his neck, making it impossible for him to breathe.

In the same instant, Li Yu swiftly raised his gun and shot through the head of the "8th man".

When Li Yu subdued the "7th man," the "8th man" hesitated for a moment when raising his gun because he didn't want to hurt his comrades—it was this moment of hesitation that cost him his life.

Before they could catch their breath, the "9th person," the "10th person," and the "11th person" appeared from the corner of the corridor directly in front of Li Yu.

Upon seeing Li Yu, their expressions immediately changed, and they rushed to raise their pistols, firing at Li Yu as if they had "unlimited bullets."

It would be a miracle if they could hit Li Yu, because the distance between them was more than 30 meters.

Being able to accurately hit a target more than ten meters away with a pistol is already considered a rare skill for a sharpshooter, let alone more than thirty meters.
Sure enough, all the bullets they fired flew off somewhere, either hitting the ceiling or embedding themselves in the walls, but none of them hit Li Yu.

For an ordinary marksman, thirty meters is a hopeless distance. But for Li Yu, this distance did not affect his accuracy.

Raise the gun and aim—

boom! boom! boom!
Beneath three blossoms of blood, three corpses with shattered heads collapsed to the ground.

—The 8th. The 9th. The 10th.

The next moment, Li Yu lowered his gun, pressing the muzzle against the "seventh person" he was pinning down, who was nearly suffocating under his thumb.

boom!
—The 11th.

In a short while, Martin, who was quite fast on his feet, had already run to the stairs not far away and was scrambling downstairs.

At the same time, another group of security personnel dressed in black suits—a total of three people—hurriedly climbed the steps and attacked Li Yu.

"Just how many security personnel does this dance hall have...?"

Li Yu sighed softly in a voice only he could hear.

Considering that this is a nightclub owned by "San Francisco's most powerful mafia," it's reasonable to expect this level of security.

Within seconds, the newly arrived security personnel had engaged in a firefight with Li Yu.

This time, they unleashed heavy firepower—a full three "Chicago Typewriters" spewing fierce flames!

Da da da da da da da da da da da da da!

The ejected cartridge cases clattered and rattled on the floor, creating a chaotic mess.

The dense barrage of bullets, barely perceptible to the naked eye, was like an invisible giant hand, destroying everything in its path with overwhelming force.

Before the barrage of comments could hit, Li Yu nimbly crouched down and ran towards the corner of the corridor.

The "Chicago Typewriter's" bullets were a beat too slow and all hit the floor behind him, futilely kicking up a trail of dust and stone chips.

Soon, Li Yu hid behind the corner of the corridor, using it as a cover, and peeked out with one eye and a pistol in his right hand.

The next moment, the enemies opposite heard a calm and solemn chant:
"'When your enemies rise up against you, the Lord will defeat them before you; they will come against you by one road, but will flee by seven.'"

The moment the chanting ended—

boom! boom! boom!
Each gunshot rang out, signifying the death of an enemy.

Three shots fired in quick succession, silencing the three "Chicago typewriters" and restoring silence to the corridor.

—The 12th. The 13th. The 14th.

Suddenly, a series of rapid footsteps came – “the 15th man” rushed out from the side, yelling as he charged toward Li Yu, while gripping the trigger of the pistol in his hand.

His courage was commendable, but the bullets he fired were nowhere to be seen by Li Yu, who possessed the skill "Bullet Time Lv.B," and were all dodged by Li Yu twisting his body.

It must be said that this man was indeed brave. In order to hit Li Yu, he charged like a bull, rapidly closing the distance between them.

In the blink of an eye, he had rushed from more than ten meters away to Li Yu's side, the two facing each other. They were so close that they could see the subtle changes in each other's expressions.

For the "15th person," this was undoubtedly a golden opportunity to kill Li Yu.

What a pity... Click, click—after he pulled the trigger, there was no sound of a bullet hitting the chamber; instead, the chamber was empty, and no bullet could be fired from the muzzle.

Coincidentally, at that very moment, Li Yu's pistol was also out of bullets.

Li Yu exchanged a glance with the other person.

The next moment, as if they had agreed beforehand, the two of them simultaneously threw away the empty magazines from their guns and took out new magazines from their waists to load them.

And so, the two engaged in a "reloading contest" at extremely close range, a contest that was both a test of skill and a matter of life and death!
Although they were happening simultaneously, it was clear to anyone with eyes that the gap between the two sides was as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Li Yu's left hand made the shortest possible movement, taking the magazine from his waistband, and then made the same movement again, loading the magazine into the gun.

The so-called "flowing clouds and running water" is roughly like this!

There were absolutely no unnecessary movements. The precision and efficiency of the movements were textbook-perfect!
Before the "15th man" could even load the new magazine into the gun, Li Yu had already raised the muzzle—

boom!
The "15th person," whose imagination ran wild, stared wide-eyed and collapsed to the ground in despair.

—The 15th.

The skill description for "Pistol Mastery Lv.A" is as follows: Proficient in all pistols.

Since it is about mastering it, it is naturally not limited to "shooting accuracy" but also includes "reloading techniques"!

Li Yu pulled the pistol back to his chest, surveyed the scene, and after confirming that the floor had been completely cleared, he expressionlessly headed straight for the stairs, continuing to stick to Martin like a shadow, "never leaving his side."

……

……

Martin made a quick escape to the first floor.

Just when he thought he could finally catch his breath... those ghostly footsteps sounded behind him again!

He turned around in a panic—Li Yu was chasing after him!

Those skillful hands that just played beautiful music are now gripping a cold pistol! Ready to unleash a deadly bullet at any moment!
Martin's face instantly turned a leaden-white pale color...

Before he knew it, he had stumbled into the dance hall on the first floor.

The men and women in the dance hall were still dancing with abandon.

Because of the good soundproofing between floors, and the cover provided by the jazz music, the people in the dance hall were completely unaware that a fierce gunfight was taking place upstairs.

Li Yu followed Martin into the dance hall.

"Get out of the way! Get out of my way!"

Martin shoved aside everyone who stood in his way with a violent motion.

Everyone was dancing, but Martin was the only one squeezing towards the door... he was incredibly conspicuous.

If Martin escapes into the street, it will be difficult to catch him... So, relying on his strong physique, Li Yu used his shoulders and elbows to forcefully carve out a path straight to Martin.

Whether they were men or women, strong or thin, it made no difference to Li Yu—with a little effort, he could push them all aside.

Therefore, Li Yu moved much faster than Martin in the crowd!

(End of this chapter)