Snipers were often called assassins, they liked this appellation. Snipers and assassins had similar circumstances, calmness, steadiness, one-hit bullseye. A sniper's gun was like the sword of an assassin, both of them similarly had to use their life to cherish and value their weapon, in this way they can bring out the best of their abilities, this is what people would call one with the sword, only in this case it was one with the gun.
Fu Jun Sheng didn't know how long it was since he last held a gun, in this short moment of holding the sniper rifle he couldn't help feeling a rush. For a sniper, the gun was his life. Fu Jun Sheng couldn't help sighing at being able to hold the object he most loved.
"Does it suit you?" Mo Long asked.
Fu Jun Sheng nodded then replied, "I haven't touched a gun in a long time, got a little excited."
This was the first time Mo Long met Fu Jun Sheng, but as a sniper he could understand Fu Jun Sheng's feelings. He wouldn't be used to it either if he were to not be able to fell a gun for a long period of time. "It's the Barrett M99 made in the USA, the gun is 1480 mm long, weighs 12kg, effective firing range 1500m, high-precision, low recoil." Mo Long explained carefully.
"What did Ye Qian get himself into?" Fu Jun Sheng asked.
Mo Long shook his head and said, "I don't know, but boss said we'll understand everything when we reach the place." His gaze slowly shifted towards Fu Jun Sheng, "You're from the China Wolf Fang Special Forces?"
Fu Jung Sheng stared blankly, then he realized that as he had been fondling the sniper rifle he had inadvertently exposed the tattoo on his arm. This tattoo was something ordinary people would not be able to recognize, nobody but a member of the China Wolf Fan Special Forces or some higher ranking members of the military would be able to understand the meaning behind the tattoo. Back then Ye Qian had been able to tell that he came from the military, now even Mo Long was able to tell. Fu Jun Sheng knew that Ye Qian would never tell others about the personal things he told him, then that mean that Mo Long was the same as Ye Qian. He had some sort of connection with the Wolf Fang.
"The Wolf Fang are the most outstanding of the military, they are people I greatly admire." Mo Long said sincerely.
Fu Jun Sheng smiled faintly and said, "It seems that you and Ye Qian are similar, you have some sort of connection with the Wolf Fang, or else you would not have been able to know the meaning behind the tattoo."
Mo Long didn't comment, only smiled.
About ten minutes later, Ye Qian finally arrived at the place Ouyang Tianming instructed him to go to, the first floor of the abandoned chemical factory. Ye Qian stopped the car and scanned the area, then quickly walked in.
When he got up to the second floor, he could see Ouyang Tianming sitting a little farther off, beside him stood four 20-something men, all of them looked Chinese, their faces grim, their bodies exuding an kind of intense killing intent. Ye Qian knitted his brows, these people didn't look easy to deal with, Ye Qian didn't know where Ouyang Tianming could have found them.
Zhao Ya's hands were tied behind her back, her hair a little disheveled, there were even some red marks on her face, certainly she must have endured some hardship.
A pleased smiled appeared on Ouyang Tianming's face when he saw Ye Qian walk in, he waved his hand to the people behind him, instantly two people walked towards Ye Qian.
Zhao Ya looked at Ye Qian and thought his expression was strange, she felt somewhat touched, happy but also worried. Ye Qian knew that there was danger yet he still came to save her, Zhao Ye felt very touched and happy, but she didn't want Ye Qian to get hurt over saving her. Zhao Ya shook her head violently, she clearly hated this gangster, so why was she worried about him, after all if it weren't for him Ouyang Tianming wouldn't have kidnapped her.
Ye Qian calmed down when he saw that Zhao Ya was safe. Now was not the time to charge, Zhao Ya was still in their grasp, if he wasn't careful he would put Zhao Ya in danger. Moreover, the four men Ouyang Tianming brought with him weren't simple, the murderous aura coming out of their bodies was not something ordinary people could possess. This murderous aura was the kind only people who have faced death could have, the kind that people who have thrown away all regard for life could gain awareness of. Ye Qian did not take this moment to subdue them, right now he could only buy some time, when Mo Long and Fu Jun Sheng arrived then he could deal with them.
Ye Qian halted his steps, the two men walked over to Ye Qian's side and searched his body, taking away the dagger Blood Wave. Ye Qian did not resist, he was very cooperative, after all, Zhao Ya was still in their hands.
Ouyang Tianming smiled and stood up, he looked at Ye Qian and said, "Turns out you are affectionate and true, you know that you are coming to your death yet you still came."
Ye Qian smiled disdainfully and said, "Ouyang Tianming, stop beating around the bush, what is it you want?"
"What I want? You ask me what I want?" Ouyang Tianming said resentfully, there was something frightening in his face, like he was mentally unstable. "If it weren't for you, would I be like this today? Like a stray dog. Do you know how much I suffered in prison? When those criminals put their dirty things into my body, I swore an oath, as long as I could get out, I would make your life a living hell."
Ye Qian felt a burst of sweat, turns out Ouyang Tianming had suffered such inhuman treatment in prison, people had exploded in his ass, so now he was a psychopathic. "If you have something against me fine, just don't use a woman to threaten me, don't you think doing it this way is unbecoming of a man?" Ye Qian snorted.
"Can I still be considered a fucking man?" Ouyang Tianming roared hysterically. "The hardship I endured I will repay you a hundredfold. You like her? Fine, I'll torture her in front of you, I will make you feel helpless, ashamed of your own weakness and incompetence, haha!", Ouyang Tianming walked over to Zhao Ya.
"Bastard! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!" Zhao Ya screamed when she saw Ouyang Tianming walking over to her step by step.
"Stop! Ouyang Tianming, don't mess around." Ye Qian shouted hurriedly, "If you want to deal with me do it to me directly."
"Are you beggin me? Oh? Begging me?" Ouyang Tianming turned around and looked at Ye Qian with a pleased expression.
Ye Qian gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I'm begging you. This has nothing to do with her, do to me what you want, don't bring her into this."
"Beggin me? You are begging me? But I don't feel the slightest bit of your sincerity." Ouyang Tianming said. As he spoke he gave a look to the man beside Ye Qian, that person nodded and handed him the dagger.