"Give me!"

"Give me!"

…

In the loud and charming voice, Carla felt as if his brain was deoxygenated and a strong spiritual force controlled his limbs like invisible shackles.

Zhang Yangyi first used psychological hints to call Kara that he had a mental illness, and then used hypnosis to break into his mind bit by bit.

You must know that Kara is a high-ranking person among ordinary people. He has held great power for a long time. Although he has mental illness such as mysophobia, this does not affect his life. On the contrary, it cultivates his iron will. Even if he is like Zhang Yang

It is impossible for a strong person to do whatever he wants to such a person.

With everyone looking stunned, Kara slowly handed the loaded assault rifle to Zhang Yang's hand.

Everything is full of incredible magic!

Almost no one can believe that a young man who is a stranger can make someone like Kara put down the gun in his hand. But now, it has indeed happened. The two of them are like two old friends. Kara acted when he handed the gun to Zhang Yang.

Extremely natural.

"Dear Mr. Kara, you are indeed a gentleman. I read that right!" Zhang Yang took the rifle and handed it to Su Dafeng who was behind him. He patted Kara's fat body with one hand. This action shocked the group of bodyguards again.

No one in this world can pat Kara on the shoulder with such a flamboyant attitude, not even Bush from the Skull and Bones Society!

"..."

Looking at Zhang Yang's deep eyes, Mr. Kara's heart skipped a beat and he suddenly woke up.

"Okay, okay, you are indeed a master!" Mr. Kara's eyes flashed with a sharp look.

"Dear Mr. Kara, you can have a friendly competition with Mr. John." Zhang Yang bowed slightly and smiled. This old man is indeed the leader of the mafia. He is very determined and powerful, and his psychological suggestion and hypnosis skills are also good.

It can only make him lost for a moment, he is worthy of being a superior!

"please!"

"please!"

Old John was afraid that Kara would still be entangled with Zhang Yang, so he quickly took the gun from Su Dafeng's hand and handed it to Kara. His action seemed very natural, but it had the implicit meaning of reassuring Kara.

Sure enough, when the rifle fell from Su Dafeng to the old man's hand, the old man's frown relaxed.

Guns can always give people a sense of security, and the elderly are no exception.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

…

After John's signal, the drone released the flying saucer and Old John fired. After a series of gunshots, the scene became eerily quiet.

A group of three target drones released nine targets in sequence, but none of them was focused.

Everyone was staring blankly in the air, with their mouths half open, not knowing what to say. Even Zhang Yang was a little dazed. Finally, Zhang Yang understood why Old John failed as a killer. Old John really didn't have the talent to be a killer.

.

"Ahem...it's your turn, Mr. Kara." Old John's face turned red and he coughed awkwardly to remind Kara.

"Hahahaha... Your marksmanship is indeed well-deserved, hahaha..."

Carla looked up to the sky and burst into laughter. Her laughter was like a drake croaking. Old John looked at Carla's forgetful smile and blushed even more.

"Dear Mr. Kara, I am old, but my nephew is very good at shooting. Don't you like to place bets? How about we open the market?"

"Nephew?"

"That's Zhang!" Old John pointed at Zhang Yang. It wasn't too much for him to call Zhang Yang his nephew. After all, Zhang Yang was now the old man's apprentice, and Old John and the old man were from the same generation.

"Oh, no wonder you are so nervous. Don't know what kind of bets Mr. John can place?" Carla asked with interest.

"If you win, I can sell 49% of the shares. In this way, although the fishing company is still under my control, you can already participate in the operation, and anything you are interested in can be passed through

The fishing company participates, but the profit is still 49%. Mr. Kara must also know that the fishing company is the family property left by my grandfather, and my transfer of 49% is already the biggest concession!"

"What if I lose?" Kara lowered her head and thought for a moment and asked.

"sorry……"

"Thirty-nine percent, if you lose, we can let you participate in 39% of the shares!" Just when Old John was about to refuse, Zhang Yang suddenly interjected.

"Zhang..." John was stunned, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Dear Mr. John, by selling 39% of your shares, you can expand your business several times or even dozens of times. I think Mr. John's grandfather will also be pleased. Moreover, the fishing company will always

It's yours, no one can take your fishing company away!" Zhang Yang said slowly, his tone full of male magnetism, which made people feel a sense of trust inexplicably.

"Okay!" Old John thought for a few minutes and finally nodded.

"Hahaha... It's refreshing. I think I am getting old too. Now the world is dominated by young people. We should give young people more opportunities. Dear Mr. John, do you think so?"

"Huh?" Old John looked at Mr. Kara in confusion.

"Caesar, come here."

Kara tilted her head slightly, and a young man standing behind the beach chair, wearing a gray suit and with extremely neatly combed hair, stood up. This young man had blond hair shawl and a pair of blue eyes like gems. This man

It was the young man who carried the box for Carla, poured the wine, and laid the tablecloths. From beginning to end, he was the person closest to Carla.

"Uncle." The young man nodded humbly and looked at Kara with eyes full of respect.

"I know you have ambitions. Although you are not a direct descendant of our family, the blood of our Gambino family still flows in your veins. If you win today, I will consider including you as one of the successors.

"

"Thank you, uncle."

The young man nodded and saluted, with an unfazed expression. However, the moment he lowered his head, Zhang Yang saw the flame jumping in his eyes, which was a flame of power and lust.

"Don't be pressured. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. In fact, I have already decided to sell 49% of my shares." John walked to Zhang Yang and whispered.

"Dear Mr. John, your decision is right, but thirty-nine percent is obviously much better than forty-nine percent." Zhang Yang shrugged and smiled.

"Of course, of course!" Old John laughed heartily.

"Haha, are you very confident?" Kara said to Old John with a smile.

"No, I'm not sure at all. Apart from indoor shooting, I haven't even seen my nephew shoot a flying saucer. However, winning or losing doesn't matter to me because my nephew brought me a flying saucer."

A very good partner." Old John's eyes fell on Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu.

"Is it because of them that you are willing to cooperate with me?" Carla suddenly realized.

"Yes, they will open up smuggling channels throughout Asia for me, and they will send women from all over Asia to the United States in a steady stream. Now, I have a group of beautiful women in my house. They are like gold mines. These

The gold mine will be waiting for us to dig it, it’s us, dear Mr. Kara!”

"Chinese woman?" Kara's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Haha, let's wait until you win or lose."

"No rush, no hurry, in short, you will always tell me whether I win or lose." Kara laughed.

"Let's get started!"

…

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

…

There was a series of sounds of firearms rubbing together. The blond and blue-eyed young man named Caesar took off his suit, revealing his white shirt. An assault rifle disintegrated in his hands like magic.

After the young man carefully checked the rifle, there was another intensive "click" sound of metal friction, and a complete rifle appeared in his hand.

Master! Ruan Wenwu's eyes were bright, and the muscles of his body were tense unconsciously.

Just from the action of disassembling the rifle, we can see that he is a real firearms master. Moreover, he is different from Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang is the first to come into contact with this kind of assault rifle that is standard for American infantry. And this young man is very familiar with it.

I am as familiar with this gun as I am with my own body...

"He served in the army when he was nineteen years old. He stayed in Iraq for two years and in Afghanistan for three days. He is a distant nephew of mine. He hopes to gain a place in the family. After he came back, I always took him with me.

By his side, test his will and loyalty..." Mr. Kara's eyes were filled with pride when he spoke of Caesar.

"It seems that he has passed your assessment." Old John stared at this young man, and he had a feeling that this young man was probably the successor of the Gambino family.

"Let's see again." Kara smiled slightly without comment.

…

"How many groups?" Zhang Yang signaled Caesar to shoot first, and an attendant asked Caesar.

Caesar did not speak, but raised a finger slightly.

"blow!"

…

Zhang Yang's keen mind felt the subtle sound of the big flying saucer breaking through the air. The drone fired one flying saucer, but the flying saucers flew in different directions. In other words, the flying saucer shot three flying saucers at once.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The m16a2 can shoot semi-automatically, or it can shoot in a burst firing mode of up to 3 rounds. The number of flying saucers at one time is exactly three. Caesar chose a burst of three rounds from the beginning, which is a very difficult shooting.

After all, the directions of the three flying saucers are not concentrated in the same place, so the movement of the gun muzzle is quite large.
To be continued...