47: drawing

"Damn you, bastard, cough cough—you're the one who camped the extraction point with a weapon, aren't you? Do you still have living family members? Cough cough—!"

"I looted the whole damn game, then got blown up by a weapon at the extraction point. Are you even human? You stinking rat! You people... wait, what was I going to say?"

"Damn it! That weapon was originally mine!"

"You little bastard! You're so sneaky, even faking a misfire! You look like an honest kid, but you don't act like one, do you?"

"Oh my god, because you bombed, you did a thing, !!!"

Everyone was spitting and cursing, denouncing Liu Yan's various evil deeds.

"What's your name?" Chen Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, a clear murderous intent in his gaze.

Upon seeing that the weapon tucked under Liu Yan's arm was his own M14, Chen Yu's face was so cold it looked like water was about to condense on it.

As soon as Chen Yu spoke, the others quieted down.

Almost no one who played Bakshi didn't know Chen Yu; after all, no one wanted to provoke such a lunatic.

Liu Yan quickly threw two backpacks on the ground, opening his left armpit, keeping only an M14 in his hand.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!

Eight shots, eight bullets, went straight through the heads of eight people.

Including Liu Yan, all nine people froze in place.

Even Zhao Qian and Mohican Fatty, who were arguing in the distance, widened their eyes and looked over.

A hint of surprise also appeared on Gao Tianyu's calm face.

What surprised Liu Yan was that the bullets passing through the heads of eight people caused no damage.

weapons from the Third District, outside the operational area, cannot cause harm to people.

"Are you a madman???" Chen Yu was the first to react, staring at Liu Yan with wide eyes.

Chen Yu was completely stunned.

He just asked for his name, and you immediately pulled out a weapon and shot him?

The other people also stared at Liu Yan in shock, speechless.

Who the hell is this person? Everyone was just angry and came here to talk trash, but you immediately wanted to shoot and kill someone?

Also, how the hell did you manage to instantly headshot eight people???

Liu Yan also realized that these people had been talking for a long time without anyone making a move, which must be because The Authorities would impose restrictions.

And since weapons couldn't cause damage here, everyone became ordinary people, almost defenseless in front of The Authorities.

"Go, go, go, all of you get out of here. Stop trying to make yourselves known." Liu Yan waved his hand.

"You!" Chen Yu pointed at Liu Yan, his hand trembling with anger.

"I can't do anything to you here, but don't forget, there's only one entrance! Unless you never enter Bakshi."

"Otherwise, you'll get to know me very soon."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, he limped towards the entrance, apparently intending to wait Liu Yan out.

"Idiot, I'm not going in now. I still need to sell your equipment first." With that, Liu Yan hummed a tune and walked towards the trading zone.

Walking along the road between the Third District and the trading zone, Liu Yan was stopped by two old acquaintances.

"How do you earn more each time?" The strong man responsible for checking backpacks looked at Liu Yan, who had three backpacks and four fully modified weapons, in surprise.

"buddy, this time it's all equipment again, so don't bother. I'm in a hurry to sell it." Liu Yan said with a seasoned smile.

"No, wait!" Another man called out to Liu Yan, who was about to leave.

"I remember, you don't have bow legs, do you?"

Hearing this, Liu Yan immediately forced his legs together.

I'm sorry, buddy!

Liu Yan turned his head, enduring the pain, and forced a laugh:

"The stuff is too heavy; it's weighing me down."

The strong man also sensed something unusual, walked closer, and said suspiciously:

"I say, you didn't hide anything in your crotch, did you? Trying to avoid security checks? Take off your pants; let me see."

"buddy, this... isn't good, is it? We've checked so many times before, and you know me; I basically only carry equipment." Liu Yan said with a helpless smile.

But at this moment, Liu Yan's heart was already pounding fiercely.

Unlike the bust he had Fuji help him put back in the warehouse earlier, a weapon like this, no matter how you look at it, couldn't possibly be privately owned!

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and take them off!" The strong man was a bit impatient and began to urge him.

After thinking it over, Liu Yan decided to try the most common and effective method in this world.

Rules are dead; people are always alive.

"Ugh, it's too heavy; I really can't carry it anymore." Liu Yan frowned and sighed, placing the two backpacks and the two weapons from under his arm on the ground separately.

After doing all this, Liu Yan stood up and feigned ignorance:

"buddy, if there's nothing else, I'll be going, okay?"

"Wait, going where? We haven't checked yet!" The other man frowned and shouted.

Liu Yan stopped, took off the two weapons on his back, and placed them on the ground separately.

"It's still a bit heavy. Looks like I can't bring so much stuff next time."

"buddy, I'm leaving now. Talk next time."

Liu Yan turned and left.

The man was about to speak again when he was stopped by the strong man next to him.

"That's enough! It's already enough!" The strong man said irritably.

The man frowned, full of confusion.

"What's enough? Haven't we checked yet?"

Seeing the other person's reaction, the strong man shook his head helplessly and explained:

"What he's hiding is 100% contraband. The higher-ups will confiscate it, and then what? What does that have to do with us two?"

"We do security checks here; how much can we earn in a month? The supplies he left here are worth several months of our salary!"

"And he already said he'd give it next time. Why are you so stupid?"

Hearing this, the other man finally understood and said:

"We are being..."

"Nonsense, he already said he couldn't carry it anymore!"

...Third District—Trading Zone.

After successfully getting away, Liu Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Although the total value of the supplies given out was nearly 5 million, trading them for a main battle tank was definitely not a loss.

Moreover, being able to keep a full set of five pieces of equipment and one backpack of supplies meant he had made a huge profit this time.

"Grandpa, how much is it?"

Liu Yan poured all the supplies from his backpack onto the stall.

The grandpa saw it was Liu Yan and sighed helplessly.

He and that guy with the middle part always messed up his stall every time.

In the backpack, besides some high-value accessories, there was also a five-head and three small gold items.

Liu Yan kept the usable accessories and his giant wave assault rifle in his hand.

"800,000 in total. How come you only earned this much this time?" The grandpa looked at Liu Yan.

"Something unexpected happened. Transfer it to me." Liu Yan pulled out his phone.

While transferring the money, the grandpa quietly asked Liu Yan:

"Are these three items specially processed? That previous customer kept asking me, but I don't have any in stock."

"No..."

After receiving the transfer, Liu Yan left the recycling stall without looking back.

Not far away, a familiar voice caught Liu Yan's attention.

"buddy, want to team up? Normal Dam Zero, I know it inside out."

"Hey, don't leave, buddy."

Fuji, rejected again, looked a bit dejected and shook his head in disappointment.

"Brother Ji! I was just about to call you." Liu Yan walked up and patted Fuji, who was startled.

"You scared me to death, why were you calling me? Do you want to drag me in to make up numbers again?" Fuji replied irritably.

"I want to borrow your warehouse to store something."

Saying that, Liu Yan pulled out the main battle tank model from his crotch.

"A main battle tank model? How did you get that past security?" Fuji looked shocked.

"What, have you touched one before too?" Liu Yan looked at Fuji with some surprise.

"You don't even look at what my dad does." Fuji said irritably.

After saying that, Fuji took the main battle tank model with a slight look of disdain, and just as he was about to send it back to the warehouse, Fuji suddenly stopped.

"Oh, right, I just remembered. Help me look at something I found in my dad's room last night."

Saying that, Fuji pulled out a piece of paper, folded several times, from his pocket, opened it, and handed it to Liu Yan.

Seeing the drawing on the paper, Liu Yan was slightly stunned.

The drawing on the paper was none other than the heart of africa!