15: Earth-tier skill "Gun God"

The assassins outside were in hot pursuit, and under the intense gunfight in the car, the vehicle swayed violently.

Ren Jing had shown kindness to Qin Shou, and Qin Shou had no way to repay her except to wholeheartedly support her.

But fortunately, the performance of these two cars was also top-notch, using direct-injection engines. Although they consumed a lot of fuel, the utilization rate was excellent. With the accelerator fully pressed, 400 horsepower made these assassins spin in circles.

Step on the accelerator, sprint, emergency brake. Then step on the accelerator again, sprint again, and emergency brake again. Sharp left turns, sharp right turns, and occasionally a drift. He almost did a backflip. Fujiwara Takumi's technique driving an 86 on Mount Akina was probably only this good. It must be said that Butler Fu's driving skills had been honed to the extreme. Fortunately, Qin Shou in the back seat was also a top-tier driver. With the double blessing of two master drivers, such extreme speeding surprisingly didn't lead to a breakdown.

Whether it was Ren Jing or Qin Shou in the back seat, under Butler Fu's high-speed frenzy, they both felt like they were flying, their bodies and souls had flown away, completely gone.

How did that Wang Feng song go?

"This is the feeling of flying, this is the feeling of freedom."

"Rumble, rumble."

Finally, after more than an hour of intense car combat, accompanied by a high-pitched roar from the engine—the damn fuel ran out.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully conquering the top-tier Mature Ren Jing, acquiring the Earth-tier skill—God of Firearms. With this skill, the host will master the use of all firearms, able to wield any firearm with ease, achieving perfect accuracy and never missing a shot."

"Holy moly! An Earth-tier skill! As expected of a superb Mature, she directly gave an Earth-tier skill. It came at just the right time!"

Qin Shou was secretly delighted. A vast and complex knowledge of firearms instantly flooded his mind, as if he was born with an innate understanding of all kinds of firearms. He felt like an experienced marksman now; any firearm in his hands could unleash its maximum power.

Qin Shou knew the situation was still very critical and he couldn't afford to think too much.

He quickly tidied his slightly disheveled clothes, then turned his head to look at Mayor Ren, whose hair was a bit messy and face was flushed, and asked, "Mayor Ren, are there any guns in this car?"

"Guns? You... didn't you just put the gun away? You... you want more?"

Ren Jing shivered in fright. She was still disoriented, her soul had just flown away and hadn't fully returned yet. She secretly sighed, no wonder Rongrong was so devoted to him; the bull still had strength, but the field was over-plowed.

"No, I'm talking about guns for killing!"

Qin Shou slapped his forehead, speechless.

Ren Jing then realized, her pretty face immediately flushed, breathtakingly beautiful. Ren Jing secretly cursed, "Pah! It's all your fault, you pervert!"

She quickly adjusted her emotions and pressed a button on the inside of the car door. With a soft 'click,' a hidden compartment popped open, revealing a black handgun resting quietly inside.

Seeing this, Qin Shou's heart rejoiced. He unhesitatingly picked up the handgun, skillfully inspected it, and found that it was already loaded. It seemed this gun was ready for use at any time.

"Can you use it?"

Ren Jing saw Qin Shou pick up the handgun and thought, 'You're just an ordinary person who hasn't been trained, what are you doing with this? Don't lose your life.' Perhaps even she didn't realize that she had subconsciously started to care about Qin Shou's safety.

"Hehe, you'll know when you see it."

Qin Shou smiled confidently, his eyes calm.

No sooner had Qin Shou finished speaking than two heavy motorcycles and a black hummer SUV had surrounded the Red Flag sedan they were in. Four assassins got out of the vehicles, their dark muzzles pointing, cautiously approaching.

Another assassin remained on one of the motorcycles, holding a weapon, not approaching immediately. Evidently, they had prior intelligence, knowing that Mayor Ren's personal butler, Butler Fu, was a highly skilled expert, and therefore dared not all approach rashly, to avoid a sudden attack from Butler Fu.

"Don't move."

At this moment, the four assassins had completed their encirclement. One of them pointed a cold gun barrel at Butler Fu's head, his tone full of threat and warning. Although Butler Fu possessed extraordinary skills and was a martial arts master, he was unarmed at this moment and, facing four dark gun muzzles, felt somewhat constrained.

There were five opponents with five guns. No matter how skilled Butler Fu's martial arts were, it was impossible to deal with the gunfire from five guns simultaneously. For a moment, he dared not act rashly and could only temporarily hold his ground, observing the situation.

"Third Brother, go open the back door."

A leading assassin commanded in a low voice.

"Understood."

One of the assassins wearing a black mask nodded, gripping the gun in his hand, and cautiously walked towards the back seat. Butler Fu's eyelids twitched slightly. He would never allow Ren Jing to be harmed and wanted to make a move, but couldn't find any opportunity. Although these assassins were not martial arts experts, they had clearly undergone professional training, acting decisively and cooperatively, maintaining a high level of vigilance, giving Butler Fu no chance to exploit.

However, at this critical moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred! Qin Shou suddenly kicked the car door violently.

With a loud "bang," the car door sprang open, and the immense force of the door's opening struck "Third Brother," who was just about to pull the door open.

Third Brother grunted, falling heavily to the ground.

Qin Shou seized this rare opportunity, darting out of the car like a leopard, and fired two shots.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two crisp gunshots rang out, accompanied by two shrill screams. Two assassins, without even having time to react, were precisely hit in their gun-wielding right hands by Qin Shou. Their firearms clattered to the ground.

Immediately after, Qin Shou quickly ducked, rolled neatly on the ground, dodging two bullets fired from behind, then turned and fired two more shots.

"Bang! Bang!"

With two more screams, the remaining two assassins also fell to the ground.

In just a moment, Qin Shou had single-handedly dealt with all four.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Seeing such a sudden turn of events, the assassin who had remained on the motorcycle panicked and frantically fired shots in Qin Shou's direction. But Qin Shou was prepared; after dealing with the four, he quickly hid behind the car.

The motorcycle assassin saw that the situation was completely out of control, knowing that staying any longer would not benefit him and might even get him killed. He decisively abandoned his accomplices, twisted the throttle, and tried to escape the scene on his motorcycle.

But how could Qin Shou give him such an opportunity? Just as the motorcycle assassin turned around, preparing to flee, Qin Shou unhesitatingly raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the motorcycle's rear tire, and fired a "bang."

With the Earth-tier skill "God of Firearms," Qin Shou's marksmanship had reached a transcendent level, truly achieving perfect accuracy and never missing a shot. The bullet precisely hit the motorcycle's rear tire, which instantly exploded. The unbalanced motorcycle rolled wildly on the ground a few times before stopping, and the assassin was thrown heavily to the ground, disoriented and knocked unconscious on the spot.

At the same time Qin Shou made his move, Butler Fu had already acted, seizing the firearms from the wailing assassins on the ground and knocking them all unconscious. In just a moment, with the two of them working together, they had completely subdued all five assassins.