Old Jack aimed at the fleeing Black and pulled the trigger. With a snap, he hit Black who was seventy to eighty meters away; the latter fell to the ground instantly and did not get up.
Holding the gun, he stood up, patted the dust off his body, and said to the nearby Beggar Gang Disciple, "Work's done."
The two went down the high slope one after the other.
Allen Zhang chewed on his gum and took out his cellphone to snap a photo of the scene.
Old Jack strolled over leisurely and said, "This gun is really good, can you give it to me?"
"Are you dreaming?" Allen Zhang rolled his eyes, "This whole set can't be bought for less than 20,000 US Dollars. I can lend it to you, but if you want it, you'll have to buy it yourself."
"20,000 US Dollars, that's enough for me to buy thirty AK assembly kits and dozens of kilograms of claymore explosives."
