Chapter 5: Even Death Would Offer Incense to the Buddha
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Special District 9 Chapter 5: Even Death Would Offer Incense to the Buddha

After the explosion.

On the ground, Qin Yu shook his head to regain his senses. With a mouth filled with the scent of alcohol, he turned to Old Cat and asked, “Are you fine?”

“Thank god Ol’ Three and the others came. We would have been doomed if we had engaged them alone. I never knew this, but Ol’ Three and the others are still quite brave after all…” Old Cat had yet to calm down from the shock yet, and he was still busy wiping away his perspiration.

Seeing that Old Cat was fine, Qin Yu pushed him away and swiftly scanned the surroundings. He then turned to the nearest colleague and called out to him, “Give me your gun.”

The other party was hiding behind a wooden desk, and he was looking at Qin Yu with eyes filled with fright. The earlier happenings had rattled his mind.

“Give me your gun!” Qin Yu whispered harshly once more.

The other party immediately snapped out of it. Without even thinking for an instant, he tossed the gun over to Qin Yu before continuing to squat behind the table, not moving at all.

The gun was labeled A2911, but it was modeled after M1911. It was just that it had been modified to increase the chamber capacity to allow for nine bullets. It was the gun reserved specially for the usage of the policemen in the frontline.

Qin Yu had never come into contact with this gun before; he had only seen it in a magazine before. Nevertheless, the structure of the gun and the grip felt familiar to him. After scanning the gun, he habitually took out the bullets to check inside before reloading them back in and releasing the safety engagement notch. He completed the entire set of motion smoothly in a breath.

With a gun in hand, Qin Yu slowly rose up a little and took two steps back in order to increase his area of scope. Using his left hand as a support, he decisively pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

With a series of three gunshots, the head of the middle-aged man who threw the grenade earlier blasted open as he collapsed to the ground.

Qin Yu chose to kill him instead of injuring him. He made this decisi

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