This time, the light was turned on and Wuxing didn't need any directions by Devil Face, knowing exactly where to shoot. The closest gangster head was blasted apart but Wuxing didn't stop at that. He launched himself forward by kicking the desk next to him and fired another two bullets to the two targets that were watching him in confusion.
Bang! Bang!
One of his guns didn't have the suppressor but the gangsters came prepared, putting on simple plugs into their ears. Naturally, it wasn't enough as they still felt pain in their ears from the gunshot but they were not stunned like their predecessors.
Their Team Leader was checking their boss so he didn't notice the situation, but after the first gunshot, he immediately looked to the side. Unfortunately, this was the last thing he saw as his forehead welcomed a sweet bullet right after, blasting him backwards in a cool fashion.
The last few guys were just a formality for him. One of the closest to him fell to the ground right after, leaving only five who were already aiming their rifles at him. He kicked the wall once again, sliding back behind the desk, just in time before the rain of bullets started to fall.
Bits of marble began flying everywhere, chipping the fancy floor tiles but seeing that Wuxing was gone, they stopped firing, trying to find the cover but that was their mistake. Wuxing stood up at the exact moment after Devil Face call and began shooting, killing the last five of them with the same amount of bullets, sparing one for each member.
'Oof, it has been a while but I'm still not bad. I will still need to train a bit to regain my form. I used to fire faster.' Wuxing thought as he blew on the smoke coming out of his Berettas. Confirming everyone was dead, he checked the number of bullets he still had and nodded, putting it back into the gun. He still had more than half left from all seventeen that he had at the beginning.
He threw the rifles into one place while taking all the magazines out of them before finally taking care of the workers under the desks. He peeked under them and saw four scared and paled accountants who didn't have the will to leave. The moment they saw Wuxing's face with the drops of blood still visible on his face, they shrieked with fear before crying out stuttering, "Aaaah! D-don't kill me!
I'm j-just a worker…"
Wuxing only dropped a stack of zip-ties to the ground and said coldly after smiling like an evil devil, "If you want to live, handcuff everyone's and follow me." There was a reason that Wuxing picked this individual.
With so many gunshots, the other three were completely deaf at the moment with blood oozing their ears and the man was the only one who actually covered his ears after the initial gunshot, trying to keep his hearing.
"Y-yes…" The worker saw Wuxing's gun and nodded hurriedly, taking the zip-ties with him and started dragging his colleagues out only to put the zip-ties around their wrist, tying them behind their backs.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Wuxing entered into the side doors and dropped the workers one by one next to each other in front of the wall in the orderly fashion before calling out to the other workers who were all hidden in the corner, scared out of their wits, "I give you thirty seconds to lay on the floor exactly like those three else I will start killing you as well."
He didn't need to repeat himself twice as the workers quickly listened, aligning themselves in front of the wall while laying on their bellies. Wuxing had little time as the Police could come in at any moment or even worse, Anna and Katherine who happened to have the same idea like him, to take care of this Gang.
He didn't plan to meet them again until he finally figures out his potential and all his abilities.
Having all laying nicely, Wuxing commanded to his temporary worker, "Nice, now tie them all as well and wait for me here. If anything happens to them, I will kill you as well."
Naturally, the worker was too scared to disobey him and simply compiled with Wuxing's demands. In the meantime, Wuxing left the room, closing the slide doors behind him.
Looking at the body of the Boss, he noticed he was slowly waking up and smacked him again while thinking, 'Don't worry, you will make a new appearance on the stage now.'
...….
Seeing that everything was so quiet, the gangster on the corridor started to get worried a bit, as he said out loud, "Mhmm, something seems to be weird. Why are they staying there for so long? Wasn't that just a tour? The guy seemed to be in a hurry but it has been a few minutes already."
His buddy was also quite confused so he quickly called out, "Let's check it." Too bad that just as they moved, the doors unlocked and opened and they saw their boss walking out of the room as if nothing happened.
"Boss, is everything alright? Where is the guest?" They both asked worriedly but their Boss seemed to be in a bad mood as he replied sharply, "Is that something you should bother yourself with? Turn around for me."
The gangsters were confused about the order but they both complied with it, trying to not anger their Boss. Unfortunately just as they did, something smacked their heads and the next thing they saw was darkness.
'This is too easy.' Wuxing called out in his mind as he dragged the two of them before throwing the two of them into the room for the worker to handcuff them with zip-ties.
"Mhmm! Mhmm!" As he entered, he heard the real boss trying to spit curses at him through the cloth in his mouth while struggling to escape the zip-ties. He was laying together with everyone, only having a pair of boxers and socks on with a simple t-shirt that Wuxing didn't plan on wearing.
Wuxing didn't care about him and called out to his worker, "Make sure they are tied tightly. Both hands and legs. Fill their mouths with a cloth as well. Also, give your boss some drugs so he chills out a bit."
The worker already calmed down a bit after knowing he wouldn't die but the moment he saw Wuxing with the same face like his Boss while having his old voice, he couldn't help but ask while stuttering, "H-how is Sir's face—"
Wuxing didn't have time for talks so he simply pulled on his cheeks and asked indifferently while cutting him off, "Never heard about masks? I already prepared myself beforehand. Stop blabbering and get to work.
Hearing the single explanation, the worker got embarrassed for imagining Wuxing to be some kind of a godly being and replied, "Y-yes, Sir!"
Wuxing left once again, changing his voice to the Boss' one and finally entered into the second wing, already having a plan of how to take care of them all. The second wing did not have this many workers as it was mostly a warehouse for the drugs and many necessities of the gang but there was a hanging out area for other members who were currently free.
Those with lower rank were probably not allowed to eat in the restaurant as that was used by higher-ups so they naturally needed their own area to eat and hang out.
The moment they saw their boss enter, everyone calmed down and stood up, calling out in greetings, "Boss! Is there something you want from us?" It was rare that their Boss would come inside the dining area to talk to them.
"Yes, I want you all to do something for me but I will be personalizing a mission for everyone one on one." Wuxing nodded and explained himself before pointing at the first person closest to him, "You, follow me."
"Me? Alright!" The man was quite confused at the start but being chosen first, he was immediately filled with happiness and followed after Wuxing with a proud look on his face.
Unfortunately, just as they both left and the doors closed, what awaited the gangster wasn't a mission but a smack across his head, sending him into dreamland in a similar fashion like the two of his friends before.
Two minutes later, the Boss came back and called out with a smile to another person, "Alright, I gave him the mission, he already left. Who wants to be next?"
"Me, me! Boss pick me!" Many raised their hands and Wuxing picked one, "Alright, follow me then."