Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 93 The Magical Bajau People
The Eagle returned to the shooting range very quickly...

The mountaintop hotel that Tagore helped him get was only a 20-minute drive from Ao Nang Beach, but Marta had given him the wrong directions, causing Shan Ying to waste nearly two hours.

As long as they found the right road, it only took them 50 minutes to drive from the top of the mountain back to the shooting range near Krabi Town.

The mountain eagle seemed helpless and sad along the way!

The location of the mountain, as well as the infrastructure and houses that had been built on the mountain, were much better than he had imagined.

However, the entire project is only half completed. If you want to complete the next half, even if you give up the construction of several other houses, just providing water and electricity, and the interior decoration of the two exquisite gable-shaped houses is a huge project that requires a lot of money.

Tagore was absolutely generous. The land in the mountains was not valuable, but the completed roads and ground projects must have cost previous investors a lot of money.

Imagine what the mountaintop will look like when construction is completed?
Tourists from all over the world come to chase the beautiful sunset, drink a cup of hand-ground coffee in the afterglow of the setting sun, talk to their loved ones in the golden glow, and when they are in love, they go to the exquisite mountaintop hut to release their body and soul...

A hotel like this should be able to be sold for $500 a day.

Unfortunately, the investors withdrew their capital and ran away, and what was left was of great value to those who needed it, but a huge burden to those who did not need it.

Shanying was in between needing and not needing the land, because he didn't pay a penny for the land, so he wanted it very much!
But it would cost a lot of money to complete the project, so he was a little hesitant...

The mountain eagle was so sleepy that he forgot that the two puppies he had taken in had not had milk for a long time...

When the car stopped in front of the shooting range, Baran was very smart and opened the door by biting the door handle with his teeth, then came to the side of the cab with the cardboard box containing his two sons in his mouth, and kept making a "whoosh" sound to remind Shanying...

Shanying took the paper box, without even looking at Barang, and told Marta to take all the things she had bought before, then turned around and walked into the shooting range...

The closed shooting range was not quiet, and gunshots could be heard from a training ground inside from time to time...

After Shanying finished feeding the two puppies, he placed them on the desk in his room and opened the window so that Baran, who had been wandering around, could hear their movements. Then he went downstairs and walked towards the brightly lit venue...

When Shanying arrived, the two old men, Blood Fox and Elk, were holding beers and grilling meat, and two Chinese-made ultraviolet insecticide lamps were making crackling noises next to them...

In front of a long table, Killer Bee was holding a pistol and competing with a tall and thin old man in shooting skills...

The killer bees used a standard shooting posture, shooting at melon-sized targets at distances of 10 meters, 20 meters, and 30 meters.

As the Glock fired a series of shots, the human head targets made rhythmic clanging sounds.

Killer Bee's pistol shooting speed is not fast, but his sense of rhythm is very good. Although he missed two targets at 30 meters, his pistol shooting level is already very good.

When Blood Fox saw Mountain Eagle, he picked up a bottle of beer and threw it to Mountain Eagle, then waved and said loudly, "Boy, come and see how a real gun god shoots..."

Shanying unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of beer, then walked to the side of Xuehu and looked at the tall and thin man from a distance of seven or eight meters...

The guy was wearing simple outdoor shorts and a floral shirt, with a revolver hanging loosely around his waist.

Just when Shanying was wondering how powerful this 'gun god' was, this guy drank the beer in his hand and threw the bottle out with force...

Just when Shanying thought that this guy was going to hit the bottle, the tall and thin man pulled out his revolver like lightning...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

The revolver fired almost the instant the muzzle left the holster, a little over a second and certainly less than two seconds, and all the targets were hit...

As the targets made a clanging sound, the wine bottles flying in the sky were also broken.

Shanying rubbed his eyes and looked at the targets dangling not far away. There were five ten-meter targets and a wine bottle in total, but no matter how he recalled it, he felt as if he had only heard five gunshots...

Just when Shanying thought the show was over, the tall and thin man winked at the unconvinced Killer Bee, then shook the revolver vigorously to eject the shell. With incredible speed, he took a quick loader from the table, almost pouring 6 bullets into the magazine with a tipping motion, then raised the gun and fired rapidly... "Bang bang bang bang..."

The 20-meter target started to make noises...

Then the tall and thin man repeated the loading operation that seemed incredible to Shanying, and pulled the trigger again...

The 30-meter target started to make noises...

The so-called shooting rhythm does not exist at all. It is just fast, unreasonably fast, incredibly fast!

And Shanying was sure that the number of gunshots he heard was wrong...

This was definitely not the other party cheating, but the tall and thin man's shooting speed was so fast that the gunshots overlapped.

"How did he do that?"

Mountain Eagle looked at the Blood Fox in shock...

In fact, being fast alone does not make the mountain eagle feel so great.

There are special competitions in the United States. Those crazy people modified their revolvers so that they would fire with a touch. Six rounds per second is actually not a great achievement. The record set by an old man in the United States is eight rounds per second.

But here’s the problem. The old man might be faster, but he was hitting one target, while the tall and thin man was hitting 6 targets, one of which was a flying wine bottle…

This is a bit incredible!
Blood Fox looked at Shanying's shocked expression, he laughed triumphantly and said: "Boy, your shooting skills are great, but you have to understand that there are many incredible people in this world, and you are not special at all!"

Just when the mountain eagle wanted to nod obediently, the elk next to him said with disdain: "Don't listen to what this guy says, he can only shoot fast with his revolver, but it's actually useless...

If he puts that broken gun on his waist, it could blow his dick off at any time!"

"Hey, Elk, you're jealous of me, aren't you?"

The tall and thin man walked from under the light to the barbecue grill, picked up a bottle of beer and gestured to Shanying. After taking a sip, he said with a smile, "This shabby place of yours is getting worse and worse. I'm a little worried about leaving my treasure here for you to keep..."

Shanying only then realized that this guy was actually a handsome Southeast Asian native...

The elk didn't like the tall and thin man's pretentiousness. He waved his hand in disdain and said, "Then take it away quickly. Don't take up my space..."

Blood Fox patted Mountain Eagle on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Let me introduce you to Eddie, a member of the Arctic Fox who retired in disgrace. He is a Bajau who loves western movies and was kept by a wealthy French woman...

He’s only the second fastest shooter among Arctic Fox, but he can stay underwater for a long, long time. He’s the best diver in the world.”

After hearing this, Shanying stretched out his hand to Eddie and said, "Hello, my name is Shanying..."

Eddie smiled and shook hands with Mountain Eagle, saying, "Blood Fox told me a lot about you. You are amazing!"

Shanying released Eddie's large, dry hand and said with a smile, "Then I'll have to do you an honor..."

As he spoke, Shanying glanced at the Colt revolver on Eddie's waist. He shook his head at Blood Fox and said, "I don't believe there is anyone who can be faster than Eddie..."

After hearing this, Blood Fox laughed and said, "Then you need to improve your imagination...

The guy who was faster than Eddie was called 'Camel', an American cowboy from the Western United States, and Eddie learned from him."

The elk looked at the shocked face of the mountain eagle and said with disdain, "These two are losers who ran away halfway. They are only good at shooting targets."

(End of this chapter)