I Have A Martial Dao World

Xinwang Pharmaceuticals

"Ruan Qiang, all the men I sent out are dead…" Manager Huang received a call, her pretty face turned frosty with the embarrassing news, "Six good men, all ex-military, armed with guns, all dead!"

Ruan Qiang spat out some phlegm and said coldly, "They really are tough nuts to crack. Good, I'll personally take care of him."

"That guy from Xia Country is quite unusual, might have a military background. Today is delivery day, we have to be careful…"

Manager Huang's words were cut short by the sound of gunshots and shouting outside, followed by the screams that come just before death.

"They're attacking us directly!?"

Ruan Qiang calmly opened a drawer, attached a few grenades to his waist, then picked up an AK: "Don't panic. I've seen all sorts of ruthless characters when fighting against Xia Country; I'm going to take my old comrades and kill him!"

Having said this, he looked towards the four figures standing beside him. They were middle-aged men, their eyes devoid of any emotion, their bodies exuding an undeniable aura of fierceness.

Ruan Qiang knew deep down that his own footing in this world was rooted in these four brothers-in-arms who had survived the hail of bullets together!

It was because of them that he could become the Security Chief of Xinwang Pharmaceuticals. With such a background, he enjoyed a life of luxury and pleasure, playing with young girls as he pleased.

Listening to the intense commotion outside, Manager Huang was still not reassured. She grabbed Ruan Qiang tightly, staring at him intently:

"This factory is my life! There must be no mistakes! I'll give you 15 minutes; if you can't solve it in 15 minutes, I'm calling for the SWAT team!"

"Enough, I can solve the problem in ten minutes."

Ruan Qiang brushed off Manager Huang's hand, his expression somewhat disgusted; he disliked "older" women above the age of twelve.

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Lu Yao arrived at "Xinwang Pharmaceuticals" on a tricycle by himself.

On the way, he Googled the name of the firearm he was carrying and found out it was the famous M1911.

With a super-large caliber of 11.43 mm, it possessed incomparable killing power, as well as many other advantages such as reliability and easy maintenance.

It had been the standard equipment of the Star Alliance Country. Since Annan Country and the Star Alliance had been at war, the 1911 was quite popular around here.

When Lu Yao's tricycle was still a long way from the main gate of Xinwang Pharmaceuticals, the security guards had already pulled out their guns and were shouting something in the language of Annan Country.

Lu Yao didn't even stop his vehicle when suddenly a gun appeared in his hand; the next second, "pop pop pop pop" four shots rang out, leaving behind four bodies with bullets through their brows.

The whole process took no more than the blink of an eye, and the group never had a chance to realize what was happening before they died.

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It was now the middle of the night, and though the factory was fully lit and bright, there were still shadows lurking in the corners.

Lu Yao headed straight for the heavy trucks in the shadows and heard raucous laughter and a woman's pained sobs before he even got close.

He saw five trucks parked inside a massive warehouse, guarded by twenty of Xinwang Pharmaceuticals' security personnel.

Perhaps due to the long night, the guards had caught a young woman, tied her up, and were amusing themselves with her.

The poor woman's mouth was wrapped with tape, and she had a blindfold over her eyes. The ground was littered with cigarette butts, syringes, contraceptives, and other debris, giving off a disgusting smell in the air.

Lu Yao didn't bother being polite with these scumbags.

Entering a state of concentration, his enemies seemed to move at half speed. He pulled out another 1911 and wielded both guns, firing instantly.

All his muscles worked together in precise and powerful coordination, controlling both guns as 14 bullets poured out and hit their targets.

The powerful 11.43mm pistol rounds left gaping holes in the enemies' heads and chests, killing more than half of them instantly.

The remaining men were terrified, not even seeing where Lu Yao was; some covered their heads and crouched on the ground, others screamed and ran, while some fired wildly into the sky, all in complete disarray.

They wouldn't have been so weak if it hadn't been for the fact that Lu Yao had already taken out the better fighters who had military experience beforehand; the rest were just gang thugs.

After Lu Yao fired all his bullets, he calmly performed an "Airborne Mag Change"—he tossed the empty magazines by flicking his hands; then threw both guns up, quickly retrieved new magazines and inserted them, all in less than a second!

The ability to move as one's body wishes, an impressive level of physical control, allowed Lu Yao to master this stylish reloading technique with no formal instruction.

He opened fire with both guns again, finishing off the remaining enemies, wiping out this group of guards in a total of 20 seconds.

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"With a gun, ordinary people are powerless against me. Firearms compensate for my lack of attack power and perfectly magnify the effects of Spirit Refinement."

As Lu Yao sighed, he fired and broke the handcuffs binding the woman.

The pitiable woman tore off the blindfold and the tape from her mouth. Even though she didn't see Lu Yao, she still shouted something that sounded like "thank you" in Annan language toward his general direction and then ran away.

Afterward, Lu Yao opened the container on the heavy truck. Inside were barrels of plastic filled with a viscous, unknown liquid, not the DP he had imagined.

Just then, Ruan Qiang finally arrived with his elite squad. His arrival was timely, and puzzled why his men were silent, he then saw the mess—his men were all dead!

Seeing that the enemy was inside the factory also made him desperate. The contents of the truck were the factory's most important output, not tolerating any mistakes!

Ruan Qiang made a gesture, and the four elites immediately dispersed, while he himself found a solid cover and started yelling at Lu Yao:

"Xia Country person, you killed my brother! I'm going to torture you slowly, then fill you with cement and stand you at the factory entrance!"

He spoke in Xia language with a strange accent, intending to distract his opponent and create opportunities for his teammates.

Unfortunately, his Xia language skills, learned years ago for interrogating prisoners of war, had grown rusty through disuse, and Lu Yao hardly understood a word he shouted.

Before long, seeing his team had already taken advantageous shooting positions, Ruan Qiang's heart surged—he was sure to win!

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The normal script would be—5 elite troops wielding AKs, completely suppressing Lu Yao with their firepower, forcing him to hide behind cover without daring to show his head, and eventually being surrounded and riddled with bullets.

That's what Ruan Qiang thought, but reality slapped him hard in the face.

They held AKs and took cover, barely sticking out their bodies without even pulling the trigger when Lu Yao opened fire first!

In a state of focused calm, every move these men made was under control, everything seemed to move at 0.5x speed, and sticking out to shoot was simply seeking death.

He raised his hand and a single shot blew the head off the first man who peeked to shoot, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere.

The second shot took down a rugged middle-aged man who had climbed up to the second story of the factory to gain the high ground. The man was hit in the neck and blood spurted out, ensuring he wouldn't live.

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Ruan Qiang and the remaining two hurriedly took cover, their faces filled with shock!

"From over 60 meters... A fatal shot with a handgun!"

"What kind of monster is this!!"

The precision and range of a handgun are very low, with an effective combat distance of only ten to twenty meters! Hitting a target at 30 meters is considered sharpshooter level!

At a distance like this, aiming for the head or legs wouldn't be unusual, but the opponent was just that accurate!

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A middle-aged Annan man with a handlebar mustache took off his shirt and, prodding it with a gun, stuck it out of cover, hoping to trick Lu Yao into shooting. Nothing happened.

Then, he continued to prod his shirt, meanwhile cautiously peeking out half his head.

With a "bang," a bullet hole appeared in the man's forehead, and he dropped dead on the spot.

"Dammit! This Xia dog seems to know exactly where we'll peek from, he's got a bullet waiting the moment a head shows!"

Ruan Qiang's eyes were almost bursting with fury! In just a few minutes, only one of his brothers-in-arms was left!

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Ruan Qiang's last teammate, covered in terrifying scars from burns, a memento of war, roared, "Platoon leader! He's not human! I'll cover you, get out of here!" He then stuck his gun out of cover and fired blindly in Lu Yao's general direction. He only extended his gun-toting hand, the rest of his body still hidden behind the cover.

Just as Ruan Qiang was about to move, a gunshot rang out, and his teammate's hand sticking out from cover was shot through, creating a bloody hole!!

Both men exchanged a terrified glance, shocked to their core! Hitting a hand with a handgun from sixty meters away in an instant, what kind of incredible marksmanship was that!

Both were immediately disheartened and dared not peek out from cover again.

Suddenly, Ruan Qiang felt steeped in an overwhelming sense of unreality. On one side, a large force with AKs providing suppressive fire, yet reduced to cowering behind cover not daring to move by one man with a handgun…

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While they kept still, Lu Yao took the opportunity to move to the bodies nearby and picked up an AK.