"That depends on how important your information is. For general information, you can go to cubicles 1-4 opposite. I can also assess it here, and for important information, you can even go to the main building. Someone will guide you. So, do you have important information?"
"Who is in charge of the Main Building? I have important information."
"About what? I need to make an assessment first."
Henry raised his hands, and two small skill Flying Daggers, 15 centimeters long and weighing 40 grams, flew out like lightning, piercing the right eye and throat of the guard holding the revolver, causing him to fall backward onto the ground, his pistol dropping.
"Hands up, don't shout. Trust me, you're absolutely not as fast as I am." A 1.2-meter-long Swift Sword appeared out of thin air in Henry's hand, its tip pressed against the Red-haired Youth's throat.
The Red-haired Youth was stunned by this incredible sight. His neck felt the sharp, cold sword tip, and he immediately felt a chill, goosebumps appearing on his neck.
He immediately raised his hands high and stammered, "Buddy, I don't know how you did it, but you definitely can't escape. There are dozens of heavily armed, powerful guards outside."
"Answer my question, or you won't have to worry about the guards anymore. Who is in charge of the Main Building? Who is the boss behind the black market?" Henry said expressionlessly.
"Daysler, the boss here, is in charge of the Main Building. He's on the second floor of the Main Building. I truly don't know who the boss behind him is."
"Besides the 10 guards on the second floor of the Main Building, how many more guards are inside?"
"I really don't know. We're not allowed into the second floor of the Main Building."
"How many guards are around this villa? Where are they?"
"They're all in the nearby buildings. I don't know the exact number, but there are at least over 100."
"Where is the intelligence center or archive room here?"
The Red-haired Youth hesitated slightly, then felt his neck being pierced, blood seeping out. He immediately said, "On the first floor of the Main Building."
"Besides here, are there other black markets in Denver?"
"As far as I know, only this one."
"How many exits are there in total here? How do you get out?"
"I know of three. It's hard to explain how to get out, but I can lead the way."
"No need for a guide. Have a good trip."
The Red-haired Youth was greatly alarmed and tried to retreat with force from his legs, but his throat was instantly pierced by the tip of the Swift Sword, which then diagonally ascended, piercing through his brainstem and exiting from the posterior cranial fossa at the back of his head.
The Red-haired Youth immediately lost consciousness and died, like a shrimp skewered on a bamboo stick.
Henry pulled out the Swift Sword, collected the money pouches and weapons from both men, then rummaged through a drawer for a small stack of cash, and also put all the documents from the drawer into his spatial storage.
Pulling open the door, Henry turned the white wooden sign to show the black side facing out.
As soon as he stepped out, he noticed a guard in the center of the garden staring at him.
It seemed each guard had a designated area to watch.
The arrangements here were too strict!
Henry realized he couldn't silently eliminate all the guards outside, let alone the one in each cubicle.
He could only do his best, delaying discovery as much as possible, at least ensuring Daysler didn't escape. The second objective was those archives.
Henry took a few steps forward to get as close to the center of the garden as possible, then activated his ten-times Super Reaction state, his hands once again forming eight-arm afterimages, launching skill Flying Daggers like a continuous stream of projectiles.
After one second, five guards within fifteen meters of Henry each had two skill Flying Daggers in their necks, while five guards twenty-odd meters away from Henry each had one skill Flying Dagger in their chest and abdomen, letting out shrill screams.
With a thought, Henry used a gray bead to dispel his abnormal state, and at the same time, two double-action revolvers appeared in his hands, firing continuously at the ten guards on the second floor of the Main Building, twenty-odd meters away.
"Bang, bang, bang," accompanied by a rapid succession of gunshots, ten guards were repeatedly shot in the head within one second.
Caught off guard, they all died without even firing a single shot.
"Bang, bang!" Henry sent his last two bullets to the two guards who first rushed out of the two cubicles opposite.
Instantly swapping to two new double-action revolvers, Henry continued to shoot at the guards rushing out from the side cubicles.
That feeling of everything reflecting in his mind reappeared—the cicada senses the autumn wind before it stirs.
Henry's two guns picked off the guards in the order they rushed out and fired, always killing them a step ahead of their attempts to shoot.
Within one second, Henry emptied the 12 bullets from his two pistols, and instantly swapped to two new double-action pistols to continue shooting.
One second later, Henry swapped to two new double-action pistols again and continued shooting, as if practicing at a shooting range with high-speed moving targets. As long as a guard rushed out of a cubicle and tried to shoot, the fatal bullets would always follow closely, harvesting lives.
Aside from the initial five guards who were hit in the chest and abdomen by skill Flying Daggers, very few other guards screamed. At such close range, Henry almost always shot them in the head.
Midway through the third round of revolver shooting, the villa's main gate was violently pushed open, and eight guards at the entrance, holding rifles, surged in and immediately fired, but most of the bullets hit the granite stones that appeared out of thin air in front of Henry.
Two chest-high granite stones also appeared out of thin air on each side of Henry's body and behind him.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Henry immediately turned his guns and fired at these eight guards. At a distance of a dozen meters, almost every shot was a headshot.
At this moment, eight guards surged out from the Main Building behind him, firing wildly at Henry with their rifles.
6 white bead empty shells and 6 gray bead empty shells dissipated.
After emptying the 12 bullets from the third round of pistols, all eight guards in front fell. Henry reloaded with two double-action pistols and shot at the eight rifle guards behind him, followed by the crowd rushing out from the side cubicles.
Because of the chaotic intrusion of the eight rifle-wielding guards from front and back, Henry's rhythm for shooting the guards rushing out from the side cubicles was disrupted, and the distance was too short, resulting in 4 white bead empty shells and 28 gray bead empty shells dissipating when Henry emptied the bullets from his 8th round of dual pistols.
From each of the 19 rooms, 3-4 people rushed out, and even those who came to pick up tasks were drawn into shooting at Henry.
At its peak, Henry was focused-fired by over 30 people at a distance of a dozen meters for about 3 seconds. Even if they fired an average of 1 shot per second, that was 100 shots.
If not for the four granite stones blocking, Henry's hit count would have more than doubled.
Short-range gunfight, rapid-fire like a cannon, life and death in an instant.
From the moment Henry launched his skill Flying Daggers until all enemies fell, only nine seconds had passed!
This was truly an assault like thunder.
Henry didn't rush to deliver finishing shots; instead, he quickly checked all 19 rooms to see if any cowards or cunning individuals were hiding.
Indeed, there were three more! Henry sent them off one by one, and another gray bead empty shell dissipated—after all, Henry was the one ambushed at this point.
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