Jason's brain was working rapidly, and he quickly formed a plan.
Hugging his M4A1, he lay prone on the ground, his ear pressed close, carefully listening to the footsteps outside the door.
The footsteps grew closer and louder, becoming increasingly dense.
Squeak~
This was the sound of someone pushing open the glass door of the ice cream shop.
Now!
Jason poked his head out, aimed at the Mafia members outside the door, and pulled the trigger, the M4A1 in his hands instantly spitting out deadly flames.
Bang bang bang…
A series of gunshots rang out, the hot brass casings flying up and down.
The Mafia members who were about to push the door open were struck by the sudden bullets, their bodies pierced, and they fell to the ground amidst the crisp shattering of the glass door.
Jason didn't release his finger but continued to maintain suppressive fire.
The Mafia members outside the door were stunned by his attack, cursing as they searched for nearby cover to hide behind.
Jason seized this brief period of safety and quickly manipulated the system's light screen.
[Ding! Damaging other people's property, gaining 10 Villain Points, current progress: 950/1000]
[Ding! Killing two Mafia members, gaining 200 Villain Points, current progress: 1150/1000]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, for reaching Level 2, gaining 10 Attribute Points, current progress: 150/2000]
Jason added the attribute points to Agility and Intelligence.
[Strength 33]
[Agility 32 → 35]
[Endurance 30]
[Intelligence 28 → 35]
Jason felt a violent tingling and swelling in his scalp, as if he had swallowed a large mouthful of mustard.
A moment later, this painful sensation disappeared, and his brain felt much clearer than before.
This is the feeling of increasing Intelligence?
Jason expressed serious doubts.
In the next instant, his limbs convulsed wildly on the ground.
It was a bit like a stroke, a bit like being electrocuted, and a bit like a mental illness.
In the blink of an eye, his body returned to normal.
No need to guess, it must be the system increasing his Agility.
The attribute points had reached the system's requirements, and Jason clicked open the store again, purchasing [Gun Mastery 5].
[Ding! Purchase successful, remaining points: 3]
[Gun Mastery 4 → 5]
It felt like someone had cracked open his skull, and a lot of knowledge, skills, and muscle memory about firearms were being forcibly stuffed into his brain.
It was like when traveling, desperately stuffing things into a suitcase.
If two hands couldn't fit it in, he'd sit on it with his butt, and if that didn't work, he'd step on it with his feet.
This feeling was very uncomfortable, but fortunately, it was very short.
After the skill infusion was complete, his body quickly absorbed and digested them like a sponge.
[Host: Jason Walter]
[Level: 2 (150/2000)]
[Strength 33]
[Agility 35]
[Endurance 30]
[Intelligence 35]
[Remaining Attribute Points: 0]
[Reputation: 13]
[Comrades: None]
[Points: 3]
[Abilities: Combat Mastery (Level 4), Driving Mastery (Level 3), Gun Mastery (Level 5), Cold Weapon Mastery (Level 2)]
[Store: Click Here]
… … … …
Jason gripped the M4A1 in his hand again, his understanding and application of firearms reaching a new level.
"Those sons of bitches, now it's my turn."
In the brief moment of rest just now, the pain in Jason's feet had lessened considerably, and with the system's mustard therapy and electroshock therapy, Jason's legs had recovered ninety percent.
"Jason, surrender, I admit you're very powerful, but there are more than twenty professional gunmen here, unless God appears, you can't escape."
Outside the door, Vladimir shouted loudly.
"Are you sure there are still more than twenty gunmen outside the door? And you might not believe it, but God is really helping me."
In the previous confrontation, Vladimir had lost nine of his men, and now, including the two brothers themselves, there were only fifteen gunmen.
Jason's words enraged Anatoly: "FUCK YOU! Bro, don't take him alive, just kill that son of a bitch."
Having lost nine gunmen in one fell swoop, Vladimir's face was also filled with anger.
After listening to his brother's words, he frowned and pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Okay!"
Anatoly's face lit up with joy, and he quickly took out an RPG from his backpack, shouting: "Surprise mother fucker!"
"Boom!"
The RPG made a roaring sound, shooting out with a long tail of flame, rushing towards the ice cream shop not far away.
Jason had a bad premonition in his heart.
He decisively smashed the glass on the other side and somersaulted out of the ice cream shop.
The next second, there was a burst of flames, and the earth shook.
The ice cream shop instantly turned into a sea of fire.
"These crazy idiots!" Feeling the heatwave above his head, Jason's expression was incomparably solemn and fearful.
If he had hesitated for a second just now, he would really have gone to see God or Satan at this moment.
Slightly relieved, Jason turned his head to look at the empty shopping mall, a cold smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.
Now it's my home field.
Anatoly excitedly threw away the RPG: "Bro, we can go in and collect Jason's corpse, although I'm not sure if we can find his body."
Vladimir was much more cautious than him, and with a gentle wave of his hand, a Mafia member left the cover, holding a gun and cautiously approaching the ice cream shop.
Half a minute later, the Mafia member walked out of the shop and shook his head at the two brothers.
"FUCK!"
Anatoly's face flushed red with anger, and he glared and cursed angrily.
Even after taking an RPG, Jason, that bastard, didn't die, could it be that he really has God's blessing?
Vladimir stood up and said calmly: "Don't worry, he's injured and can't run far."
After saying that, he pointed at the surrounding Mafia members and said: "You guys go in pairs, enter the shopping mall from different entrances, and if you find Jason, shoot him directly, no need to keep him alive."
"Yes!"
Everyone nodded, then dispersed in pairs, entering from several entrances of the shopping mall.
"Bro, I'm going too." Anatoly picked up the automatic rifle.
"Yeah, be careful, even if Jason is injured, he's not someone ordinary people can deal with."
Anatoly nodded, beckoning a Mafia member to enter the shopping mall from the main entrance.
… … … …
This shopping mall was located downstairs from Jason's house, and he loved to stroll around the shopping mall when he had nothing to do, taking the opportunity to admire the good figures of Western beauties.
After strolling around year after year, Jason knew the overall layout and all the details of the shopping mall like the back of his hand, and he was as familiar with the shopping mall as he was with his own living room.
This was also the reason why Jason didn't seize the time to escape, but hid in the shadows, preparing to counterattack the Mafia.
Inside an Italian restaurant on the second floor of the shopping mall, Jason sat in a window seat, eating the leftover lamb chops and spaghetti from the previous table of customers.
This location had an excellent viewing angle, overlooking almost the entire first floor of the shopping mall without any blind spots, making it an excellent location for couples to date.
Just after eating two lamb chops, two Mafia members appeared in Jason's field of vision.
They stood back-to-back, holding guns and proceeding slowly and cautiously.
Jason smiled slightly, took out the M4A1 and braced it against his shoulder, aiming at one of them.
After slightly aiming, he decisively pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!
Three gunshots rang out, and three large holes were opened in the Mafia member's chest and abdomen, and he immediately fell into a pool of blood, unable to die any more.
"SHIT!"
The companion panicked and aimed around at the source of the gunshots, but his field of vision was empty, and he had no idea where the bullets were coming from.
Jason unhurriedly aimed at him and fired three shots again.
[Ding! Killing two Mafia members, gaining 200 Villain Points, current progress: 350/2000]