Chapter 1579: Guru Yang

"Armor-piercing bullets?" Liu Yezi couldn't help but be stunned, "Yang Ming, do you need such a powerful weapon? Ordinary firearms should be fine, but armor-piercing bullets are hard to get..."

"Oh? Can't Fatty get them?" asked Yang Ming.

"Generally, firearms are easy to buy in Las Vegas, but lethal and inhumane weapons such as armor-piercing bullets are difficult to buy in the civilian market. Even the black market might not sell them..." Liu Yezi explained, "Even if gun control here is not strict, they would not allow heavy weapons to run rampant. After all, it is a matter of local law and order!"

"Okay, then I will think of a way." Yang Ming nodded. He wasn't too surprised. Liu Yezi was right. Although the United States did not have strict firearms control, no one could get a rocket launcher or armor-piercing bullets to shoot at people on the street.

"Yang Ming, do you want to use armor-piercing bullets to go against that guy?" Liu Yezi guessed Yang Ming's intention.

"En. I'm afraid that's the only way," said Yang Ming.

"I hope it will work! But if we have such a big battle this time, the FBI will notice it and track ys. I'm afraid we can't return to China through normal channels..." Liu Yezi said with some worry.

"He..." Yang Ming smiled, "It's all right. Leave it to me."

Yang Ming had never been afraid of anyone since he started his career as an assassin. He could even safely get out of trouble in the troubled environment of North Africa, let alone here in Las Vegas.

Liu Yezi nodded and did not have doubts. Yang Ming was well known as the ace of the Secret Services team. Naturally, he had his excellence, just like he who was the ace of the Field team. He wouldn't simply lie, neither would Yang Ming.

"Hello, Batterton? I'm Yang Ming." Yang Ming dialed Batterton's phone again.

"Mr. Yang, do you have any commands?" Batterton answered the phone respectfully.

"This isn't necessarily a command. Please give me the contact information of Lang Ge Sr. from the Street Racer Gang," Yang Ming said. Although Batterton belonged to the underworld Douglas Family and it could be said that he could get any kind of weapons in Ello Town, this was Las Vegas. The Douglas Family was only involved in the hotel industry here and did not develop into Las Vegas' underworld. It was impossible for Batterton to get these weapons, so Yang Ming didn't even consider him.

It was better to find the Lang Ge Family's Street Racer Gang directly. They used to be one of the three major gangs in the local area... Now they were one of the two gangs. It should be a trivial matter for them to get firearms like armor-piercing bullets.

"Wait a minute... Mr. Yang, Lang Ge Sr.'s phone number is 00XXXXXXX," Batterton said a string of numbers. He then said to Yang Ming, "Mr. Yang, do you have any other commands?"

"I have nothing else. That's all for now." Yang Ming hung up the call and immediately dialed the number Batterton had given him.

Lang Ge Sr. was planning the gang's future with his son, Lang Ge Jr., in the ward. Although Lang Ge Jr. was crippled, he was not sad at this moment. The Street Racer Gang was able to develop to an unprecedented level. This was something to get excited about!

The ringing of the phone interrupted their conversation. Lang Ge Sr. frowned. He didn't want to answer. But he still picked up the phone and glanced at it. When he saw that it was an unfamiliar number, his heart tightened.

These two days were really eventful. Lang Ge Sr. didn't dare to be careless, so he answered the phone and said hesitantly, "Hello, I'm Lang Ge Sr.. Who are you looking for?"

"I'm Yang Ming." Yang Ming went straight to the point, "Lang Ge Sr., where are you?"

"Ah!" Lang Ge Sr. was shocked when he heard Yang Ming's voice. I'm really a lucky man. Luckily I answered the call, otherwise who knows if I would anger the big devil again and cause the Street Racer Gang to be annihilated instantly?

"Mr. Yang, hello. I'm in the hospital. Is there anything I can do for you?" Lang Ge Sr. stood up from beside the bed in a very respectful posture. In his opinion, Yang Ming was omnipresent. Maybe Yang Ming is nearby and he is able to observe my current attitude!

So Lang Ge Sr. didn't dare to neglect in the slightest. His current posture was like a tiny ant talking to his master.

"Prepare a heavy sniper rifle and some armor-piercing bullets. I need them urgently." Yang Ming said, "This won't be a problem, right?"

"No problem, Mr. Yang. When do you want it? I..." Lang Ge Sr. promised. It was not difficult for him at all. Heavy sniper rifles were difficult for ordinary people to get, but it was naturally a trivial matter for a gang boss like Lang Ge Sr. There were more than ten of these in the gang's warehouse.

"I'm at the Douglas Hotel's entrance. I'm in the black Passat with the car number XXX-XXX. You can just deliver it to the car," said Yang Ming.

"Okay, I'll do it right away." Lang Ge Sr. didn't know what Yang Ming was going to do with the heavy sniper rifle. In his opinion, if Yang Ming wanted to kill people, it could be done with just a thought. There was no need to use any firearms.

However, this is Guru Yang's intention. Is it possible that Guru Yang's thoughts and intentions can be guessed by others of the same level? Maybe Guru Yang wants to target a plane with the heavy sniper rifle. Anyway, it will be fine as long as I follow Guru Yang's words!

Thinking of this, Lang Ge Sr. was immediately ready to proceed and handle this matter. Although he could command others to do it, how could it be the same? Doing it himself would let Guru Yang know how much importance Lang Ge Sr. placed on this matter!

"Father, did Mr. Yang call?" Lang Ge Jr. asked after Lang Ge Sr. hung up the phone.

"It's Guru Yang! Remember, in the future, we must call him Guru Yang when we mention him privately! Guru Yang is omnipotent. We must always have a respectful attitude! There can be no blasphemy!" corrected Lang Ge Sr..

"Yes, Father. I was wrong!" Lang Ge Jr. nodded quickly, "You are right. He is omnipotent, so we will call him Guru Yang!"

"En, that's right!" Lang Ge Sr. nodded with satisfaction, "Guru Yang asked me to get a heavy sniper rifle and some armor-piercing bullets. I'll get them now. You should take a good rest in the hospital! Members of the Street Racer Gang are stationed all around the ward. If there is something, just inform them!"

"Relax, father, I'm not a kid. It's important that you go deal with Guru Yang's instructions!" Lang Ge Jr. waved his hand in a hurry, motioning his father to hurry and not delay time.

While Lang Ge Sr. was grateful for having such an understanding son, he naturally did not dare to neglect and quickly walked out of the ward. At the same time, he called the manager of the Street Racer Gang's warehouse and had them prepare a heavy sniper rifle and some armor-piercing bullets. If Yang Ming wanted one, Lang Ge Sr. would not just prepare one. He would prepare two, one of which could be used for future use.