I began a silent search of his body and he was unable to offer any resistance beyond sobbing because all of his joints had been ripped out.
If he was a designated violent criminal, he might have a useful item or two.
Then I rembered a joking conversation between Jin-woo and Se-ah the other day.
I've seen it in gas before, that when you're trying to get information, you ask them directly, and they lie because they're thinking about sothing else.
Well? How do you get to the truth right away?
Uhsays you can beat them before you ask for information.
What? What do you do?
You beat him up, knock him unconscious. Then you ask them, and if they talk at all, you beat them again.
Is that right? That's from the ga.
I thought so, but my uncles say everyone does it.'
Oh.'
It was a random mory, but I thought it was pretty convincing because I think I heard that sowhere too.
So, I hit him in the face with the gun.
Well, I guess he's still got so brains left, huh?
I hit him a couple more tis.
Puck puck
"What the hell is wrong with you!?"
"First tell why you're wanted."
"Nothing, I just did a couple of robberies, didn't kill many people!"
"You're an asshole."
The little bit of guilt I had left was completely gone, and my hands started to feel right.
Yeah, I guess you have to hit the bad guy to get the hang of it, huh?
-Puck, puck, puck, puck.
"Stop! Why are you hitting ? Why are you hitting ?"
"Just."
Puck, puck, puck.
Puck Puck
"Noah."
Puck-puck-puck-puck
"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph."
Is that good enough?
After a couple more slaps, I grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and asked him.
"So, where's the money from the robbery?"
He turned his head and looked at the bag hanging from his waist.
I snatch it from him and punch him again.
"I told you, I told you, why are you hitting ?"
"Because I know people like you. You only put your crap in places like this where it's easy to get at it, but you leave your really valuable stuff sowhere else."
"How could I"
Anyway, you're not out of the woods yet.
Finally, after a few more blows, sothing other than a scream ca out of his mouth.
"A pocket! Poncho a pocket!"
"You're right."
True to his word, I moved my hand to the inner pocket and an item window popped up in front of .
[You've found a new item!]
[Na: Gunslinger's Favor]
[Class: Artifact]
[Type: Amulet]
[Description: A feather amulet given to you by a gunslinger who saved an oppressed Native Arican tribe in the past. 3 tis per day deflects up to 3 bullets directed at the wearer].
"Oh pretty good huh?"
But the item that ca out of his pocket was sothing else.
[You found a new item!]
[Na: Silver Bullet]
[Rank: Rare]
[Type: Bullet]
[Description: a silver bullet blessed by the nad cleric himself; it deals powerful damage to undead]
"How's that, a bullet blessed by a saintly cleric! Even the Bone Dragon would be finished with one shot from that, how's that? I'll give it to you, but please don't-"
"Was this bastard a weak hawk, and now he's trying to sell dicine?"
"What?"
I imdiately threw the silver bullet into his face and slipped my hand into his neck sleeve.
"Is this real?"
"What? How can you- no, wait-"
The necklace instantly snapped off with a popping sound.
At the sa ti, a feather-shaped amulet falls into my hand.
"That's nothing! It's a charm my mother made for , so leave it alone!"
"Is your mother Native Arican?"
"what?"
"This asshole can take a beating like that and still spout lies whenever he opens his mouth."
But after a quick glance, it looks like there's nothing left to chew on.
I stunned him with a forceful kick and stood up, suddenly realizing that I was surrounded by people.
I'm sitting in a back alley in Area E.
I know this is not a place for the general public to gather.
"Who are you and why are you causing trouble in our zone?"
Apparently, the sight of beating up soone in their zone was pretty annoying.
"It's Corleones business. This is a criminal Corleone was after."
I identify myself by showing him the wanted slip I had in my pocket and my badge, which is Corleones mark.
Even in an era when de facto identification was a thing of the past, it was even more so in these back alleys.
"Must have been an asshole. Have fun."
As soon as I tell them who I am, they're gone.
Judging by their reactions, I'm pretty sure if I'd told them I was a regular bounty hunter, they'd have tried to claim bragging rights in their own neighborhood.
After all, this was the kind of neighborhood where if you pulled a gun, soone had to bleed.
"Whoa."
I lifted my head and ruffled my hair, and in the distance, I could see Sheriff Rick and Latte racing toward .
"Huh Huh You really got him."
"He realized he was ONLY ALIVE' and was taking advantage of that. Anyone else would have had a hard ti catching him."
"Then how did you manage to catch him?"
"? I tried to kill him, so he stopped."
"ah."
He looks convinced, realizing I was serious.
"You're lucky you didn't kill him."
"Yeah, I'm really glad."
If he'd actually tried to pull the triggerWell, killing him would have failed the quest, so I'd have beaten him to death with the buttstock of my shotgun.
There's no way his attack would have worked on in that situation.
"So, can we take him back to our side?
"Well, he's still alive, so you can carry him away."
"Ah, yes. The bounty is normally routed through Corleones accounting team, so I'll speak to them."
"Ah, thanks. Sothe bounty is the bounty, but I'm supposed to get other rewards as well, right?"
"Of course, Master. I'm a man of my word."
With that, he blew his whistle to summon his n and had them take the criminal away.
"That concludes our main business for the day! Now, if you'll excuse , there's a training range over by my office. Would you like to go there?"
"Sure. Latte, you don't mind, do you?"
"Sure. If we're going to the range, I could use a little shooting after all these years."
"Then let take you to the range, co on!"
That's how we ended up at the shooting range in Area E.
It was late at night, so no one seed to be using it.
"Well, as you can see, it's mostly used by the staff, so there's no one here at this ti of night. It's a perfect environnt for to teach you a skill. So, the first skill I'll teach you is this."
With a grunt, he turned around.
In front of him was a target made of steel.
"Whoa."
He takes a breath and slowly brings his right hand to the front of his thigh holsterand a split second later.
Bang!
The drawn revolver fired in such a flash that even I didn't catch the gun being pulled from the holster, and it hit the steel target in front of him.
"First, a basic quick draw. Honestly, it's not sothing that requires finesse or talent."
With that said, he pats the holster with his own pistol.
"The first thing is to make sure your grip is not slippery and your holster is in a position that allows for a smooth, quick draw. The fastest draw is always going to co from the most comfortable position, and the second thing is to draw the holster with just the force of your wrist, like this."
He places the pistol back in the holster and draws once again.
Clearly, the stance was very quick and accurate.
"The next thing is to hit the target with so sort of aid shot This is a hunch, sothing you can only learn by shooting a lot. You'll get better at this as you go along."
It was a textbook kind of explanation, but I didn't know why.
"Can I try it?"
I felt like I could do it.
"Sure. Let's try it."
I adjust my position very slightly, simulating drawing my pistol from my holster.
"Master, are you sure you're going to do that? That doesn't look like a technique you can do in one go, does it?"
Latte, who has been watching Rick's technique idly beside , asks with concern.
"Well, you never know, maybe I can do it in one go. You should give it a try."
"Oh, no way, I'm not doing it, I'm here just to watch you."
"Then just watch."
The distance to the target in front of is about 20 ters.
I rub my palms on my pants to keep my hands from sweating, and slowly mimic Rick's stanceand then.
BANG!
In a flash, the pistol is drawn from the holster and the bullet hits the target.
"Is this what it feels like?"
"Holy shit! Master, you really did it in one shot?!"
"Huh, I can't believe you actually do this."
It wasn't right in the center, but it was definitely on target.
It was only one shot, but it was a success.
"I think I was still a little slow, but at least I hit the target."
"No, that's crazy on your first try. I'm going to have to take back what I just said, maybe you have a talent for quick draws."
"Absolutely! How the hell do you do that in one go? Like this? Like this?"
Latte mimics my movents, thinking she can do it in one go toobut.
Bang!
"Done."
Pulling it out quickly only makes it look more convincing but she failed to hit the target.
"HmphWhy can't it be like this?"
Bang! Bang!
But the bullet still doesn't hit.
"Ha, I guess I don't have the sa talent as you."
Well, if talent is a trait, then I guess you could say I have it.
"Thats it for quick draws but Im sure you have other skills, right?"
I asked with a smirk, knowing his other skills, and Rick shook his head in disbelief and smirked.
"Yes. The skill that got to where I am today is."
Bang!
"It's this."
He stretched out his arm as hard as he could and fired a shot forward.
But instead of hitting the steel target in front of him, the bullet hits the target on the saran wrap right next to it.
Latte's jaw drops at the sight, which seems to defy physics.
"No, no, you just shot straight ahead, why did it hit the one next to it?"
With that, she walks over to Rick and crouches down.
"Did you put so kind of imprint on the gun? Or on the bullet?"
"What do you an, both the gun and the bullets are regular items from a gunsmith's shop, no engravings or anything magical. Oh, and the revolver is pretty good craftsmanship, of course."
"No, then how did the bullets fly sideways?"
"It's like this."
Saying that, he squeezed the trigger once again, pointing forward.
Bang! Bang!
This ti, the left and right targets shook, proving that the bullet had hit.
"Wowmaster. Isn't this guy actually a mage? It would be hard for anything but a special artifact to interfere with bullets, right?"
I know that.
That's why I wanted to learn from this man.
"It's a trick that requires a bit of technique, but I'll teach you the theory, so why don't you give it a try?"
The art of bending a bullet has always thrilled any man.
"Good!"
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