I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal Chapter 295 - 215: Alright, then let’s fight!

"Ah? You’re Bai Shi? Who’s possessed you?"

Nick Horton’s eyes widened.

For a mont, he didn’t know what to say.

If asked to choose one person who would never put him in danger, Nick would unhesitatingly pick Bai Shi.

That was soone who always prepared ticulously for everything.

After all, for refined thieves like them, taking action was always a last resort.

If it was possible to succeed without bloodshed, they would always prefer it.

If there was a choice to flee, that was always the priority.

Better to save the green hills than to worry about having no firewood.

It had almost beco their life’s creed.

But now, Bai Shi was speaking words that Nick Horton had never expected.

Silently, Nick set aside the chosen fake identities and looked earnestly at Bai Shi.

He wanted to talk Bai Shi out of it, but he didn’t know how to begin.

Because he dimly understood the reason Bai Shi was no longer running.

Bai Shi, anwhile, was silently preparing the equipnt he would need next.

First and foremost, a specially made bulletproof vest was essential.

The simple anti-stab undershirt he typically wore would not suffice; he needed to put on a full set of specially made bulletproof vests.

Even though firearms were not commonly seen in Hua Country, one couldn’t completely disregard the possibility.

Besides, making a homade gun wasn’t difficult.

Second,

Bai Shi prepared a skillfully modified electric shock device, a small set of lock-picking tools, adrenaline, ergency hemostatic dication, truth serum...

Finally,

He took out a gun from a certain hidden compartnt.

It was a Beretta Px4 Storm pistol.

Different from the homade gun Bai Shi kept hidden under the seat of the Cadillac.

This was a firearm produced by a regular arms company, eting all the standards.

It was a compact pistol used by Special Soldiers or security personnel, with a total length of just 192mm, the lower part of the slide made of polyr material, also very light in weight, emphasizing its ease of carry.

For soone who had mixed in foreign lands for so many years and also cultivated connections in his ho country, acquiring a gun wasn’t strange.

When Nick Horton saw Bai Shi pull out the gun,

He imdiately understood Bai Shi’s determination.

He truly wanted to end everything here, not desiring his life to be disturbed further.

Thinking of this,

Nick Horton’s head bowed in a sowhat silent lancholy.

A torrent of past mories flowed through his mind.

Studying with Bai Shi; their first collaboration on forging Light House Country bonds of antique level; escaping alive from international police; enjoying life on a vacation island in the Pacific Ocean; stealing a bunch of diamonds from the hands of a corrupt president in Africa...

Thinking that Bai Shi had intended to retire, but had gotten into trouble because of his own carelessness.

Considering that even so, Bai Shi had silently chosen to handle everything without blaming him even a bit,

Nick Horton felt exceptionally complex emotions.

The grip on the escape bag tightened, then involuntarily loosened.

Although he hated himself imnsely for not cleaning up the traces after stealing from the drug lord, at that mont, he had no ti to think of anything else.

Fobler issued a warrant for our arrest, and the drug lord also wants a piece of the action?

Then let’s fight!

Contemplating this, Nick Horton set down the escape bag.

Bai Shi, understanding Nick’s choice, passed over a very small real-ti communication earpiece, along with another pistol of the sa model.

Nick took the earpiece and put it on.

He weighed the pistol in his hand for a mont, then tucked it away.

He then began to choose useful items from the pile of equipnt on the table to carry on his person.

Both n were well aware of each other’s choices, with no need for further words, but prepared thoroughly for what was to co.

Nick selected a few tools he was proficient with.

This included a micro-drone for surveillance and several doses of adrenaline for ergencies.

He silently stored these pieces of equipnt in the secret pockets close to his body, each item placed seed to strengthen his resolve.

"Bai Shi, this ti..."

He hesitated, ultimately settling for a gentle pat on Bai Shi’s shoulder.

Bai Shi responded with a slight smile, one that carried a sense of relief, as if after years of drifting, he had finally found a haven to dock.

Then, the two quickly checked their equipnt again to ensure nothing was amiss.

"Are you ready?" Bai Shi asked softly, his eyes shining with the unique light that cos before a battle.

Nick took a deep breath and nodded.

Bai Shi too took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Sun Huwen was away on a long trip, no need to worry about her getting involved.

He needed to resolve everything quickly.

Not only to take care of the people at ho, but also to try and uproot the problem entirely.

As a faint electronic buzz sounded, a clear signal echoed in the real-ti communication earpiece, allowing both n to clearly hear the activity on the other end.

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The lazy afternoon sun cast a delicate golden radiance on the concrete paths of Mingwang New Village, draping this old residential area with a faint glow.

Dappled light danced through the leaves on the ground, making everything exceptionally tranquil, with only the occasional chirping of cicadas piercing the quietude.

Bai Shi and Nick Horton, after disguising themselves, stood in an inconspicuous corner, blending in with their environnt as if they were one with it, hard to detect unless intentionally sought.

Bai Shi took out a small drone from his backpack, equipped with advanced thermal imaging technology, capable of penetrating walls without drawing attention, and detecting indoor movents.