Cultivating through increasing my stats in America-Chapter 120 - 119 Shooting Incident

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Chapter 120: Chapter 119 Shooting Incident

It has to be said that proficiency in "Vehicle Driving" is not easy to increase. Li Ang roughly estimated that on such a straight highway, one could only increase proficiency by one point for every five kilometers driven.

In places with heavier traffic and greater driving difficulty, the speed of acquiring proficiency was correspondingly faster.

By the time Li Ang finally drove his car to the supermarket in the city center, he suddenly noticed that the "Vehicle Driving" trait, which had not appeared before, began to surface slowly.

Vehicle Driving 130/200 (Proficient)

Trait: Dynamic Vision Enhancement 10%

Li Ang reckoned this was because the relevant experience for this skill had been transferred from the memories of his past life and was now being slowly activated.

The usefulness of this trait was undeniable; an increase in dynamic vision meant that Li Ang could more easily capture moving objects.

Not only was it useful while driving, but it was also helpful in combat, making it easier to see the opponent’s movements and enhance his own response.

Li Ang parked the car and planned to go on a major shopping trip inside the supermarket.

He now had a small fortune and had basically achieved the freedom to shop at supermarkets as he pleased.

Beef from the discount area was directly replaced with natural grass-fed beef, which, needless to say, doubled or tripled the price instantly.

However, the tastier food becomes, the more evident the diminishing marginal utility effect is, to improve flavor by 20%, you often have to pay 200% more.

Moreover, many foods, when switched to organic varieties, not only improved the taste but also reduced the hormone content.

Li Ang casually walked around and spent over six hundred dollars. If he had chosen the regular counterparts, it might have cost him just over a hundred.

Carrying bags big and small, he had just reached the supermarket entrance.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud gunshot rang out not far from him.

Li Ang’s muscles tightened in an instant, and his body’s instinctual response made him take cover around the corner at the entrance, hiding himself as much as possible.

Even though people say it’s the land of the free with daily gun battles, this was his first time truly experiencing such an incident up close.

Li Ang had just taken cover when the screams and the sound of the crowd running unfroze, filling the air with noise again.

Now, he could only roughly judge that the gunshots were coming from outside the door, and he couldn’t be certain whether this was due to a vendetta or just someone shooting randomly.

After a brief pause, a second gunshot sounded.

And this time, it was closer to his location, which meant that the shooter was likely moving towards the supermarket.

Simultaneously, Li Ang also heard the sound of a body hitting the ground and a muffled groan – undoubtedly, someone had been shot.

"Fuck this goddamn world, fuck***, let’s all go to hell! F***..."

A string of curses filled with intense emotions came from outside, disorganized and erratic. Li Ang deduced that this was probably the shooter.

This was actually good news; the more unstable the shooter’s state, the better his chances.

Li Ang’s brain was racing. He knew he had to do something and couldn’t just rely on the shooter’s mercy or wishful thinking.

Of course, he also couldn’t count on the police; even if they were quick, it would take at least five to ten minutes for them to arrive. By the time they got there, it would be too late.

Li Ang swept his gaze around the environment, finding absolutely nothing that could be useful. Moving around arbitrarily was not an option for him now; the more he drew the attention of the gunman, the greater the likelihood of getting shot.

With no alternative, he could only focus his attention on the contents of his shopping bag.

"Eggs, no good, beef, no good, ice cream, no good, durian... wait, durian might actually work."

Because his financial situation had improved, Li Ang had splurged on a Musang King Durian. Just this one purchase had cost him over a hundred US dollars even though the fruit wasn’t particularly large.

As imported Musang King Durians were generally flash-freezed, the one Li Ang held was frozen solid and hard as a rock.

Perfect for throwing at someone; it would surely silence them with a single hit.

Li Ang chose a suitable position, gripping the frozen durian in his hand and slowly adjusting the angle for throwing.

His current position was still two or three meters away from the entrance, and this section of the door was made of clear glass.

Otherwise, with his current skill level, sticking close and launching a direct attack would have been the quickest and surest approach.

On the other side of the door was a woman in her fifties who watched Li Ang’s movements and frantically shook her head in silence, begging him not to take any rash actions.

However, Li ignored her, attempting not to provoke the gunman? The gunman was clearly not in a normal state of mind, and this approach was nothing but a shot in the dark.

After a few breaths, the lower half of the gunman became visible in Li Ang’s field of vision.

He could hear the sound of the gunman’s hefty leather shoes dragging on the floor. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The first to move through the door was his left leg.

If he had been a professional combatant, on entering, he would first assure that there were no dangers on either side of the door, but fortunately, he was not.

A silver revolver dangled into the room, held in a somewhat plump hand that was reddish-white.

The good news was that from this position to the posture needed to fire, there was a certain reaction time required.

By the time a scruffy-looking Caucasian man with disheveled hair had around two-thirds of his head through the door, Li Ang made his move.

The frozen durian in his hand shot out like a cannonball, aimed precisely at the area where the man’s head met his neck.

The thirty-something, overweight Caucasian male barely had time to turn his head towards Li Ang when the durian struck.

The moment of impact was visibly severe; his head and neck jerked away from the blow.

Whether the man would die, Li Ang wasn’t sure, but he’d definitely lost his ability to move for the time being.

"Thud! Bang!"

Two sounds merged together: one was the durian smashing into the neck, and the other was the sound of the overweight man hitting the ground.

The crowd lying on the ground around him still dared not make a move.

Only Li Ang, in the instant the durian made contact, rushed forward, aiming a kick at the wrist of the fallen man still holding the gun.

With that kick, not only was the gun flung away, but the man’s wrist also snapped at an unnatural angle.

It wasn’t until ten seconds after the gun had left his hand that a few braver individuals began to cautiously stir.