"Good, say it now, and I'll ensure you get through this," Lin Hai promised.

"It was Bolan Company's boss, Wu Runfa!" Song Zong didn't hesitate; King Yan's word carries weight and is respected in the assassin world.

"Wu Runfa?" That name sounds more like it belongs in a movie.

"He's a little man, using me as the first bait. Damn it." Song Zong gritted his teeth resentfully.

Before Song Zong could finish speaking, bullets flew again.

Bang bang bang—

The bullets came furiously fast.

This was an incredibly skilled technique, each bullet following nearly identical trajectories, continuously increasing their impact, causing formidable damage.

"Watch out!"

Lin Hai's whole body's Gang Qi went into overdrive, and Song Zong rapidly wielded his sword in defense.

A series of bullets directly broke Song Zong's sword, and in a critical moment, Lin Hai struck Song Zong, sending him flying to narrowly escape disaster.

"Thank you, sir," Song Zong said with gratitude while spitting out blood.

Pssh—

A bullet came from another angle.

"There's another hidden sniper? Holding his breath and hiding until now to strike! Damn!"

The angle came from behind, the bullets were fast, obviously fired from a modified weapon.

Lin Hai suddenly remembered, Sniper King's brother, who was once forced by Weapon God to act out and was ultimately spared for Sniper King's sake. But due to the intense fight, his legs were penetrated by a special explosive bullet, becoming disabled.

The Sniper King's brother was also once a weapon expert, and the weapon skill just now clearly came from the same source as Sniper King's.

Blood splashed up from Wang Jingjing's lower abdomen.

"Brother Lin..."

"No..."

Bang bang—

Two more weapon sounds, Lin Hai didn't care about anything else, hugged Wang Jingjing, and used his back to take the bullets head-on.

Gang Qi all surged to his back, muscles tight, allowing the bullets to only break through the outermost skin and flesh, stopped by the muscles, and bounced onto the ground.

Song Zong watched, his heart pounding, astonished as it was the first time he saw someone take bullets with their body.

"No wonder he's King of Assassins, so strong," Song Zong thought to himself in awe.

A bullet hole passed through Wang Jingjing's lower abdomen, blood continuously flowing out, her pretty face deathly pale.

Lin Hai immediately used Gang Qi to protect her wound, preventing the blood from oozing too quickly.

He suddenly turned around, following the bullet's tracks, and caught a pair of sinister eyes.

"No matter who you are, I want you dead!"

The cold tone filled with murderous intent made even the hidden Sniper King tremble slightly, a testament to what type of man he was facing. Never having seen his opponent's true face, yet feeling incredibly intimidated at this moment.

From a dark corner behind, that sinister gaze carried strong excitement, ever since he was crippled, he took joy in others' pain, the more painful they were, the happier he felt inside.

"Brother Lin, I'm sorry, I caused this trouble for you," Wang Jingjing, seeing the blood spattering continuously from Lin Hai's back, spoke weakly.

Lin Hai shook his head: "It's okay, Jingjing, don't talk too much now. I'll treat you soon."

Handing Wang Jingjing to Song Zong, Lin Hai merely left a sentence: "If she lives, you live."

Song Zong quickly nodded, holding Wang Jingjing and hiding in a relatively safe corner.

His eyes also carried a bit of nervousness and anticipation, wanting to see just how powerful King Yan, known as King of Assassins, really could be when he puts his full effort.

Lin Hai casually picked up a broken table leg, his Gang Qi vibrated in his palm, turning the table leg into wood shavings.

Raising his hand, like launching hidden weapons, a flurry of wooden splinters shot toward the back direction.

Immediately, a series of hurried breaths came from that direction, with the sound of a handheld weapon firing continuously, as if resisting with bullets.

"Indeed, 50 meters behind, at the nine o'clock position, die."

Lin Hai's killing intent was overwhelming, rushing out like lightning.

The opponent had just resisted the hidden wooden spike weapon when he saw a tall and formidable man standing in front of him, so startled that he almost dropped the weapon in his hand.

"White Reaper? Tony Simon?" Lin Hai immediately recognized him; it was Sniper King's crippled brother.

"Who are you..."

"Die!"

Lin Hai did not wait for his opponent to react; he pressed his hands directly on his head, exerted force with his arms, and a cracking sound ensued.

Crack, the sound of bones shattering echoed.

The opponent's orifices bled, his skull crushed under the pressure of the fingers piercing through the brain, and finally, Lin Hai brutally twisted his neck.

Song Zong was utterly shocked by this scene.

"No!"

A mournful roar of anger came from the three o'clock position on the right, estimated to be on the rooftop, exactly 150 meters away.

"Snipers should not let emotions expose them during combat." Lin Hai snorted coldly, leaped out, flipped, and quickly climbed up, reaching the rooftop of the twelve-story building opposite in just a few breaths.

Song Zong was again shocked, so fast, twelve stories, nearly leaping out, which almost surpassed his cognition!

At this moment, on the rooftop, Lin Hai faced his opponent with a cold gaze.

Looking at the deeply aggrieved Sniper King, Lin Hai had absolutely no sympathy.

What goes around comes around.

"Who are you exactly!" Sniper King roared out, never expecting such a simple mission to result in his brother's tragic death.

The ice-cold murderous Huaxia man was preposterously strong.

"Me? King Yan!"

Lin Hai spoke lightly.

Sniper King's pupils dilated rapidly, with an incredulous expression; the original anger, with that name, was almost shockingly dissipated.

"Very shocking?" Lin Hai stood there, exuding a mountain-like aura, heavy and oppressive.

Sniper King felt breathless, this was just a simple mission, why did it provoke King Yan!

King of Assassins' reputation was distinguished; in the assassin world, no one dares contend with King Yan.

"Are you really King Yan?" Sniper King spoke with difficulty.

Although both carried the title 'King,' the significance was vastly different.

"Heh, no point in wasting words with you, are you ready to die?"

As the words fell, Lin Hai fully launched his attack.

"So fast!"

Sniper King hurriedly retreated, at the same time trying to aim his weapon at a vital spot.

"So fast, a mysterious gait, is this Huaxia's magical movement technique? Completely unable to track the bullet trajectory, damn it."

Bang, Sniper King only felt a tremendous force transmitted to his arm, subconsciously lifting the weapon to resist.

Crack, the specially modified sniper weapon was smashed into pieces by a punch from Lin Hai.

"How terrifying, is this Yama Chasing Life?" Sniper King thought of King Yan's famous signature skill in his mind.

Bang, his head burst open like a watermelon and his body fell limp to the ground.

As Sniper King lay dying, his eyes remained wide open, filled with disbelief, King Yan was so powerful!

The cold wind blew, Lin Hai wiped the fresh blood from his hand, murmuring to himself: "Now, people of Sniper King's caliber no longer require me to use Yama Chasing Life, it seems my strength has truly advanced another step."

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