Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three sharp gunshots sounded again, with incredible precision, all aimed at Qin Yang.

"Ah!!"

"There's been a murder! Someone's shooting!"

"..."

On the bustling commercial street, screams erupted and the crowd frantically searched for places to hide.

"Jade Water Technique, Defend!"

Qin Yang pinched a spell with his fingers, wrapping himself and Ruan Xinxue in a translucent green membrane of water.

The three bullets were stopped by the water membrane, and their copper casings fell to the ground with a clear sound.

"Qin Yang, over there!"

Inside the water membrane, Ruan Xinxue pointed to a fifteen-story building in the distance.

"Celestial Eye Opening!"

Qin Yang nodded, silently reciting the spell in his heart, a layer of faint blue light flooded his pupils, looking towards the rooftop of the distant high-rise.

With the Celestial Eye's distance narrowing, Qin Yang could see a tall, thin figure flash away from the Celestial Platform.

"A sniper distance of two thousand meters, seems like a sniper expert."

Qin Yang's face turned cold.

An ordinary sniper can manage only a few hundred meters; a more skilled sniper can hit targets at a thousand meters. To accurately snipe from two thousand meters, that person is already a top sniper.

"Sister Ruan, you drive back first, I'll chase over to take a look."

A chill passed through Qin Yang's eyes; it was rare for him and Sister Ruan to happily stroll the streets, yet someone attempted an assassination. With Qin Yang's character, how could he possibly let go of enemies who dare target him?

"Alright, Qin Yang, be careful."

Ruan Xinxue lightly pecked Qin Yang's cheek and said; she knew she shouldn't create trouble for Qin Yang at this time.

Qin Yang nodded, cast a Wind Manipulation Technique on himself, and dashed a few breaths later to arrive at the base of the tall building.

The fifteen-story high-rise was a five-star hotel. Qin Yang entered the elevator, heading straight to the fifteenth floor, then climbed the stairs up to the Celestial Platform.

The view from the Celestial Platform was excellent, allowing Qin Yang to immediately spot the location of the sniper attack.

There lay a silver-gray sniper rifle, aimed precisely at Tianbei Road Commercial Street.

"Is this an M200 sniper rifle?"

Qin Yang picked up the sniper rifle on the stone platform, his eyes narrowing.

He understood a bit about firearms; the M200 sniper rifle is currently the longest-range sniper rifle, capable of firing with precision down to below one cent at two thousand two hundred meters.

"Being able to use this weapon to snipe at them, this assassin seems very professional."

Qin Yang's face slightly sunk, his gaze sweeping across the Celestial Platform.

The entire Celestial Platform was empty, with only a gentle breeze blowing and the sunset softly casting a tender glow.

"Hmph, you won't escape."

Qin Yang snorted coldly, with flashes of cold light in his eyes. Such a sniper hiding in the dark, shooting, without catching them, would leave him uneasy.

"Tracking Spell, Manifest!"

Qin Yang formed a complex sign between his hands, his fingertips flowing with spiritual power, gathering into a spiritual butterfly poised to fly at his index finger.

"Help me track the person who just left here."

Qin Yang said, gathering the tracking spiritual butterfly was also quite consuming for him.

The spiritual butterfly flapped its crystalline wings, left his index finger, hovered around where Qin Yang had just picked up the rifle, then fluttered its wings towards the back of a water tank on the Celestial Platform.

Qin Yang followed closely, finding a rope behind the water tank, one end fixed on the Celestial Platform, the other extending to the base of the building.

The fluttering spiritual butterfly, extraordinarily beautiful in the sunlight, soared down along the rope, flying faster and faster.

"Seems that sniper must have escaped from here."

Qin Yang didn't hesitate, grabbing the rope and sliding down.

Ywhoosh!

Qin Yang's body fell like the wind, swiftly dropping.

Within under a minute, Qin Yang landed, the spiritual butterfly ahead, flapping its wings, transforming into a spiritual light, speeding forward.

"Divine Movement Talisman, Speed!"

Qin Yang slapped a Divine Movement Talisman on his legs and lightly shouted.

Whir~!

The talisman dissipated, a dark green aura enveloped Qin Yang's legs.

Qin Yang's speed surged dramatically, transforming into a faint afterimage, speeding towards where the spiritual butterfly flew.

The sunset dropped below the horizon, as night began to envelop the earth.

At this moment, city lights began to illuminate, commuters starting to drive home.

A couple in a red Volkswagen had just finished work, the wife driving the car home.

"Old Wang, did you notice something running in front of our car just now?"

The wife said, a figure seemed to flash by the window.

"It's normal, our car speed isn't fast, it's not strange for something to pass by."

The middle-aged man kept fiddling with his phone, casually replied.

"No, it was like a shadow, 'whoosh,' it ran by incredibly fast."

The wife explained, shaking her head.

"Fine, fast speed, whatever..."

The man continued staring at his phone screen, not even lifting his head.

Seeing her husband's dismissal, the wife's face fell with displeasure.

Whoosh!

At that moment, a silhouette swiftly cut through the streams of cars, with only the drivers noticing a fleeting phantom.

"Old Wang, look, it's back again."

The wife grabbed her husband's hand, pointing ahead, shouting.

The middle-aged man reluctantly lifted his head to see only cars surrounding them, no sign of a figure.

"Can't even let me play on my phone, fine, I'll drive at the next intersection."

The middle-aged man grumbled, angry at the thought of someone possibly running recklessly on the road amidst so much traffic; his wife was likely finding an excuse to avoid driving, despite agreeing to alternate every day.

"There really was someone, as fast as lightning, but the instant you looked up, they were already past."

The wife argued, feeling wronged.

As the couple argued, a shadow stopped over a thousand meters away at a red-light intersection.

"Back at this intersection again."

Qin Yang's face grew sullen; during tracking, that sniper changed routes multiple times, and under the support of the Divine Movement Talisman, he'd already run tens of kilometers.

The spiritual butterfly, with its wings flapping under the night's sky at the intersection, quickly turned towards the left with fewer cars.

Seeing the butterfly head towards the left turn, Qin Yang followed swiftly into the road.

"Let's see where you can run."

Cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes; as long as the sniper didn't continuously escape without pause, Qin Yang would eventually capture them.

As Qin Yang entered the left turn, a black Velociraptor motorcycle raced down the road, finally turning into a dark alley.

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