"The United States M110 sniper rifle, range 1000 meters!"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and in that moment, he turned to look at an abandoned building by the roadside.

Under the cover of night, the building resembled a peerless fierce beast, a dark void, seemingly waiting to devour its prey, sending chills down one's spine.

But Ye Feng knew that the sniper was there.

Without uttering a word, he picked up Fang Qingxue and sprinted towards the abandoned building.

Ye Feng ran swiftly, almost like a phantom flashing by instantaneously. His steps were not the zigzagging of dodging bullets but a straight, mad dash.

Bang, bang, bang!

As he ran, a series of gunshots rang out, but Ye Feng, like a sports car capable of accelerating instantaneously, avoided them all with sudden sprints.

Looking at the dust kicked up behind him and the dense bullet holes, Fang Qingxue's fair face in Ye Feng's arms grew paler, and beads of cold sweat formed on her forehead.

Her own Nissan sedan had exploded earlier; the bomb was clearly planted in the car. Had she not been taking Ye Feng back to school, she would have struggled to escape unscathed.

Now, she witnessed Ye Feng's capabilities firsthand. Amidst the hail of bullets, he seemed to have multiple eyes, dodging every shot by flashing away while holding her.

At this moment, Fang Qingxue felt an unprecedented sense of security. Ye Feng seemed to have transformed into her guardian deity, and despite the bullets and gunfire, she remained undisturbed.

Rat-a-tat-tat...

Although Ye Feng was carrying Fang Qingxue, his speed was almost at its peak. When he reached a tall wall ahead, his figure soared over it with the grace of a swallow.

After flipping over the high wall, there were piles of discarded stone, and Ye Feng didn't even glance at them as he directly darted into the pitch-black building.

Once inside the building, Ye Feng didn't immediately head upstairs but hid in an abandoned room, and then closed his eyes with his ears trembling fiercely.

As his ears trembled, Ye Feng's concentration was unparalleled.

In that moment, everything around seemed to quiet down, and the faint, almost imperceptible sounds of insects were heard from afar, all captured by his ears.

Not only that, Ye Feng heard faint footsteps and breathing coming from the third floor. The sound was barely discernible, and although separated by the thick floor, it was clear to his ears.

After determining the situation inside the abandoned building, Ye Feng immediately said to Fang Qingxue,

"There's only one assassin in this unfinished building. Qingxue, wait here for me, and don't go out no matter what!"

Although Fang Qingxue didn't understand how Ye Feng had ascertained the number of assassins, she instinctively trusted him. She nodded solemnly and then said,

"Big Brother Ye, no matter what, your safety is what's most important!"

Hearing her words, Ye Feng felt a warmth in his heart, and after ruffling Fang Qingxue's hair, he darted out of the abandoned room.

Once out of the room, Ye Feng seemed like a changed person, his face devoid of any smile, instead filled with deep coldness and ruthlessness!

"No matter who you are, you will be buried here!"

Ye Feng slowly made his way upstairs, not running or dodging, just walking quietly on the stairway.

Rat-a-tat-tat...

His footsteps echoed through the silent building, piercing to the ear, and to any ordinary person witnessing this, it would seem like he was courting death.

With an assassin above, walking without dodging or evading was akin to making himself a target!

As expected!

Not long after Ye Feng's footsteps began, a burst of gunfire lit up, followed by the sound of several shots ringing out.

Bang, bang, bang!

With each gunshot, Ye Feng's steps shifted back and forth, stirring up clouds of dust and scattering stones and debris.

After dodging those few bullets, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth:

"Twenty rounds, you should change your magazine now!"

With a nonchalant tone, Ye Feng moved his feet and continued heading towards the third floor.

At this moment, within that third floor, a figure cloaked in black was lurking at the staircase.

This person was startled upon seeing Ye Feng dodge the bullets effortlessly, and upon hearing Ye Feng's words, he quickly took out his magazine to check, finding that his twenty rounds were indeed spent.

"Who... who are you!!!"

The assassin felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat began to flow down his forehead.

He had carried out several assassination missions in Jiangnan City and knew the local security experts like the back of his hand, but he had never heard of such a formidable character.

"Damn bastard! To think that they told me it was just a woman!"

The assassin ground his teeth in anger, hating the informant to the bone.

"Once I get back, I will definitely kill him! But before that, I need to get out of here first!"

Facing someone who could easily dodge bullets, the assassin immediately thought of retreating. He loaded another magazine into his sniper rifle, picked up the gun case, and was about to climb down the wall of the third floor.

Just at that moment, an eerie voice suddenly echoed through the third floor.

"In such a rush to leave?"

Huh?

The assassin was first taken aback, then his complexion dramatically changed. Without thinking, he drew a pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger towards the source of the voice.

But just as his finger barely touched the trigger, he felt a numbness in his arm, and then saw a silver needle embedded in his wrist.

"My hand..."

The assassin was both shocked and fearful; after the silver needle struck his wrist, a tingling numbness spread, and his arm dropped uncontrollably.

"Right hand holding the gun, body leaning forward 20 degrees, knees slightly bent at 15 degrees, ankles powering up! This is the garbage shooting technique of a killer's hole!"

Ye Feng's voice leisurely came through, as he pinpointed the assassin's identity with his words, leaving the assassin terrified.

Simply by the way he held the gun, his identity had been exposed. This was definitely not someone from the Jiangnan security circle! Even the country's top special forces soldiers wouldn't have such a vicious eye!

"Who... who exactly are you..."

The assassin's eyes were fixed on Ye Feng, his left hand now holding the gun, but his arm was trembling violently. Even mustering all his strength, he dared not fire the gun.

Because he had already sensed the smell of death!

This was the intuition of a Gold Medal Killer!

As soon as he would fire, he was certain to die!

Ye Feng didn't answer the assassin's question, but looked at him with a cold, bloodthirsty gaze, "Tell me, who sent you, and I can give you a quick death."

"You..."

The assassin clearly felt the evil Qi emanating from Ye Feng, and the more he felt it, the more terrified he became.

This kind of evil Qi could only be condensed through years of killing, similar to soldiers in times of war, who would carry this evil aura. Especially when it was strong, they could be imposing enough to take on ten foes at once.

And now, he felt an overwhelming, suffocating aura of evil Qi from Ye Feng. Just how many people had this guy killed!

"Let... let me go, I swear I'll never set foot in Jiangnan City again!"

The assassin looked at Ye Feng with fear and trembling, gripping the gun tightly in his hand, ready to counterattack at any moment.

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