Chapter 1430 Counterattack (Thanks to the Leader of Chameleon

Facing the bullet that suddenly came from nowhere, Huai Shi had already given up all his thinking to instinct.

From the moment the target appeared, he had already heard a sound that did not belong in this room. Something was coming through the small and short entrance.

Towards Ai Qing.

So, Yubu!

The reaction force of the three steps caused the sofa under him to collapse and explode in an instant. The twisted frame bounced up, and the goose down that was trampled to pieces spread and fluttered in the storm like smoke.

Huaishi has popped up!

He crossed the entire room in one step, stepped on the back of the incarnation of anger, jumped into the air, climbed over the desk and Ai Qing below, and landed on the ground behind her, taking root.

His feet were wedged into the floor.

In this process, the short yet long deep breath has come to an end.

He stretched out his hands and aimed at the bullet that broke through the aiming mark and struck from the void. Tie Guang cheered, as if shouting and roaring with excitement.

From the Forge King's gaze.

Rainbow light flashed from his pupils.

Huai Shi had already 'heard' the trajectory of the ballistic trajectory.

Immediately afterwards, a loud noise like a bomb exploding erupted from between his closed hands, instantly covering up the sound of bullets breaking through the air.

Released in front of the ballistic trajectory, Huai Shi closed his palms.

The ten fingers spread out like lotus flowers, and then slowly contracted during this long time that seemed to be frozen, facing the steel core bullet that burned red.

It was obviously a moment that could not be missed, and Huai Shi's consciousness suddenly fell into a trance.

It was not an attack from his opponent, but rather, he could not help but recall the scenes from the past that were almost imprinted in his memory.

In the former Orchard Gym, the scene of Mr. Luo catching bullets with his bare hands, the scene that shocked Huai Shi, and the skill that seemed to have reached its peak.

But now it seems that that mysterious and amazing technique looks so simple and clear, without any fancy.

Clean and straightforward.

It's like picking up the cup next to you and drinking water while working.

No special preparation is required. The moment the mind makes a decision, the body will react naturally.

All you need is this!

Huaishi smiled silently.

At that moment, the spread-out fingers contracted toward the steel-core bullet like flower buds, lightly covering the fleeting direction, wrapping it silently.

Under the fiddling with the ten fingers, the bullet's rotation was broken, rolling in the air, and unable to break free from the shackles of the palm due to the light flick of the fingertips.

Until finally, the terrifying kinetic energy was reduced layer by layer between his hands.

In the spreading hurricane, Huai Shi exhaled a long breath and slowly spread his hands.

Then he saw the bullet still spinning endlessly like a sphere on the palm of his right hand.

The scorched black flesh and blood slowly peeled off under Huai Shi's gaze, and then slowly regenerated. In the end, there was nothing left except a scorch mark.

Feeling the remaining fluctuations in the essence, Huai Shi raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Assassination soul power?"

Most likely it is the ability to create an effect after having a certain medium and message. The way of expression is to break through the spatial distance and transmit the attack from the medium closest to the target?

There is only a short reaction time of less than half a second.

But why not use alchemical weapons? Or a border relic? Bullets are also regular steel cores.

Is it because the soul ability is too precise and to avoid interference?

Or are you deliberately hiding your clumsiness?

"It's a bit difficult."

He sighed softly.

"Tsk."

Ai Qing held the phone in her hand expressionlessly and looked at the phone number on it.

At the same time, in another dark space, in a shooting range-like environment, the shooter lying on the ground also raised his eyes from the sniper scope.

He looked at the ID photo hanging at the end of the passage.

But no bullet holes were seen.

"Tsk."

He reached out and pulled the bolt, and a bullet casing was thrown from the chamber.

The entire body of the gun had burned red and was bent, and even his hand was covered in blisters.

"No hit. The target seems to be resisting my sniper attack in some way. Do you want to continue?"

The sniper picked up the walkie-talkie and asked the other end.

"Add target No. 2, continue after buffering, don't stop, evacuate in ten minutes." An old command: "If this is all you can do to get that person to retreat, it is not a waste."

"receive."

The sniper put down the walkie-talkie, sprayed a little burn agent on his hand, ignored the burn marks, picked up the sniper rifle again, and took a deep breath.

Hold your breath.

He looked at the brand new photo hanging on the drone.

In the pale eyeball without a pupil in the right eye, the empty sight spanned a long distance, making the blurry figure gradually clear, and locked onto Ai Qing's face again.

Just before that, Huai Shi, who was holding the bullet, had already turned back to look at Ai Qing.

"The other party seems to have mastered some method of attacking us across space."

Huaishi asked, "Do you want to evacuate?"

"Is evacuation useful?"

Ai Qing looked at the messy room and sighed: "We have been provoked, Huai Shi."

That guy Adrian...

As expected, he is the backbone of the Ministry of the Interior. Saying he does two things or three things is not enough to describe the bad nature of that guy. Is it because the negotiations failed and he decided to go to war?

Or were you prepared for violent eviction from the beginning?

"Can you trace the source?" Ai Qing asked.

"It's a bit troublesome, let me try."

Huai Shi picked up the bullet at her fingertips, stared at it, and asked curiously: "Where are you from?"

Bullets, silence, silence.

Huaishi opened his mouth and blew into the steel, and a faint chirping sound sounded from it.

The soul ability has penetrated into it, the records in it are read, and the source of energy is fluctuating.

"Southwest."

The moment he finished speaking, the cross mark flashed, the roar erupted again, and another bullet that shot through the air fell into Huai Shi's hand, making a hissing sound.

The remaining whistling sound echoed in my ears.

Answering the Forge King's question.

"Well, it's a little clearer this time." Huai Shi said, "The approximate range should be able to be delineated."

"Tracker, 49 years old, male, former retired sniper of the Dark Legion, registered killer of the Collection of Evils, soul ability - seeking revenge. The medium is a photo of the target, with a maximum range of 29 kilometers.

Due to the limitation of soul power, I cannot use border relics and cursed bombs to launch attacks. If I want to make it more troublesome, I should use incendiary bombs, right? "

In just half a minute, Ai Qing has completed the search in the database of the overhead agency: "He and his hyena team have done a lot of dirty work for the Ministry of the Interior, and the specific information has been sent to your mailbox. "

"OK."

Huai Shi smiled: "So, what about the order?"

"Initiate a counterattack."

Ai Qing said: "I ask you, on my behalf, to fight back against the provocateurs."

"Do you want to take a breath?" Huai Shi held the bullet and asked curiously.

"Get rid of it."

Ai Qing answered without thinking, "If there are people who block it, no one will be left alive. Anyone who blocks the way will be killed. Even if they just glare at you, they will never be left behind."

"OK."

Huai Shi laughed, looked at the shaking clock on the wall, and said to her, "Five minutes."

He casually inserted Resentment into the floor.

The blade disintegrated and turned into countless crow feathers, floating and flying in the air, covering Ai Qing.

The silhouette of the incarnation of rage loomed around her.

Just like that, he turned around and opened the window, staring at the city that was gradually becoming silent in the thick night, and the countless lights, and turned around.

Leap into the sky.

Amidst the howling wind, he whistled, stretched his body, and looked at everything that was rapidly magnifying.

The cord of sadness suddenly popped out of his sleeve and was pulled towards the signal tower on the tall building in the distance. Suddenly, the fall turned into a swing, and the transformed potential energy pushed his body forward to fly out.

A happy cry was left.

As if soaring, he galloped from London, laughing.

Under the pull and pull of the rope of sorrow, the huge city passed by beneath our feet, leaving streets, pedestrians, and buildings behind. The tip of the Cord of Sorrow was roughly wedged into the stone and iron, extending towards the place where the sound came from.

But hundreds of meters high in the sky, Huai Shi's premonition of death suddenly broke out.

Right in front of you, on top of the towering office building, in front of the brightly lit cubicle, an aiming cross mark quietly appeared in the huge tempered glass.

The other party has changed the target!

In mid-air, unable to change direction, in a fleeting moment, Huai Shi's palm loosened the cord of grief, and with the power of the swing, the hammer of pain materialized in his hand.

Aiming at the origin of the sniper trajectory from a distance.

Behind the wolf beast's giant hammer, in the crack like an engine nozzle, the fire of anger was filled and exploded.

boom!

In mid-air, under the power caused by anger, the hammer fell down, bombarding him head-on.

Let's go!

With the loud sound of metal breaking, the warhead flew out and got wedged into the tempered glass. In the dull sight of the people who stayed up late, white marks spread out from the glass.

And a figure had left silently from the window.

Before disappearing, he waved his hands at the stunned onlookers.

A silent farewell.

"I'm holding——"

The manager holding the coffee put his head around and looked at the figure floating between the buildings. He couldn't believe it: "Huh? Batman?"

"That's Spider-Man," another person corrected.

The two looked at each other, as if they had discovered a heresy, blazing fire ignited in their pupils, and sparks flew out of their sight.

"Is there a rope that is Spider-Man? Why?" Someone else stressed: "Maybe it's the Survey Corps!"

In an instant, the fighting spirit and flames between the two people disappeared. They turned back to glance at the guy who interrupted, and then began to humbly say: "You are right, it may indeed be Batman."

"No, no, no, Spider-Man's character is more consistent."

"Let's go with Taishan, Taishan is the most suitable."

"Ah, yes, yes, Taishan, Taishan is great, I like Taishan the best."

"Yeah, and Conan."

In this way, ignoring the noisy noise behind them, everyone reached a consensus.

Perhaps, this is the little surprise and miracle that appears during the long night of overtime work.

And just inside the shooting range, the tracker raised his eyes, already sweating profusely: "Warning, the position of target No. 2 has moved and is... approaching me!"

He said, "Plan B, Plan B!"

Snapped!

On top of the signal tower, a bolt of lightning jumped and flashed.

Between the tall buildings in the night sky, a crisp crackling sound suddenly exploded in the air, and a dazzling electric light galloped towards Huaishi.

Coming at you!