Chapter 80: I Guarantee You Will Die Without a Burial Place

Ling Wu crouched halfway under the wall, holding his gun half-raised in a calm and orderly manner, listening to the situation around him. The Smoke Bomb had sealed the line of sight for the Yin Family members below, but from his high vantage point, Ling Wu could see a few blurry figures. He stood up and ran in the opposite direction, quickly shifting his position.

The youth rolled up his sleeves, supporting a crate with one arm, the thin lines of his muscles bulging. He leaped into mid-air and fired, his body flying like a light wild goose, easily jumping over a one-meter-wide fracture in the ground to reach Xi Huaizhi's side.

His voice rang out in the silence, resonant and steady as Mount Tai: "Xi Huaizhi, you hold them off; to capture the bandits, one must first capture the ringleader."

Xi Huaizhi understood. When the shots were fired just now, he had seen the handheld Through-Wall Radar Imaging Device in that person's hand. If they destroyed this thing first without exposing their positions, their chances of winning would be much higher.

He said: "Go ahead without worry, I'll handle it."

Ling Wu quickly separated from him, using the wall to head toward the other side.

Xi Huaizhi took off his jacket, revealing his sexy mermaid line and beautiful, fluid muscle definition without a shred of excess fat. He looped the jacket over his arm and waved it in mid-air. The Yin Family members were clearly somewhat flustered; seeing even half a corner of clothing made them treat every bush and tree as an enemy, and they opened fire in that direction.

Coming from a Thief Family background, he was particularly sensitive to sound. After listening to the sounds to determine their approximate direction, he pulled the pin on a grenade and threw it toward that side.

"Boom!"

Success!

The tinnitus caused by the instant of the grenade's explosion easily made people lose their ability to judge. Xi Huaizhi peeked out stealthily and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the Through-Wall Radar Imaging Device had been destroyed.

Damn it.

Good thing he had been prepared.

Can't beat them with real guns and live ammunition, so you like playing dirty, huh?

When this young master was playing dirty, you were still at home playing in the mud; I'll play you to death.

The people outside the Abandoned Warehouse heard the explosion and looked at each other: "What's going on?"

"Hurry and send a team in to take a look, the rest of you guard the outside of the warehouse."

However, just as they made a move, a bullet fell like the Sword of Damocles, piercing a skull and leaving a bloody hole in the forehead; they collapsed to the ground instantly, unable to rise.

"Ah!"

"There... there's a sniper!"

"Stop!"

Ling Wu's sniper lay on a hillside hundreds of meters away, his face painted with camouflage and using vegetation to disguise himself. Through the scope, he took in every move of the people outside the warehouse, maintaining high alertness and keenness.

As long as his sniper rifle still had bullets, they wouldn't be able to take another step forward.

Seeing that Xi Huaizhi had blown up the Through-Wall Radar Imaging Device, Ling Wu's actions became even bolder as he moved rapidly through the second floor.

His eyes swept over the information on the bullet screen as he did so.

【What is the background of these two people? They must be terrorists. They're just background characters, yet their combat power is so high. It's simply terrifying.】

【Setting aside that face, they are just explosively handsome! Supporting himself on one arm to leap up, firing in mid-air—that waist and abdominal strength is absolute, and the physique... I'm drooling.】

【Young Master Yin found another way after the threat.】

【As expected of the protagonist, he was actually able to discover another hidden path to the second floor in the chaos.】

【Might as well hold a moment of silence for the two background characters.】

Another path?

Ling Wu stopped looking at the bullet screen and threw a Steel Pipe out.

"Clang!"

Along with it, a gunshot rang out.

Sure enough!

Ling Wu looked toward the other side of the wall. Yin Huaiyu stood at the end of the stairs, his peach-blossom eyes dark and unfathomable, like an Asura from hell. Both reacted simultaneously, holding their guns level with one hand, aiming at the other's vital point.

This person was so careful that there wasn't even the slightest sound of footsteps.

Ling Wu deliberately lowered his voice, making it rough and hoarse: "Put the gun down!"

A moment later, his voice rang out again in the enclosed space: "Where is your backup?"

Yin Huaiyu stared at the plain-looking man before him. There was almost no extra expression on his face, but he possessed a pair of eyes that could convey meaning. From those clear, bright eyes, he read the words "victory is in my grasp."

That was truly a very arrogant emotion.

Yin Huaiyu then curled his lips, his hand holding the gun not shaking in the slightest. His well-tailored jacket made him look well-dressed, noble, and dashing; even in such a dirty and ordinary environment, he appeared exceptionally dazzling. He countered: "Since when did Huo Xi have such capable backup like you?"

Ling Wu ignored the question: "My subordinate is already aiming at your head from a hundred meters away."

Another psychological battle.

"Oh?" Yin Huaiyu looked toward the hillside, laughed wildly, and said with complete indifference: "Is that so?"

"All of Ganan belongs to me. Unless you can be like a bird and grow wings to fly out, or like a mole and dig a hole, otherwise..." Yin Huaiyu tilted his head: "I guarantee that the two of you will die without a burial place."

Ling Wu nodded as well, showing no fear: "Alright."

"Bang!"

Both made the same reaction instantly. After firing, they hid on the other side of the wall, then quickly closed in. Ling Wu grabbed the Steel Pipe and smashed it over fiercely, knocking the gun out of Yin Huaiyu's hand; at that moment, the gun in his own hand was also kicked away.

"Clatter!"

Yin Huaiyu loosened his wrists and kicked the gun on the ground far away: "No guns, that's fair."

"Right?"

The man in front of Yin Huaiyu was estimated to be 180cm, half a head shorter than him. His figure was long and lithe but very thin, looking weak enough to collapse in the wind; he might fall apart with one punch, and it was unknown if he could take a beating.

The creaking sound of bones moving rang out in the space.

"Let's do it."

Ling Wu threw a punch rapidly, fast as lightning. The fist he swung was like an afterimage, the immense power whipping up a whistling wind. The wind stirred by the fist even blew the stray hair on Yin Huaiyu's forehead, chilling one to the bone.

Yin Huaiyu dodged by shifting his waist, watching the beautiful fist clenched in front of him brush past his eyes, followed by an elbow strike coming in viciously. He brought his arms together to unload the force of the blow.

Seeing him dodge, Ling Wu immediately used the strength in his waist and abdomen to sweep his leg out horizontally.

Yin Huaiyu frowned slightly.

He could tell that the other party's skills were excellent; he was a trained fighter.

As the two traded blow for blow, the battle grew increasingly intense.