Chapter 170: Against the Scorpion Again! (2)

To be honest, Liu Xiaotian actually had not a shred of worry or nervousness in his heart right now.

As for fear and dread, they simply didn't exist.

People's psychology works that way; when facing an unknown opponent rumored to be extremely strong, there will inevitably be an instinctive tension, even a hint of fear.

But when it comes to his own defeated subordinates… let alone fear, even basic 'facing up to' might be lacking.

Liu Xiaotian didn't underestimate Xiezi's psychology, but he certainly wasn't tense.

A distance of five or six hundred meters, for Liu Xiaotian running at full speed, was just a little over a minute.

That's assuming he instinctively kept changing direction tactically while running; otherwise he'd be even faster.

Bang!

At one, one look`nothing, one wrong version%！

Just as he gritted his teeth trying to reacquire aim, the semi-automatic sniper rifle in his hands suddenly shuddered, a huge force nearly making him drop the gun! Out of caution, Xiezi immediately lowered the muzzle, intending to check it.

Liu Xiaotian, still running, remained highly vigilant, seemingly not at all worried about being hit by a hidden sniper shot.

A few seconds later, when Xiezi's gun muzzle swung back onto Liu Xiaotian, he suddenly discovered that the semi-automatic sniper rifle in Liu Xiaotian's hands—the same model as his—was also aimed at his position.

Shang Ming's tone was somewhat flustered and irritable, clearly his mood was not good.

Unless he killed Liu Xiaotian himself, this shadow would follow him to his dying moment! Bathed in the bright moonlight, Xiezi saw the figure rapidly approaching and instantly recognized from the silhouette that it was the very person he had been seeking—Liu Xiaotian.

No matter how deep Xiezi's hatred for him or how ruthless his strike, it meant nothing to Liu Xiaotian now.

Because, in the past few minutes, he had already repeatedly—five times in a row—ordered Xiezi to withdraw immediately, only to be refused.

Anyway, it's useless; why keep it? For the New Year?

Damn… is the estrogen medication really that effective? No need for surgery? Or does it even solve psychological problems and obstacles?

As for food and wine, who have you heard of who constantly has their mind on their waistband and still thinks about these things all day?

But as early as the morning after the first estrogen injection, Xiezi noticed that some of his responses had regressed.

But, as for changing sex, he was still a hundred thousand miles away.

For example, someone had set up a gun behind him.

The moment his eyes finished focusing, Xiezi's heart sank.

Suddenly, his earpiece crackled with Shang Ming's voice: 'Xiezi, the person you're looking for is approaching you—take him out quickly, then leave at once!'

Because, the position Xiezi had chosen turned out to be the vent of a toilet.

And in fact, there wasn't.

Although the main purpose of this operation wasn't to rescue Xiezi, now that the person has been saved, why not leave that damned place at once—is he begging for death? For this operation, Shang Ming had expended vast amounts of money and resources, practically using all his connections.

'Character: Jiaweis' seemed to know Liu Xiaotian's thoughts clearly, so even over a hundred meters away it had already locked onto Xiezi's hiding spot. At that moment, Xiezi felt his heart give a violent jolt.

The gun fired—unfortunately, it missed.

Damn it, I chose this spot because the firing angle is wide, and also because the government school hardly has any women around, making the toilets relatively clean—nothing more.

For someone like him, who doesn't even dare to be sure he'll get out of bed tomorrow morning after lying down tonight, the only thing he can still enjoy is probably just his body.

Those estrogen hormones successfully suppressed his beard growth and indeed affected some of the physiological phenomena that should have occurred.

He thought Liu Xiaotian dared to run that fast only because he had some backup.

And it's the women's restroom!

The shot he just fired hit nothing, while the gunfire that came through at random was Liu Xiaotian's return fire.

Why? Because of 'Character: Jiaweis'! Those three so-called Level 2 enemies 'Character: Jiaweis' couldn't help earlier, and in the face of that old man whom it called Level 3, it dealt Liu Xiaotian a heavy blow; now up against Xiezi, whose strength is comparable, if 'Character: Jiaweis' again says it can't help, Liu Xiaotian should consider waiting for the system voice of 'Deyun Production' to appear again and then study how to shut this thing down completely.

In the shadow of a building corner, Xiezi was currently holding his semi-automatic sniper rifle, looking for a target.

Otherwise, he already guessed what had happened; doing this was just out of unwillingness, wanting to confirm once more.

The three top-tier international mercenaries hired at great expense had all been killed in under twenty minutes earlier, so his biggest reliance was basically gone.

Xiezi certainly wouldn't tell Shang Ming the real reason he insisted on killing Liu Xiaotian before leaving—after all, that's not something a man would be proud of.

Then, his fingers involuntarily exerted a little force…

Now only Wang Qing Shan remains, with no news yet; Shang Ming's anxiety need not be mentioned.

By now, moreover, no matter what he pondered, even fragments of his past with Ahong would elicit no reaction.

But looking at it now, the main purpose of this operation probably can't be achieved; Xiezi still refuses to heed his order to leave immediately, and though Shang Ming is fit to burst with anger, it has no effect.

Whether it's ruined or not is still unclear, but even if it could be restored to its original state through medication, this remains a hurdle Xiezi can never get over in his heart.

He finally realized for the first time that he very likely wasn't even a match for that young soldier—or rather, he was far behind!

If Xiezi knew what he was thinking right now, he'd surely faint from anger on the spot.

But Liu Xiaotian was unharmed, while his gun barrel suffered damage to the sight.

Xiezi couldn't help but feel doubtful; he immediately adjusted the muzzle and carefully examined several suitable sniping high points in the direction Liu Xiaotian had come from.

When Liu Xiaotian saw clearly, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

The bullet struck Xiezi's gun muzzle precisely; besides the rim being chipped about 0.5 cm by the bullet and the rifling damaged, the most important thing was— the front sight was gone!

What use is a gun if its aiming device is damaged?

The scope was fine, but that powerful impact had knocked it against the fan blades of the toilet's exhaust vent a few times— who could guarantee it could still aim precisely?

Just as his heart filled with shock, Liu Xiaotian was already less than thirty meters from the toilet where he was hiding…

(End of chapter)