Chapter 140: The Mission Begins

"You're my partner?"

In a moment, Jiang Cheng blurted it out.

After all, Ye Ying's personality is such that she wouldn't be idle doing nothing, she would call herself.

So that's the only explanation.

Ye Ying hummed, "These past two days I happen to have time; I've looked over your mission, it's not bad. But before that, I need to confirm with you: if you let me take the lead, I want to keep ninety percent of the loot; you should know that, right? If you're not clear, I suggest you think it over, having someone else take the lead is also fine."

"I know, and this is also the decision I made after careful consideration," Jiang Cheng said seriously.

"Then that's fine."

Ye Ying let out a quiet sigh of relief.

"In my view, we shouldn't delay; let's act tonight, shall we?"

"Tonight?"

"Hmm, it's better not to let the night be long and full of dreams; if someone else draws his attention, moving ahead first would be disastrous. You don't need to worry; with me there'll be no mishap."

Ye Ying's voice was cool, yet exuded strong confidence.

"Alright."

Jiang Cheng didn't nag further; after all, the other side is the main force this time, and he's just there cheering "big boss 666" from the side.

"Should we meet up to discuss the details?"

"No need."

Ye Ying refused outright, "I'll arrange everything. Meet at the Mission Center at seven tonight; if we're quick, it can be done in an hour."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Cheng to respond, she hung up.

"What a confident guy."

Jiang Cheng looked at his phone, both amused and exasperated.

But everything is being handled by the other side, so he could enjoy some leisure, and took the afternoon to raise his Firearm shooting proficiency, hoping to bring it to perfection.

"I didn't expect Ye Ying to be a Fifth-level Spirit Mind Master; that Hong Cha, he's certainly at least Fifth-level too."

The thought flashed through Jiang Cheng's mind, and he continued practicing Gunmanship.

Another few hours passed.

With a bullet hitting the bullseye, his Firearm shooting finally reached perfection.

As a flood of information poured into his mind, Jiang Cheng felt as if he'd fired over a hundred thousand bullets.

From shooting stance to aiming technique, from breath control to rapid follow-up, everything seemed etched into his bones.

Whether firing while standing still, quickly drawing, or shooting while moving, each bullet could hit the bullseye.

A smile appeared on Jiang Cheng's face.

Now he could count himself a Divine Gunman.

He could maintain peak condition at any time, even without practice for a while.

With this strength, taking a Heavy Sniper Rifle to assassinate Level Five and Level Six Force Warriors isn't impossible.

Of course, even with such ability, he wouldn't actually go, because a sniper's challenge isn't just ensuring a single shot eliminates the target, but also escaping successfully afterward; the latter is actually the harder part.

He glanced at the time; it was still before six.

Jiang Cheng regretted not bringing the Visualization Diagram, but he could still refine some Spiritual Power to boost his proficiency with the Break Jade Technique.

After eating and cultivating for a while, Jiang Cheng arrived at the Mission Hall ten minutes early.

Soon, a cool, aloof black-haired woman approached, followed by a man with a flattering expression.

But when he saw Jiang Cheng walking toward them, his smile immediately faded.

"You're the newcomer called Cang Hai?"

He looked down on him from a lofty stance.

"That's me. And you are?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at the man.

"I'm Kele, a Level Three Original Force Warrior."

The other one puffed out his chest.

Jiang Cheng looked at him, then at Ye Ying.

"He and the mission target live in the same complex; having him lead us in will save a lot of trouble."

Ye Ying said briefly.

Jiang Cheng raised his thumb at the words.

Being a Fifth-level Spirit Mind Master, his network at the meeting isn't something a lone newcomer can match.

"Ye Ying," Kele said in a sycophantic tone, "let me join you in the operation then? I don't want any money."

"No need," Ye Ying refused without mercy.

"Ye..."

"Hmm?"

Ye Ying frowned.

"Got it."

Kele instantly became listless.

Jiang Cheng almost laughed at the scene.

"Were you just laughing at me?"

Kele sensed it and immediately looked at Jiang Cheng.

"No."

Jiang Cheng quickly pressed his lips together and shook his head.

"Nonsense, I clearly saw you laughing just now!"

Ke Le was very excited.

Jiang Cheng just shook his head, saying nothing.

"You!"

"Alright."

Ye Ying glared at him, "Take us there right now."

"Alright! Alright!"

Ke Le promptly agreed.

The three took the elevator to the ground floor, got into a black SUV, and headed toward the target residential complex.

It was only a ten‑minute drive, and they arrived at the destination.

Jiang Cheng looked up and saw the wall of the residential complex ahead, four to five meters high, with barbed wire installed, glittering in the light.

At the entrance stood three or four guards; though unarmed, their bulging waists showed they were equipped with sidearms.

Ke Le drove to the gate, paused briefly, the barrier opened, and two guards saluted Ke Le inside the car.

The car drove into the complex.

"We're in."

Jiang Cheng felt a bit incredulous.

But it made sense; Ke Le was the owner—does an owner have to be checked like a suspect for documents?

It was already night, many villas still had lights on, and occasional patrolling guards passed by.

Ke Le slowly drove, pointing to a two‑story villa on the left, "That's number 32, the guy named Yue Shan lives there."

Jiang Cheng looked in the direction his finger indicated.

The villa was still lit, its gate locked, and through the windows a few shadows could be seen.

As they got closer, the house number 32 became visible, matching the mission briefing.

"Find a place with no one and stop."

Ye Ying said, putting on a mask.

"Do we just go in like that?"

Jiang Cheng looked at her in surprise.

There were people in the living room, and quite a few.

"With people gathered, it's perfect to strike."

Ye Ying glanced at Jiang Cheng, her eyes unusually calm.

"Alright."

Jiang Cheng gave a wry smile.

Indeed, the two sides were not on the same level.

That day the Iron Fist Gang's thirty‑something members, including a First-level Force Warrior, fell into a pool of blood in an instant.

That villa only had a few people; even if two henchmen carried Handguns, the guns likely hadn't been drawn before they were pierced in the heart by Steel Needles.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said:

"Ye Ying, can we hold off on the women and children inside for now?"

(End of chapter)