Chapter 144: Are You Kidding Me?

"What method?"

Ye Ying's tone carried a hint of doubt.

Even as a Fifth-level Spirit Mind Master, she had no good way to deal with several opponents; Jiang Cheng, a First-level Force Warrior, what method could he have? And at that moment, rustling footsteps arrived.

Obviously, several gunmen were approaching.

Faint voices could still be heard.

"You, over there."

"You, over there."

Jiang Cheng tried his best to lower his voice.

"Can you use your Steel Needle to block the bullets?"

"Yes."

Ye Ying nodded.

"But it only works within thirty meters, and it requires intense concentration of Spiritual Power to track the bullets' trajectories. The more bullets that fly in, the faster Spiritual Power is consumed, and with the naked eye the bullet speed is too fast for me to see."

Not to mention it's night now.

She added a sentence in her mind.

"Enough."

Jiang Cheng's spirit was invigorated.

"You block the bullets aimed at me; during that time, I'll take them out one by one."

?

Ye Ying said nothing.

But Jiang Cheng seemed to see, beneath her mask, a shocked face.

After a moment, Ye Ying's voice rose slowly, "Are you kidding me? You're alone—how can you take them all out?"

"What if I were a Divine Gunman?"

Jiang Cheng said seriously, "One bullet, one enemy eliminated."

Ye Ying was amused and let out a chuckle.

Then the pain in her shoulder made her obediently sit up straight.

"Now is not the time for jokes."

"Big sister, I really don't have time to joke with you!"

The footsteps grew nearer, coming from several directions, and Jiang Cheng truly panicked, "Trust me, I can take them all out alone, in just a few seconds. You block every bullet for me; they're all waiting here anyway. Trust me this once—if I die, you run, I won't blame you."

Ye Ying looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes.

His gaze was anxious, but more so confident.

"Alright, I'll trust you this once."

Even though using up Spiritual Power would make her escape harder.

But Jiang Cheng's words eased some of her guilt; after all, she was doing her best.

More than ten Steel Needles floated around Jiang Cheng.

"Is it ready?"

Jiang Cheng asked.

"Hmm, remember, if their fire is too intense, I won't hold out long."

"Alright, I'm starting now!"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, suppressing his racing heart.

He is only now a First-level Force Warrior, unable to physically withstand bullets; the Iron Wall Talisman is depleted, and his life rests in Ye Ying's hands.

He doesn't want this, but now there's no choice; they must trust each other and take the gamble!

As the words fell, he thrust his body forward.

Just as he exposed half his head, a sniper on the second floor, a hundred meters away, curled a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Couldn't wait any longer? Don't want to sit and die, want to take a gamble? What a pity."

He pulled the trigger; the bullet roared in the barrel, shot out like a meteor with a heavy shockwave, heading toward Jiang Cheng's head.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound rang out in the air.

The bullet originally flying toward Jiang Cheng's head, at twenty‑nine meters away, was deflected by two Steel Needles, changing direction and vanishing into darkness.

At that moment, Jiang Cheng also stuck out half his body from the stone pillar, aiming his Handgun at the sniper's head.

He fired repeatedly.

He worried the opponent might also have something akin to an Iron Wall Talisman.

Sparks erupted from the muzzle; several bullets traced a brilliant arc in the darkness, all striking the sniper's forehead.

"How... can..." The latter widened his eyes, tilted his head, and lay on the sniper rifle.

He could not believe, even unto death, that his shot had missed the target.

And the opponent, using a Handgun, killed him instantly.

"Fire!"

A few gunmen not far away were already slowly closing in.

Seeing Jiang Cheng stick out his body, they immediately pulled the trigger.

The muzzle seemed to spew flame.

Bullets rained down densely from three directions, covering Jiang Cheng.

Dang—dang—dang—dang…

A series of crashing sounds rang out.

A dozen Steel Needles darted back and forth, colliding with bullets, and sparks sprayed into the air!

Jiang Cheng seized the chance and slipped back into the cover.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he also saw clearly the enemy's fire distribution.

Two people were directly ahead, and one on each side.

Ye Ying quickly retracted the Steel Needles.

"How's it going? Can you still hold on?"

"At most three more seconds."

Under the mask, Ye Ying's forehead was drenched in sweat.

Don't think the one second earlier was brief; he at least blocked a hundred bullets.

If not for that, Jiang Cheng would have been turned into a wasp nest long ago.

"Enough."

Jiang Cheng looked to the left and said, "When the gunfire on a side stops, I'll fire at that side. Be ready."

Ye Ying nodded.

Even he didn't realize he was listening to Jiang Cheng's orders.

Pa—pa—pa—pa.

Countless bullets rained down on the stone pillar, shattering it and sending debris flying.

The gunfire continued, but the attack on the left ceased.

Jiang Cheng instantly lunged out, quickly pulling the trigger at the left‑side gunman.

A flash of white light flickered over the opponent's body, then his forehead and eyes burst with blood, and he collapsed.

"No!"

The remaining three gunmen had eyes bulging with rage.

Lao San is dead!

Pa—pa—pa—pa!

The gunfire grew even more ferocious.

However, with one direction of fire missing, Ye Ying found it a bit easier.

Jiang Cheng seized the chance to return to cover, feeling relieved.

Fortunately, he had fired several shots just in case; it turned out these people were also Force Warriors, bearing Iron Wall Talismans and similar items.

Luckily it wasn't the Vajra Talisman Ye Ying mentioned; otherwise a Large‑caliber Handgun would at most match a Rifle's power and would be hard to break through defense.

At that moment, the gunfire on the right stopped.

Jiang Cheng struck again, firing several shots in succession and killing the opponent.

"No, something's wrong!"

Finally at this moment, the two people directly opposite sensed something was off.

Even with the worst Gunmanship, they couldn't empty an entire magazine without hitting the target, could they?

Moreover, when the bullets flew, they could see that, despite a clear distance, something struck them, diverting them elsewhere so they couldn't hit the stone pillar.

Only when that guy returns behind the stone pillar will the bullets strike the pillar.

Besides that, there was one more crucial point.

What about Lao Wu? The Heavy Sniper Rifle in Lao Wu's hands is worth two hundred thousand! One shot could take down even a Level 6 Original Force Warrior.

Why did it go silent? Little did they know, Ye Ying behind the stone pillar was filled with far more shock and confusion than they were.

He could feel that fire from both the left and right had vanished, and the fire from above was gone as well.

Could it be that the guy beside him truly is, as he said, a Divine Gunman? (End of chapter)