Naming Technique of the Night

"Kill him," Huan Yu said calmly.

However, just as the drone horde finally reached within Qing Chen's 400-meter firing range, Zhang San, through the perspective of the Border-011 drone, suddenly saw Qing Chen swing his gun around.

Zhang San was certain— the drone's rangefinder showed exactly 400 meters the moment the adversary swung his gun around.

He didn't know if it was coincidence or if the opponent could accurately calculate the distance.

Suddenly, through the viewpoint of the Border drone, Zhang San saw the other party smiling.

Why would he smile?

Because 400 meters was the straight-line strike distance for "Winning People Over," and within this range, Qing Chen didn't even need to calculate the parabola.

He just needed to aim where the reticle was and pull the trigger!

Qing Chen always felt like something was missing tonight.

Tonight, he had traveled over ten kilometers and tackled nearly a hundred assassins from Huan Yu's forces alone. In such a grand night, how could there not be fireworks.

The next moment, those Border drones that were maneuvering evasively and quickly approaching exploded one by one in the air.

They didn't even make it into his 100-meter firing range before they were completely obliterated.

Zhang San suddenly took off the holographic glasses from his face, staring blankly toward the bungee tower, "Boss, we need to reassess this sniper's level of skill. He took down twelve drones in just six seconds, almost effortlessly."

Yes, effortlessly— that was an absolute gun sense within 400 meters, almost like an innate hunting instinct.

Huan Yu paused for a moment, "Then he needs to die even more tonight."

"But don't worry, boss, our men are about to break through the open ground and enter the bungee tower," Zhang San said calmly, "He probably didn't expect us to have so many people, so he chose such a place with no way out."

The tower crane-like bungee tower in Weiyang Lake Park was a lone standalone structure, just like a solitary tower crane on a construction site.

The bungee tower was 70 meters above the ground, with Weiyang Lake below.

Huan Yu started laughing, "A 70-meter fall into the water is certain death, at the very least bones would be completely shattered."

The next moment, over ten of the front-line assassins already charged into the bungee tower, some took the elevator, some took the stairs, and others simply climbed the external steel ladders.

They swarmed up like ants, attacking upwards, and Qing Chen on top of the bungee tower suddenly muttered, "Why does it feel like being besieged by zombies?"

He continued to pull the trigger calmly, taking out those assassins who hadn't yet reached the bungee tower without wasting a single bullet.

Zhang San, hiding in the shadows and watching from afar, thought, "Strange, he doesn't seem panicked at all."

That's right— as Zhang San watched, Qing Chen was still pulling the trigger steadily, not making a single mistake.

"Boss, there are other people in the bungee tower, someone blocking the elevator door looks very much like Qing Chen," someone said through Bluetooth earpieces.

At that moment, the assassins taking the elevator just waited as the doors opened, only to see a young man wearing a black mask waiting at the door.

Before they could react, the young man had already raised his arm and pulled the trigger of his pistol.

In an instant, he shot and killed everyone in the elevator.

Huan Yu listened to the muffled sound of the silencer, "Indeed, this is the person the Daytime Boss trusts the most. Last time at the Xingshu Road Grand Hotel, it must have been him guarding upstairs."

At this time, the assassins taking the stairs also swarmed over.

'Qing Chen' discarded the empty pistol and pulled out a dagger from his waist.

Instead of retreating, he advanced, holding a corpse as a shield, and attacked downwards along the stairs, each strike targeted at the most lethal spots!

"This Qing Chen, acting as if he is not afraid of death, trying to hold off dozens by himself?" someone watched the young man fighting downstairs on the communication channel.

The man, with bravery alone, unblinkingly reaped lives.

However, just as he artistically took down five or six people with his knife, gunfire suddenly erupted in the stairwell.

'Qing Chen' was shot in the abdomen.

"I hit him...heh, heh..."

The assassin who shot 'Qing Chen' was speaking when 'Qing Chen' pounced on him and slit his throat.

Blood gushed forth.

However, 'Qing Chen' himself also slowly fell due to the gunshot wound.

Zhang San was monitoring the situation through the Bluetooth headset. When he heard 'Qing Chen' fall, he inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, "Forget about Qing Chen, kill the sniper at the Bungee Tower... Wait, how is he standing up, what is he doing?!"

Zhang San was shocked!

In his field of view, the real Qing Chen had somehow stopped the gunfire.

He stood at the edge of the Bungee Tower, quietly feeling the wind streaming past him.

Just now, in the staircase, it was an assassin controlled by him using a Puppet.

He specifically said through the Bluetooth headset "they are already dead" to mislead Huan Yu.

Because one of them hadn't died, but had become his Puppet, used to create two identities.

Qing Chen himself, enjoying the wind, the cold, enjoying everything this world brought him.

He stood quietly with his eyes closed.

The so-called ultimate trust, is to believe that when you have prepared everything, fate will give you an answer.

Qing Chen had died time and again in that Mysterious World.

From initial fear to eventual composure.

Such are all efforts in this world of men.

But, when he truly stood on this edge of the Bungee Tower, thinking that if he failed this time, he might really die, he was still somewhat afraid.

At that moment, the wind stopped.

Snowflakes began to fall vertically.

If he were to jump, now was the time.

Qing Chen felt the cold temperature of the air, his eyes still closed.

Right, what was the Knight's creed again?

It was the courage of a decisive move without regret.

Qing Chen saw the assassins almost rushing up the Bungee Tower, heard the shouting, and opened his eyes with a smile.

In an instant, he activated the Reverse Breathing Technique, ice-like patterns starting to bloom on his cheeks.

Thankful for this world, for its deprivations and its gifts.

Forever young!

Just as the assassins rushed up to the Bungee Tower, Qing Chen spread his arms backward and fell into Weiyang Lake!

But in the night sky, the young man stretched his body, like a light bird, racing down through the vast curtain of the long night and piercing through the sky full of snowflakes!

With a splash, he hit the water.

With a click, the second level of the Genetic Lock was activated in the water.

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