"Lock-down now, disclose all!"

Unfortunately, the caliber couldn't be changed; during the ultra-long-distance sniping, too much kinetic energy was lost, resulting in limited destructive power.

I still need to get a sniper rifle designed for ultra-long-distance shooting.

But, having searched the whole Cliff City through the veteran club, I could only find a Thunderbolt; looking further seemed hopeless... Wait, since I'm aiming for ultra-long shots, why would I still need a gun?

Ji Jue suddenly realized.

It seemed like there were a few ninety-year-old retired howitzers stored in the military base's warehouse, participating in the wars of Central Earth, displayed every now and then during festivals and well maintained!

Should I contact Brother Feng some day and steal them quietly in the dead of night?

He pulled the trigger.

Boom!

During the loud noise, the Chosen One on the ground shot up and then fell, crying even more sorrowfully.

This time he lost another hand.

Xiao An was stunned for a moment and looked over, "Is there still a deviation in the wind speed?"

"I got distracted, didn't perform well."

Ji Jue gave an embarrassed smile, nearly blurting out shameful words like "one shot kill" and "heavily maimed," he held his breath, concentrated, and pulled the trigger again.

In the final loud sound, the Chosen One rolling on the ground finally met his end.

His head exploded.

The splattered blood stained Zhong Naohai's car window, making his expression twitch momentarily, he swallowed dryly.

"Boss..."

In the communication channel, a trembling voice spoke, "Should we..."

"Number six is right!"

Zhong Naohai slapped his thigh, finally catching on, "Go, go, go, this idea is scorching!"

Nobody corrected him that number six had just died; before the words were finished, the entire convoy began frantically reversing, charging back the way they had come.

However, at the original intersection, mysteriously, several large pits had appeared.

Beside the large pit, a man smoking and holding a shovel stared at the approaching dust, flipped his hand, stabbed the shovel into the ground, and grinned at the oncoming SUV, showing teeth marked with Thousand Islands tattoos.

The wind was fierce, and the vehicles sped.

Ignoring the roadblock in front, the driver slammed on the gas as if chased by invisible Evil Spirits, not realizing that the real reaper was blocking the way.

In that instant, Old Tang's long sword Sword Sound vibrated at his waist, unsheathed, and swung, shedding a metallic color in the air, so brilliant.

The oncoming SUV split in two!

Then the second blade was drawn from his waist, swung, cutting the second car in half at the waist.

Following that, the third blade, drawn by a hand emerged from his back—Slice!

The fourth, fifth, sixth!

On those muscled six arms, various swords and blades reflected the setting sun, shining brilliantly, and suddenly, a storm of death arose. Blood spurted, even dyeing the sunset crimson.

Thick smoke, burning, explosions, screams, moans.

Soon, all was abruptly silenced.

One by one, bodies were tossed into deep pits, Old Tang painstakingly lifting each face, taking pictures with his phone.

Aren't heads supposed to bring in some cash?!

If I had known it was these trash coming, I would've gone alone!

The interference by Ji Jue even cost me forty-five grand!

"One, two, three... eleven, twelve!"

Counting through the photos, he beamed, "A bountiful harvest!"

"Old Tang, that Chosen One doesn't need to be buried. Please bring him back for me," said the voice on the radio, "I have use for the body."

"Not even letting go of the corpses?"

He was startled, staring in disbelief, "You Embers are the most damn spooky!"

"I'll also pay for this."

"Alright, boss!"

Wouldn't have enhanced your service spirit if you had said this earlier?!

He pulled a tattered tarpaulin from the wreckage of the convoy, delightedly wrapping up the body of the Chosen One, securing it tightly, pondering whether to charge an extra packaging fee.

After all, there's a difference between dining in and takeaway!

Meanwhile, on the rooftop, after fending off a wave of attackers, Ji Jue's face, bowed looking at his phone, showed no joy. According to Xiao An's understanding and experience, Ji Jue's mood seemed to grow darker.

"What's wrong, Brother Ji Jue?"

He asked puzzled.

"Suppose, the worst-case scenario has been confirmed."

He sighed, looking at the messages from the signal tower on the screen, "Lei Yaoxing has set his sights on us."

In the transmission from the signal tower, images from the scene, videos, reports, and specific details about the situation inside the villa along with Old Tang's photos appeared.

Seeing the angle of the shots, the observer must be hiding on the opposite hilltop beyond the range of the signal tower. Had it not been for a fluctuation on the other end that automatically connected his phone, Ji Jue would have remained unaware.

It seemed that from the beginning, they were being stealthily watched.

Xiao An glanced at the photo, his eyes accurately pinpointing a spot on the fold of the hills, "Shall we deal with it?"

"There's no need."

After a moment of thought, Ji Jue shook his head, "It's easy to scare the snake by hitting the grass. For now, let's maintain the status quo."

When the observer moves from darkness to light, the threat power is greatly reduced. Ji Jue could even use this informant to mislead the enemy.

But to avoid being too clever by half, he was not yet planning to do so.

Lei Yaoxing was trouble enough.

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