"Hehe, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Carefully placing Lin Qingxue behind the Big Tree, Hao Jian glanced at the bullet hole in the ground, calculated the direction, and with a tap of his toes, his figure became ghostly, flashing onto a bench not far away.
Standing on the bench, Hao Jian gazed into the distance, his sharp eyes instantly locking onto the rooftop of a distant building. There, he saw a pitch-black gun, and behind it was a man dressed entirely in black!
"Another assassin?!"
This person's appearance instantly triggered this thought in Hao Jian's mind.
A cruel smile tugged at his lips: "Just as I was wondering how to find you all, you show up in just a few hours. Do you really think this is your territory?!"
"He actually dodged a sniper bullet?!"
On the rooftop, Number Twenty-two saw Hao Jian dodging his shot in the blink of an eye, and his icy expression turned to shock.
"No wonder Number Twenty-one failed..."
