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Chapter 448 - 442, Sniper! (Third Update)_1

Chapter 448: 442, Sniper! (Third Update)_1

"Don’t go home tonight. Just wait behind that trash bin. I’ll have Liu Erbao come to pick you up," Ren He said quietly, standing next to the body of the assassin. It was the first time he had killed with his own hands, and the direct experience of life slipping away was tough to bear, even if the other party was an enemy.

In his past life as well as this one, Ren He never imagined he would be caught in such a deadly pursuit. His mood was inevitably complex.

But it seemed that when the Divine Punishment System had granted him Master Firearms Skills, the scenes of killing, although evoking compassion, also equipped him with the mindset to adapt quickly.

Now was not the time for sentimental sorrows. His life, the lives of his loved ones, and Yang Xi’s life were always above others. This was Ren He’s unbreakable rule deep inside his heart.

Life is indeed precious, but it is not untouchable.

The ink-colored night sky, like a dragon, seemed to sing a somber elegy. Ren He stood in silence, his eyes solidifying an unprecedented killing intent. What would happen to Yang Xi if he were not by her side?

Ren He dared not think further. The so-called ’misfortunes should not affect the family’ in times of war has always been just a fig leaf for gentlemen, covering their cowardice.

Have saints ever been on a battlefield? If so, they’d have been killed long ago.

Ren He dialed Liu Erbao’s number and gave him the exact location, asking him to hurry over. At this time, even taxis could not be trusted. Fortunately, Liu Erbao was here, and the enemy did not know that such an ordinary person as Liu Erbao would be involved.

He believed that the enemy wouldn’t dare to shoot at civilians at random, but after this incident, Liu Erbao would have to leave America as well.

Tomorrow morning’s plane tickets could also be forgotten. Since the enemy had already made a move against Yang Xi, all normal channels were unusable. They had to utilize smuggling routes to return to their country.

Thus, Yang En couldn’t die, because Ren He didn’t know how to smuggle himself out. If Yang En or Lin Hao died or were captured, Ren He, Yang Xi, Liu Erbao, and others would end up like trapped beasts within this Steel Forest.

The prosperous America, the splendid America, for many it is a place of longing, but for Ren He at this moment, it was fraught with deadly threats.

He felt guilty for having to involve Liu Erbao in this matter but had no other choice. He believed Liu Erbao would come to help him without question, an unspoken trust born from life-and-death camaraderie. If it were Liu Erbao in trouble, he would do the same.

When killing intent looms, all sentimentalism is superfluous. The most crucial thing is just one: to survive.

Yang Xi had completely calmed down, her life in war zones taught her that composure is paramount. But Ren He did not seem to plan to leave with her, which made Yang Xi anxious, "They have guns, don’t go and try to help!"

Although she can now stay calm and not hold Yang En back – after all, he’s faced danger more than once in war zones – she can’t let Ren He sink into the quagmire for her anymore.

"Don’t worry," Ren He said calmly, "It’s clear they don’t know I’m your boyfriend, or that I am Knight. In America, I only have two identities: a junior professor from Juilliard School of Music and a freshman from the Columbia University School of Fine Arts."

And it was indeed the case. To Ren He, he was still an outsider to this circle, it seemed like nothing would happen even if he didn’t leave America, because he had no direct connection to Yang En, others didn’t know his identities beyond the junior professor.

When Ren He appeared alone, he was just another passerby.

Ren He planned to stay out of it, but the timing of this attack made one thing clear: even to secure a safe evacuation route for Yang Xi, he had to take risks.

He continued speaking calmly, "What you need to do is hide here, wait for Liu Erbao to pick you up. I can’t let your dad and the Skydrive people die. If they do, none of us will be leaving America," Ren He paused, then added, "Trust me."

"Trust me," these three words had appeared countless times from Ren He’s mouth, overpowered many people with their enchanting magic, and seemed to have the power to reassure others just by being uttered by him.

Having said that, Ren He turned and left, and Yang Xi didn’t stop him, for she had once promised to trust him unconditionally. All she had to do was hide here, hidden well.

The retreating figure suddenly started running into the night, with a hint of resolve.

For the first time in his life, Ren He understood that when danger approached, only he could protect the people and things he cared about.

At this moment, he was not the little professor from classical music, nor the elusive mastermind behind the Qinghe Faction.

He was a knight, a master of combat, a Master of Firearms!

The distant sound of gunfire, like thunder tearing through the inky night, indicated that as long as the gunfire didn’t cease, the fight was not over, and everything was still salvageable.

When Ren He reached the back door of what used to be a restaurant, he slowed down. By then, he could even faintly hear Lin Hao and Yang En’s shouts from afar: "Break through!"

Using the word "break through" suggested that the number of people hunting Yang En must have reached a substantial figure.

Ren He posed as a pedestrian, slowly approaching the street; first, he needed to assess the situation before deciding what he should do.

However, just as he quietly arrived on the street, he saw Wang and Erbao, guns in hand, attempting to break out ahead. Alongside Yang En were five individuals Ren He had never met, with Lin Hao bringing up the rear.

They seemed like a tiny boat on a stormy sea, pursued relentlessly by a well-trained combat team, yet this group of American fighters temporarily couldn’t make a decisive advance.

Because they wanted to capture Yang En alive.

Bang!

A muffled gunshot, like thunder before the rain, pierced the thick clouds to reach the ground; a sound utterly different from a handgun, like a dragon’s roar!

A sniper rifle! It was a sniper rifle! They had even positioned a sniper to capture Yang En!

Ren He saw a glint of gunfire from a ten-story building on the outskirts of New York City in the corner of his eye, followed by a burst of blood mist from the chest of the man in front of Lin Hao!

When the hitman attacking him and Yang Xi died, Ren He’s feelings briefly grew complex before settling, but now, seeing his compatriot shot by a bullet, a raging flame seemed to ignite within him, fury bursting forth as if from molten lava.

Had he not witnessed all this with his own eyes, Ren He might have distanced himself from the situation indeed, as it was logical and right for professionals to handle such matters.

But now that was impossible. In this life, what Ren He did not lack was courage.

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This addition is for the leader Heixifa, and there will be more to come, along with updates for other leaders. Tonight, I aim to finish this section of the story, yes.