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Chapter 613: A Lethal Needle from a Hundred Meters Away!

Chapter 613: Chapter 613: A Lethal Needle from a Hundred Meters Away!

They lay on the ground, discussing.

Not daring to get up, nor having the strength to do so, they just waited for Chen Wei to be crippled by the Warlord and thrown out.

Seeing Chen Wei’s miserable state would vent the anger in their hearts.

Elsewhere.

Chen Wei hadn’t gone far.

He suddenly stopped.

Turning his head, his gaze shifted toward the distance.

Even though it was night, and not as clear as during the day,

Chen Wei still keenly caught the faint glimmer of a sniper rifle’s scope through the moonlight.

This guy?!

Behind the sniper scope, Zhao Dongyang felt panic when he saw Chen Wei looking straight his way. The last of the Four Great War Generals didn’t understand how Chen Wei could see him from such a distance.

Coincidence?

Zhao Dongyang couldn’t convince himself it was just a coincidence.

Because Chen Wei’s actions were as if he knew Zhao was right there, looking straight over, without shifting his gaze.

Now, Zhao Dongyang no longer doubted why the other three War Generals had fallen at this man’s hands.

In his eyes, Chen Wei certainly had the power, no mistake about it.

But unfortunately, he was going to die here today!

When it came to strength, Zhao Dongyang had always been the most powerful among the War Generals.

His Spectral Sniping was feared by countless people.

To evaluate him, it was as if he was a ghost: not present, yet seemingly everywhere.

Those aimed at by Zhao Dongyang’s sniper rarely lived to tell the tale.

He didn’t believe Chen Wei would be an exception.

Without delay and confirming everything was in order—the wind direction was fine, the airflow wouldn’t affect the bullet’s trajectory—he aimed at Chen Wei’s head, deciding on a fatal headshot!

He pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot sounded.

Even though a silencer was attached, there was still noise.

But such a noise, from such a high place, even if it reached below, passersby would mostly choose to ignore it.

Even if they thought it odd, they would just look up, unlikely to climb up to investigate.

Facing the bullet shot at him, Chen Wei calmly stepped back.

He saw clearly, the bullet flew by in front of him.

It struck the concrete ground, leaving a pit before ricocheting into a tree, embedding in the rough bark.

"How can this be? Another coincidence?" Zhao Dongyang didn’t believe the gunshot could travel that far.

Even if the sound of the gun reached, could a normal person dodge a bullet with that alone?

"Coincidence! It must be just a coincidence! If one shot didn’t hit, then shoot again," Zhao Dongyang comforted himself.

"Huff... ha... huff... ha..." He breathed heavily, trying to calm his emotions to steady his hands and not affect his shooting accuracy.

This time, no matter what, he had to kill Chen Wei with one shot.

Having alerted his prey, if he allowed Chen Wei to escape and spread the word, everyone in the circle would know.

Where would someone with the title of Spectral Sniping put his face then?

Once again, he confirmed everything was in order, and he completely calmed himself.

The target also showed no sign of moving.

A perfect opportunity!

It was now!

He pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The bullet shot out at high speed.

However, an eerily familiar scene unfolded; Chen Wei remained composed, stepping back, smoothly evading the bullet once more.

The step that was just a hair’s breadth away, in Zhao Dongyang’s eyes, at this moment, seemed as distant as a thousand, ten thousand miles, forever out of reach.

It was really driving him insane.

Once might be called a coincidence.

Twice, how could he convince himself to believe that it was a coincidence?

This guy had a problem! This guy definitely had a problem!

He must be cheating!

Even though Zhao Dongyang was a firm believer in science, at this moment, he couldn’t help but feel shaken.

He forcefully calmed himself down, clearing all thoughts from his mind.

He aimed the sniper scope at Chen Wei and pulled the trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

And this time, he fired three shots in quick succession, sealing off Chen Wei’s path forward and backward.

Zhao Dongyang revealed a hint of hysterical cold laughter, "This time, I want to see how you can dodge!"

However, the scene he saw through the sniper scope next shocked him, making him exclaim that it was impossible.

Chen Wei actually managed to dodge the bullet aimed directly at him by stepping back just as the three bullets were fired one after the other.

Then stepping forward, the other two bullets, from in front and behind, brushed perfectly past him.

Not even a single hair was touched!

"..." Now, Zhao Dongyang really started to doubt his life.

He wondered if he was dreaming or if he had taken the wrong medication, a tranquilizer that caused hallucinations, instead of his usual prescription.

If it wasn’t a hallucination, how could he witness such an outrageous sight?

When he wanted to continue shooting,

Bang!

"Ah!" A needle, piercing through the sniper scope, and then directly into Zhao Dongyang’s right eye.

Zhao Dongyang fell to the ground, rolling back and forth, screaming non-stop, "Ah! My eye! My eye!"

"Damn it! Damn you, I will kill you, I must kill you!" Zhao Dongyang got up, fury surging in his mind.

He didn’t want to think about anything else, at that moment there was only one thought in his mind, to kill Chen Wei!

It didn’t matter that his right eye was ruined, he still had his left eye.

As an elite sniper, he naturally could aim and shoot with both his right and left eyes.

He aimed with his left eye, locked onto Chen Wei.

He was about to pull the trigger and fire all the remaining bullets.

"Pfft!" However, at that moment, his complexion suddenly changed, deathly pale.

A sweet taste in his throat, and the blood that surged out filled his mouth in an instant.

Unable to contain it, a mouthful of blood spurted out two to three meters away, like spilling ink.

Passersby below felt something drip onto their heads and when they reached up to wipe it, saw it was red.

Puzzled, they wondered, "Is someone painting? Or is it dripping blood from meat? That’s really annoying!"

"I hope I never find out who you are, otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude!"

In a building with at least a few hundred residents, it was impossible to search every household.

They could only swallow their grievances silently, like eating bitter herbs without being able to speak of the discomfort.

Little did they know, it was actually Zhao Dongyang’s blood.

At this moment, Zhao Dongyang’s muscles atrophied, his hair turned white, as if he had aged decades in an instant.

It was hard to tell that he was a man who had just turned thirty.

After a brief struggle, his limbs became rigid, unable to move.

Curling up, his eyes wide open and his mouth even wider, he instantly fell silent!

Without a sound, the silence was terrifying.

In fact, Zhao Dongyang was already dead, his heart had stopped beating.

Chen Wei was not only a master of using needles and hidden weapons, but also a master of poisoning.

Several hundred meters away, killing someone with a needle was not difficult for him.

If one had to describe it, it was as routine as eating and drinking water.

It didn’t require much effort or concentration; he could do it casually.