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Chapter 532 - 496 Reality

Chapter 532: Chapter 496 Reality

A terrible thought flashed through Conni’s mind, and he quickly focused.

At this point, he had no choice but to check himself.

Footsteps sounded, someone was coming down the stairs.

Conni held his gun aimed at the entrance of the corridor, holding his breath, his hand was steady without a trace of trembling.

Dada, Dada, Dada...

The footsteps were neither hurried nor slow but carried a peculiar rhythm as if the newcomer was preparing for a banquet rather than a battle.

As the footsteps reached the corner of the first floor, suddenly there was a change.

Creak—

The wooden staircase let out a piercing sound, the board split, and a figure burst out!

Conni’s pupils shrank, a familiar sense of palpitation arose, and he decisively moved his feet sideways, while simultaneously pulling the trigger.

Bang! Bang!

Shh!

The whistling of air was masked by gunshot sounds, it was Wu Li throwing a dart while rushing out from the corner.

After resolving two combatants upstairs just now, he keenly sensed that it had become quiet all around, and everyone near the building had withdrawn, leaving only a faint sound of footsteps downstairs.

This situation caught Wu’s attention, for if the enemy planned to retreat, it wouldn’t make sense to leave someone behind—likely, the newcomer was no ordinary person.

Just in case, Wu chose to use the dart while bursting out. It turned out his caution was justified. Judging from Conni’s reaction and shooting speed alone, he was not on the same level as the previous combatants.

Moreover, Conni had dodged Wu’s dart in advance and fired while moving, astonishing in both stability and accuracy. Wu dodged one bullet, but the other grazed the skin of his right arm.

Staggering slightly, Wu changed direction and rushed down the stairs, while Conni had already completed his lateral move into the adjacent living room, disappearing from Wu’s sight.

Without hesitation, Wu took another step forward, but this time, as he was about to burst into the living room, there was an extra motion underfoot—he dug his toes into the ground, grabbing and scraping with the Qilin Step to propel himself forward rapidly.

Bang! Bang!

Tiles on the wall exploded, and stones flew chaotically.

As Wu leapt forward, he raised his hand and shot another dart without even looking at where Conni was, having locked onto his position by sensation alone.

However, Wu’s dart missed again, as Conni had once again dodged in advance.

He had not practiced Kung Fu from Hua Country, nor had he comprehended the Fist Intent, but the keen intuition honed from countless life-and-death battles also allowed him to perceive danger in advance.

While dodging Wu’s dart, Conni burst out of the living room, ran outside the house, and once again disappeared from Wu’s sight.

Two dodges, two disappearances—Conni had calculated all this in advance upon entering the house; every movement and each landing spot were under his control.

The reason for this was to gain the upper hand, preventing Wu from closing in directly.

After four shots, Conni had assessed Wu’s movement speed: the second bullet grazed Wu’s arm, and the fourth grazed his thigh. With the next two shots, Conni was confident he could hit Wu’s body; even if Wu wore a Bullet-Proof Vest, any impact would slow him down. And for Conni, just a slight slowdown would allow him to end the fight with one shot!

Standing outside the small building, Conni quickly retreated while aiming his gun straight ahead at the door.

He was waiting for the prey to take the bait.

However, this time he miscalculated.

Boom!

The wall a few meters to the right of the door suddenly burst open, bricks and stones scattering everywhere, dust flying!

Wu Li didn’t take the door but rather broke through the wall!

Conni’s heart skipped a beat, and he swiftly shifted his gun barrel.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The figure flickered and changed direction twice in the blink of an eye and finally got close to Conni.

Conni hadn’t expected Wu Li to burst out of the building in such a violent manner. Although the building’s walls weren’t very thick, they were still walls. Wu Li not only broke through them but also had enough remaining strength to charge forward and then accelerate his change of direction...

A small mistake disrupted Conni’s rhythm, allowing Wu Li to close in.

Swoosh!

A fist, like a cannonball, aimed for Conni’s face; he leaned back, simultaneously rotating his wrist, aligning the gun with Wu Li’s head.

Bang!

Wu Li raised his hand to block Conni’s armed arm, his right fist transformed into a palm and chopped down fiercely, pressing down on Conni’s chest like a mountain.

Conni’s right arm was deflected by Wu Li almost effortlessly, feeling as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, pain penetrating deep into the bone.

He immediately remembered the body he had seen in the room earlier, its arm brutally broken—probably by the same technique Wu Li had used.

But his combat skills were much better than those of the combatant, having momentarily diffused the force, so his arm didn’t break. However, influenced by Wu Li’s innate Gang Qi, it temporarily lost strength.

Conni’s left hand now held a military dagger, which he thrust upward at Wu Li’s pressing arm, and with a sharp whooshing sound, the dagger transformed into a cold gleam in the darkness.

Wu Li’s right arm twisted in mid-air, dodging the thrust. Then, his palm struck the side of the dagger, causing a deep humming sound from his tendons and muscles.

Using innate Gang Qi to drive the Ox Tongue Palm, Wu Li’s hand, seemingly gently "wiping" over the dagger, caused Conni’s dagger to tremble violently, nearly slipping from his hand.

Conni was shocked; it was his first time witnessing such an almost inconceivable feat of seizing a blade with bare hands!

With his right hand’s strength restored, Conni twisted his wrist, pulled his right shoulder back, sidestepped, rotated his arm, and once again directed his gun toward Wu Li’s body.

Wu Li, with his left hand shaped like an eagle’s claw, quickly grabbed Conni’s wrist, pointing the gun toward the void, ready to exert force to grapple and break the opponent’s wrist bones.

Just as Wu Li exerted force, a cold gleam flashed by, with the military dagger thrusting toward his left arm, forcing him to release Conni’s wrist.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged seven or eight moves. Wu Li noticed that Conni’s close combat skills were quite good as well, his coordination of the dagger and handgun resembling an unusual form of gun-fighting skill.

Although the opponent’s strength and explosive power might be weaker than many Master Level Martial Artists, his agility and reaction speed were outstanding. Perhaps in unarmed combat, he might not even defeat a single Master Level Martial Artist, but armed—even in close combat—none of those Wu Li had previously defeated, including Luo Bin, could match Conni.

Regrettably, he was facing Wu Li.

A feeling of helplessness gradually arose; Conni’s heart sank bit by bit.

He was 32 years old, at the peak of his entire life, coupled with his partner, they were hailed as the strongest pair in the Y Country Intelligence Bureau in twenty years!

They had once infiltrated a military base to kill a target and even used missiles to flatten a town, feeling almost invincible. It was under such beliefs that when he unexpectedly met Wu Li, also at his peak, Conni realized that such feelings were illusory.

Only death is real!