Ren Xiaosu had entered Stronghold 63 purely to watch the show. After all, he did not receive any rewards for completing an A-rank mission. Furthermore, it was obvious that the feud between the Anjing House and the Pyro Company was not something that happened in just a day or two. As such, he was not willing to get involved in such a dispute.
But it just so happened that high-ranking member of the Pyro Company's fighting forces wanted to put on an act and even sent someone to kill him. This was a little intolerable.
Ren Xiaosu put away his sniper rifle and moved to another location. As he left, he observed the direction of Xianyang Road. At this moment, he was surprised to see an old man who was sitting by the roadside cooking sugar for children and drawing pictures. He suddenly reached his spoon into the pot and scooped out a spoonful of brown sugar. Right after, he quickly splashed the sugar onto the aluminum plate in front of him and started drawing.
In the blink of an eye, a lifelike peacock was drawn on the aluminum plate. Immediately after, the sugar peacock on the aluminum plate suddenly flapped its wings and broke out of its cage on the aluminum plate, flying into the sky!
The peacock painted with sugar paste had actually turned into a real one.
The peacock in the sky was amber in color. In the blink of an eye, it pounced in front of the remaining three members of Midnight.
However, the old man's hands did not stop moving. He reached out and scooped up another spoonful of golden sugar before drawing a dragon on the aluminum plate!
Ren Xiaosu was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he had seen such a magical superpower. He could draw anything with his mind as long as he believed it was alive!
When he was observing through the scope, he thought the old man was just an ordinary craftsman. Many children had even bought the old man's sugar paintings before, so there was nothing unusual about it.
But now, he was showing Ren Xiaosu an even more magnificent side of the supernatural being's world!
In his field of vision, the amber dragon did not attack Midnight. Instead, it stayed close to the old man to guard him. The old man had already started drawing the tiger!
However, Ren Xiaosu felt the old man might be approaching his limit. It was extremely difficult for him to draw the tiger.
All of a sudden, five people jumped out of the windows of a nearby residential building and surrounded the old man. Ren Xiaosu was stunned. This was also the Pyro Company's backup plan, right?
In an instant, Ren Xiaosu realized the Pyro Company had used Midnight as bait to capture the supernatural beings who had come to encircle them this time!
Everyone in the Barrier Alliance knew the Pyro Company was particularly interested in supernatural beings. Ren Xiaosu was even someone who had faced Midnight's squad head-on. What the other party wanted were the genetic fragments of supernatural beings. They wanted to create stronger humans, and this was their path of evolution.
Therefore, on the surface, it looked like the Anjing House was trying to encircle and annihilate the Pyro Company. But in reality, the Pyro Company had set up a trap to kill the supernatural beings.
Back in the Southwest, although the Pyro Company also existed, Qing Zhen had clearly expressed his dislike for them. He even fought a tough battle with them and drove them out of the Southwest.
Therefore, the Pyro Company in the Southwest was extremely weak. Their enemies were the entire military, as well as Qing Zhen, who was extremely good at fighting.
Now that they were in the Central Plains, this was the Pyro Company's home ground!
Moreover, there seemed to be an endless supply of the Pyro Company's warriors who had their genetic fragments modified. The other party had a stable method of creating supernatural beings, and this was an advantage that no other organization could compare to.
No, only the Qinghe Group could compare to them. However, the Qinghe Group did not seem to have many supernatural beings, and they were not too concerned about the competition for resources. They usually did not offend others unless they were offended, and they did not have any political views either.
Ren Xiaosu had already jumped onto a new rooftop. He could hear footsteps shuttling between the rooftops behind him. It was the Pyro Company members who were pursuing him.
They were getting closer and closer.
All of Stronghold 63 had descended into chaos. When the residents who were enjoying their nightlife on the streets heard the gunshots, they quickly screamed and fled the scene of the assassination.
The night fell into chaos, and even the colorful neon lights suddenly became oppressive and cramped.
But at this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly stood still and conjured his large black sniper rifle again. He aimed it at the Pyro Company members who were surrounding the old man.
Due to the rapid movements he was making while running for his life, Ren Xiaosu's heart started beating faster.
He took a deep breath.
The moment before a sniper fired, all the hormones, blood, muscles, and heart in the body would have to serve the will of the sniper. Even the chaotic night sky would have to freeze.
With a bang, Ren Xiaosu pulled the trigger. A thick smoke burst out from the muzzle, and the bullet started spinning rapidly after passing through the spiral rifling at the muzzle, carrying with it a huge amount of kinetic energy.
In the rifling, the concave part was called the Yin line, while the concave part was called the Yang line. In the black sniper rifle barrel, the perfect angle and entanglement allowed the bullet to spin the moment it left the chamber. This allowed the bullet to break free from the shackles of the outside world with a huge amount of kinetic energy, allowing it to shoot more accurately and further.
It was as though it had broken free from fate!
The long bullet passed through the gap between two buildings and arrived in front of one of the Pyro Company members. The spinning bullet quickly penetrated his muscles, but the friction between the bullet and his muscles twisted the wound like it was cotton wool!
Dead!
In the scope, a young man in a black suit and white shirt could be seen on Xianyang Road. He was waving his hand and breaking a metal street lamp pole by the side of the road, using it as a weapon.
But before he could rush to the old man's aid, he realized a sniper was helping them kill someone.
The young man was stunned for a moment. Then he asked into his earpiece, "Did we send any other snipers?"
"No, only an A-rank sniper accepted the mission, but he's already dead. However, the sniper who fired just now even avenged him," someone answered in the earpiece.
"That's strange. Where did this sniper come from?" The young man looked in the direction where the bullet came from, but there was no one on that building anymore.
Suddenly, three figures flashed across the rooftop of that building again. The young man said anxiously in the earpiece, "I'll take care of the Pyro Company members on Xianyang Road first. The sniper at 7 o 'clock is being chased by three members of Dusk. Can anyone go and rescue him?"
"It's too late. He's too far away from us."
No one said anything else. Due to the distance, they could only pray that the sniper would be lucky and not get caught by the Pyro Company.
The battle was so chaotic that even the Anjing House could not fully figure out what was happening on the battlefield. In this world, there were not many geniuses who could strategize like Qing Zhen. Most people could only deal with whatever came their way.
This was the case for both the Anjing House and the Pyro Company.
However, neither of them expected the sudden appearance of this sniper would become the key to changing the situation.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu was fleeing west and frequently jumping from building to building. But a moment later, he suddenly stopped running.
It was not that he could not run anymore, but that he did not want to run anymore.
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