Bat was a very calm person. He was so calm that he was almost callous.
As a sniper, he had to eliminate the distractions of the harsh environment around him, learn to recognize fake movements, and search for the real body of the target amidst complicated concealment objects and strange rolling and running movements. He had to strive to achieve a headshot.
If he had played a game called Counterstrike, he would know that no one disliked the thrill of a headshot.
Although the main driver's compartment and the rear compartment were separated by a plank, there was still a hole in the middle for people to communicate or pass cigarettes and alcohol.
Bat had long sensed the abnormality in the rear compartment, but he was still focused on driving. They were now driving at high speed on the mountain road, and the slightest carelessness would cause the car to overturn.
However, when he called Deagle's name, Deagle did not respond. His dog-like nose smelled the thick smell of blood in the rear compartment, and he knew that the situation was out of control.
Otherwise, why would Octopus not even send a signal to reassure him? She did not send a signal, which meant that the development of the situation was very worrying.
"What a bunch of idiots," Deagle cursed in his heart. How could a guy who was bound by blood, and the bomb's remote control was still in Octopus's hand, give him time and opportunity to fight back? If he sensed anything, he would have shot him dead. He was not a big shot anyway.
When he heard Octopus's painful groan, he knew that he could not wait any longer.
Deagle was dead, Octopus was seriously injured, and they could escape immediately.
Without any hesitation, he turned the steering wheel and drove the car towards the slope next to the mountain road.
It was a steep slope, and the car sped up as it went down.
Bat abandoned the car and let the car crash into the bottomless cliff. He was like a bat lying on the window and shooting at Fang Yan. He had already secretly made a small hole in the wall.
He had fought with Fang Yan before. Whether it was the remote bomb codenamed "Bluebird" or his long-range sniper, Fang Yan had dodged all of them.
Therefore, he knew very well that this guy was the real threat.
As long as he killed him, everything would be fine, and they could still bring Qin Yitian back to complete the mission.
The car was bumpy and unstable, and with Octopus risking his life to attack, Desert Eagle easily found an opportunity to shoot.
Qin Yitian sat in the corner of the carriage. Although the carriage was shaking violently and their lives were in danger, Qin Yitian still maintained absolute calmness.
Her mother had told her that the more dangerous the situation was, the more calm she had to be. Because at that time, your time is the most precious. Don't waste a single second. They couldn't afford to waste it. Qin Yitian had always done a good job in this regard.
When she saw the Desert Eagle outside the car window, she immediately threw herself at Fang Yan.
Seeing Qin Yitian take the bullet for Fang Yan, Bat's pupils constricted.
Since they kidnapped Qin Yitian, they naturally knew Qin Yitian's true identity. If he didn't conduct a thorough investigation on his target, he might slip up or offend a big shot that he couldn't afford to offend. Even if he provoked him, he still had to get a corresponding reward, right?
She was the young lady of the Qin family. Such a delicate woman was willing to take a bullet for a man. That must be the legendary true love, right?
Soon after, a cold smile appeared on his face.
Do you think you can block my bullets just because you want to?
He regretted that he didn't take out his sniper rifle. That was the weapon he was best at. With one shot, he could blast a big hole in their bodies or directly blow their heads off … Unfortunately, he kept the sniper rifle in the box, and it was not as useful in close combat as the custom-made Borg in his hand.
When Bat wanted to pull the trigger again, Fang Yan disappeared right under his nose. Qin Yitian also disappeared at the same time.
He knew that there was only one possibility: he was hiding next to the wall of the car that was close to him. In other words, the distance between them was only a thick wall of the car.
Bang bang bang …
Bat fired continuously at the wall of the car, trying to penetrate it and kill Fang Yan.
Unfortunately, the bulletproof car that had been modified by the armory was extremely strong. Ordinary bullets couldn't penetrate it. Even the accelerated bullets of his Borg pistol couldn't penetrate it.
The dark-skinned woman saw that Fang Yan was injured. She didn't want to give Fang Yan a chance to breathe. She climbed up from the ground and pounced on Fang Yan again.
She wanted to push Fang Yan to the window, to the middle of the car, and to the shooting range of Bat.
If Fang Yan died, their mission would be completed. Even if they might have to pay with their lives.
Fang Yan pushed Qin Yitian's body under the seat to prevent her from getting hurt again.
Then he turned around and rushed toward the dark-skinned woman, letting her hold on to his arm tightly.
"You don't know what you have done." Fang Yan roared with a hoarse voice.
His eyes were blood-red, and they were filled with dense blood vessels. Qin Yitian's injury had completely infuriated him.
An intense heat came from his dantian. It was as if his body was going to be incinerated.
Although there was no smoke, Fang Yan felt that his body was boiling, as if he was in a big iron furnace that had just been heated.
His blood was hot. It was scalding hot.
This wasn't the heart of Tai Chi, nor was it the state of Tai Chi.
This was the complete opposite of the calm and peaceful state of the Taiji Heart, where everything was still.
He wanted to vent. He wanted to expel the heat from his body.
The dark-skinned woman's heart skipped a beat. She saw a suffocating murderous aura from Fang Yan's eyes.
She was an assassin. How could an assassin be afraid of murderous aura?
The dark-skinned woman became even crazier. She used all her strength to hit Fang Yan's body.
She took out another ball from her pocket. She was going to perish together with everyone in the car. She wanted to destroy and drown everything that had failed.
This was also the rule of the armory. If the mission failed, they would work hard to cover up the secret of the armory in this world.
"Die." Fang Yan roared.
Boom!
With one punch, red and white matter splattered everywhere.
The head of the woman in black had actually disappeared, and she had become a headless corpse.
Fang Yan punched out furiously. His aura surged and his strength was as great as Mount Tai pressing down on the Yangtze River.
How could the body of a mortal withstand the pressure of Mount Tai and the rushing of a great river?
Even if steel could be pierced and rocks could be smashed, a mere head would naturally be hard to find.
What was even more frightening was that the flesh and blood that flew out actually carried a burnt smell. Fire Qi, Fire Qi, Fire Qi. The stronger the Qi, the fiercer the fire.
Pa!
The dark-skinned woman's petite body collapsed to the ground. Just as the ball was about to hit the ground, Fang Yan flicked it with the tip of his foot and it jumped back into Fang Yan's hand.
Fang Yan's face and body were drenched in blood, and he looked like a god of death.
He turned around and punched Bat's car window with a loud bang.
Boom …
The glass was on the verge of breaking.
Boom …
Another punch.
Cracks began to appear on the glass, and it looked like it was about to explode.
In order to sneak an attack on Fang Yan, Bat had purposely opened a gap in the window. Because of this gap, he had the opportunity to shoot and injure Qin Yitian and Fang Yan.
However, it was also because of this gap that Fang Yan had the opportunity to smash it. If the glass was tightly fastened to the inside of the window frame, it would be like the glass on the other side, airtight and as hard as alloy.
Boom …
The third punch.
Finally, the glass could not withstand the heavy blows and cracked open.
Bat, who had been lying on the roof of the car and waiting for an opportunity to shoot, dodged the flying glass shards and raised his gun to shoot at the window.
Before he could pull the trigger, Fang Yan grabbed his arm. With a forceful tug, Bat's body was pulled into the window.
Although large pieces of glass fell off, there were still some glass shards stubbornly stuck to the edge of the window frame.
With such a violent pull from Fang Yan, a few pieces of Bat's skin and flesh were torn off by the glass shards. A few bloody grooves appeared on his stomach and back.
Only then did Bat realize that his strength was not on the same level as Fang Yan's. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break free from Fang Yan's iron grip.
Fang Yan pressed Bat's body against the floor of the car and raised his foot.
Crack!
Bat's arm that was holding the gun was broken.
Crack!
Fang Yan raised his foot again and broke the arm that was not holding Bat's hand.
His clothes were torn into pieces, his bones were crushed, and his skin and flesh were separated from his body.
Fang Yan destroyed both of Bat's arms, leaving him no chance to hold the gun or turn the tables.
Then he grabbed the gun from Bat's hand that was separated from his body and pulled the trigger desperately at Bat's head.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang …
Until all the bullets in the gun magazine were emptied, Fang Yan smashed the gun on Bat's broken body.
Bat lay there motionless. His head had been smashed to pieces by Fang Yan, and his body was already dead.
Clang …
The car hit a boulder on the way down the slope. The car was unstable, and the whole car rolled over.
Clang, clang, clang, clang …
It rolled faster and faster, and was about to fall into the abyss.
Fang Yan rushed over to pick up Qin Yitian, and the two of them rushed toward the broken window.
While their bodies were still in the air, Fang Yan flicked his finger, and a silver ball flew back into the car.
Boom …
A muffled sound came, and the solid car was blown into pieces. A large amount of green liquid splashed out, corroding the plants, insects, stones, and even the air into ashes.
Fang Yan tiptoed, and his body bounced up again when he was about to hit the ground. He rolled a few times in the air and finally adjusted his body's balance. Then he landed steadily with Qin Yitian in his arms.
"Qin Yitian …" Fang Yan shouted to Qin Yitian in his arms. "I'll take you to the doctor now, you can't die …"
Qin Yitian struggled to open his eyes. His voice was weak, but there was no trace of fear. He said with a smile, "I'm not as good as her, I can only help you block the knife …"
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