Cheng Hao closed his laptop and quietly gazed at the scenery outside the car. The sunlight of the setting sun shone on a few seagulls perched on nearby reefs, using their beaks to tidy up their feathers that had gotten a bit disheveled over the day. Everything appeared exceptionally peaceful.

　　The taxi was passing over a bridge when Cheng Hao seemed to realize something.

　　"Drop me off here," Cheng Hao said, focusing his gaze on a small, shiny dot in the distance that seemed to have piqued his great interest.

　　"Aren't we going to Port E?" the taxi driver asked.

　　"Keep the change," Cheng Hao tossed a stack of money and got out of the car.

　　After taking a good look to figure out what the distant glint was, Cheng Hao quickly lay flat on the ground. At the same time, a bullet whistled over his head, tightening the surrounding air as if it had been twisted forcefully.

　　"Looks like I've met my match," Cheng Hao said calmly as he rolled up his left sleeve. Thanks to his modifications, equipped with this 15 - power scope, he thought his single piece of equipment should be able to take on the enemy hiding in the distance. At least, that's what he had assumed. But in reality, as soon as he poked his head out, a bullet zipped by with lightning speed and knocked his scope flying into mid - air.

　　"Trying to force me to retreat?" Cheng Hao gritted his teeth, secretly marveling at his opponent's marksmanship.

　　In a secluded room, not a single light was turned on. The only thing providing visual aid was the sunlight from the setting sun outside the window. A stealthy shadow crouched on the windowsill. Without the assistance of any scope, as long as there was light, enemies hundreds of yards away, even eight or nine hundred yards, were no more than lambs waiting to be slaughtered. However, Cheng Hao had just gotten off the taxi at a position over a thousand yards away, which left the shadow in a real bind, flustered and at a loss.

　　Cheng Hao, on the other hand, leisurely put on a helmet that resembled those worn by miners and then crawled forward on the bridge. Maybe he knew that the reason no more bullets were coming his way was that he was currently within a safe range. But then again, maybe he didn't, because he was steadily closing in on the assailant.

　　"Yes, yes, come a little closer," the shadow bared its fangs. The reflection of the setting sun in a puddle on the platform outside the abandoned building in front of him looked like a pool of blood, which made him even more excited.

　　Cheng Hao didn't seem to realize that danger was creeping up on him. He continued to advance into the shadow's sniper range. "One thousand yards... one thousand two hundred yards..." The shadow couldn't contain his excitement and pulled the trigger, leaving a small, smoking, pea - sized crater in front of Cheng Hao.

　　"Damn it! The prey in my grasp has slipped away," the shadow beat his chest in frustration, clearly regretting his impatience.

　　To his surprise, even though danger was practically right in front of him, Cheng Hao was still closing in. The shadow got even more excited because he thought such a person was no different from a moving target for him.

　　One shot, two shots, three shots... The shadow used bullets to block Cheng Hao's path, hoping to drive him into a trap.

　　"Come closer, come closer," the shadow muttered to himself. The setting sun shone on his long hair and also illuminated the photo of Cheng Hao that he was holding in his mouth.

　　Cheng Hao was forced into an alley by a hail of bullets. He leaned hard against the wall, showing an expression that seemed like fear. Seeing this, the shadow got even more thrilled. He widened his eyes, eager to see the fear on Cheng Hao's face.

　　What he saw was a smiling face. The sunlight hit that face, and it was clear that Cheng Hao was smiling.

　　"He's smiling. Why? Clearly, he's on the verge of..." The shadow was stunned, and the photo he was holding in his mouth fluttered down. Before he could pull the trigger, a small light sphere flew up from right beneath the abandoned building and then burst open right in front of his eyes.

　　"My... eyes." The shadow let out a scream and reflexively stumbled backward.

　　One step, two steps, three steps, until the back of his head pressed against the cold muzzle of a gun.

　　"Give it up. You can't escape," Li Lei, standing behind the shadow, said. "Being blinded by such intense light, even your eagle - eyes are useless now, aren't they?"

　　"How could you..." The shadow gritted his teeth, his face contorted in rage.

　　Cheng Hao took off his hat, sat on a park bench, and whistled leisurely while wiping the camera on his hat. It turned out that the direction of every shot fired by the shadow had been recorded by Cheng Hao's camera, and the data had naturally been sent to Lu Kong and his team, who had just narrowly escaped death. Thus, the shadow's actual location was easily obtained.

　　"Put your hands up," Li Lei jabbed the back of the long - haired man's head with the gun.

　　"Okay," the long - haired man surprisingly cooperated.

　　"Danger, Li Lei!" Lu Kong rushed out from the side and tackled Li Lei to the ground. Before Li Lei could react, a chain swept across the building's window, shattering it into pieces. The sharp tip of the chain pierced through the spot where Li Lei had just been standing, wrapped around the long - haired man several times, and then dragged him out.

　　"Zhou Mofan, you're really careless, getting caught by this bunch of losers," a voice made Lu Kong grit his teeth in anger.

　　"Dugu Xiaobai, you're still alive," Lu Kong looked out of the window angrily but was pulled back by Li Lei.

　　Then, sharp tips suddenly shot through the floor in front of Lu Kong at lightning speed and slashed backward, leaving a huge crack.

　　Dugu Xiaobai looked coldly at Lu Kong and turned to leave without saying a word.

　　"They're all safe and sound," the masked man looked at the sleeping Qin Xiaoxiao and said to a man in a uniform in the room.

　　"Seeing them really makes me feel that the younger generation is full of promise," the man in uniform poured a cup of hot tea to entertain the masked man and pointed at his own face.

　　"You didn't mention it, and I really wasn't used to it," the masked man then took off his mask politely and accepted the tea.

　　"Thanks to you bunch of idiots, I got a severe scolding from that lord this time," Qiao Chengyong sneered, cracking his knuckles by stacking his two hands together. "Qin Xiaoxiao is still missing. How am I supposed to explain this to the lord?"

　　"Never mind. This time, we've also shown those kids our power," Dugu Xiaobai wrapped his wound tightly with bandages.

　　"Besides, we now have another trump card in our hands. This is just the perfect opportunity to lure them into our trap," Zhou Mofan cut off his long hair with a snip.

　　The four of them all looked simultaneously towards the corner of the room, where an old acquaintance of Lu Kong was snoring in his sleep...