female host tonight by abusing and tormenting her.Even so, the anger in his heart still hadn't dissipated. Every time he thought of Ye Junlang and Qin Youmeng walking side by side, his heart felt extr...Chapter 94: Killing With One Hand! (Part 1) (1/2)

Quiet.

...A deathly silence.

There were no chirps of insects or birdsong in the woods, nor the rustling of leaves. Even the night wind seemed to have stilled at this moment.

The specter crouched low to the ground, the surrounding silence so profound that he could hear his own breath. His right hand gripped a pistol tightly, while his left held a razor-sharp blade with serrated edges.

Since his debut, Ghost has never felt as threatened as he does now.

The entire forest was deathly silent, but in that empty void, there lingered a terrifying pressure, layer upon layer of it, like surging waves that pressed down on him relentlessly, suffocating him.

Even, he could feel it, in some dark corner of this forest, a pair of tranquil yet profound eyes were fixed upon him, in those eyes flowed mockery and disdain.

During this operation, Ghost thought of himself as a hunter, and his target was the prey he had locked onto.

But now, he feels that this role has been reversed.

He has become the prey, tragically, he hasn't realized to this day where that hunter is.

Gradually, he began to sweat, his right hand that held the gun was slick with perspiration. He was highly focused and alert, staring intently at every movement around him, not daring to relax for a moment.

He had a feeling that if he dared to make any move, a hand of death would suddenly reach out from the darkness and strangle him!

Just then, out of the blue, a voice, extremely aloof yet magnetically low and resonant, suddenly boomed —

"Are you an assassin, and have you come to kill me"

His ghostly face twitched, the voice coming from the front right. Almost as soon as it sounded, the pistol in his hand flew forward and he fired rapidly toward that direction.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ghost fired five shots in total, aiming at the direction of the sound he was targeting within a certain range.

After the gunfire, everything fell silent again.

The ghost's face turned ashen at that moment, for he knew that all five bullets he had fired had missed their mark.

If the bullet hits its target, there should be a metallic smell of blood. He is extremely sensitive to the smell of blood.

But no!

So he knew all five bullets he fired had missed.

"His reaction speed and aim are not bad, of course, that's all there is to it."

That indifferent voice suddenly rang out again, this time from the left front of the ghost!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The Specter didn't hesitate. He pointed his gun toward the left front and pulled the trigger again and again.

This time, Ghost again shot out five bullets.

He had a pistol that held 17 bullets. Before the operation, he'd already loaded it to full capacity.

"I'm curious, which assassin organization are you from It's not easy for your country to cultivate such a skilled assassin!"

That indifferent voice came again, this time from right in front of the ghost.

"Hmm..."

A low growl rumbled from the specter's throat, and he squeezed the trigger of his gun forward.

The Ghost had already begun to crumble. The opponent's movements were so wide-ranging, their speed unimaginable. But most importantly, throughout the opponent's movements, he felt not a hint of wind or sound. It was terrifying, like a nightmare!

Only the gun in his hand gave him some courage.

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Driven by anger and hope, he fired wildly forward, not knowing how many bullets he had discharged until finally——

There you go!

The gun in his hand suddenly fired a shot, the sound of the hammer striking the chamber! It was an empty chamber!

Out of bullets!

Just at this moment, the ghostly figure suddenly saw in front of him, within that void darkness, something gradually taking shape. It seemed like a large mass of darkness coalescing together, as if it were solid.

Then, a figure emerged from the thick darkness and walked towards him.

In the darkness, his face was obscured, but one could faintly see his tall figure. There were hints of his eyes, deep as the starry sky, and a terrifying aura, like an abyss or a prison, emanated from him.

The moment that figure appeared, a single thought jolted through Ghost's mind: he came from Hell!

The figure that walked out was naturally Ye Junlang.

After he ventured into the woods, he began to lie in wait, intentionally releasing his scent so that the Specter could detect him. As the Specter drove forward, he remained motionless, knowing the Specter would stealthily approach.

As the ghost stealthily approached, step by step, following the scent of his deliberately released aura, he began to suppress all ripples of his energy, even holding his breath.

With the strength of a ghost, it is naturally impossible to sense his aura at all. Besides, Ye Junlang's own stealth and hiding methods are unmatched throughout the entire dark world.

In the darkness, he stared at the apparition, not making a move immediately. Sometimes, playing a game of cat and mouse was quite enjoyable.

He kept pressuring the phantom until all the bullets in the gun in its hand were spent, and only then did he calmly emerge from hiding.

The phantom stared, as if Ye Junlang had materialized from that darkness. The two points in his eyes, like ghostly flames, flared with intensity. His entire expression was as if he had seen a ghost. He moved suddenly, and the blade tightly gripped in his left hand shot forward like a venomous snake spitting its fangs toward Ye Junlang.

Fast! Hard! Precise!

The ghost's actions fully demonstrated the three elements of assassination.

He remained silent, launching a lightning-fast attack the moment Ye Junlang appeared. It was unexpected and incredibly cunning. Even some special forces soldiers might not be able to dodge this sudden assassination attempt!

Ye Junlang's figure moved slightly, as if gliding on flat ground, sliding to the right for a distance and thus dodging the ghost's tricky and sinister assassination!

The specter's heart pounded, he gritted his teeth, swapping the sharp blade in his left hand to his right with lightning speed. Then, holding the blade in his right hand, he turned into a chilling and bone-piercing glint in the darkness, launching a full volley of attacks at Ye Junlang.

Ye Junlang's eyes suddenly darkened. Just as the ghost shadow attacked, his right hand shot forward with a sudden thrust, unleashing the martial art of empty-handed combat. He plunged into the heart of the ghost shadow's ferocious attack.

When the ghostly figure struck, its blade aimed to kill, Ye Junlang extended his right hand, forming a palm-knife stance. With an unbelievable and incredibly skillful angle, he slashed across the ghost's right wrist!

Bang!

A muffled sound echoed, and the ghost felt a numbness spread through his right arm, instantly stiffening it. The blade he held slipped from his grasp and clattered to the ground.

Knowing something was amiss, the Ghost stepped back with his feet, trying to increase the distance between himself and Ye Junlang.

But a sudden hand shot out from the darkness, faster than lightning. In that split second, its five fingers, like iron pincers, clamped down on the ghost's throat.

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