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As he looked at Lu Xin's kind, calm smile, the veteran assassin's mind sank into utter confusion.
The bullet had been sent back...
This was a bullet that had left the barrel at 1,232 meters per second, possessing the strongest killing power—a bullet meant to take lives.
Once fired, it became the Grim Reaper, wielding the power to harvest human lives...
And yet the target had sent it back?
He had to admit that in his entire seven-year career, this was the first time he had encountered something so outrageous.
What did this mean?
It meant the target was quite kind, possessing the noble virtue of returning lost property...
It was certain that this veteran assassin had already been deeply won over by Lu Xin's noble character.
Therefore, after watching Lu Xin send the bullet back, no unusual change appeared on his face.
He did not even move a muscle, looking extremely calm and composed.
Of course, another reason was that the mental pressure was simply too great. Even if he wanted to move, he could not...
"Wuu wuu wuu..."
At the same time, amid the veteran assassin's innocent and pitiful gaze, the surrounding wilderness suddenly erupted into commotion.
Although that bullet had been fired by mistake, it was like a signal, instantly igniting the suppressed wilderness.
In the distance, a knightly band wearing hats woven from withered grass had been lying in wait behind a high slope. The moment they heard the gunshot, they had no time to distinguish what had happened. They immediately leaped out from behind the slope and hurriedly raised the motorcycles beside them.
"Hurry, brothers! Someone's beaten us to it..."
"Charge over and fight them!"
"If we win, we'll go back to drink wine and eat meat. If we lose, our wives