Bullseye's Arrival

An assassin is coming, but Bai Jing isn't flustered; instead, he's quite excited.

What are the three greatest joys in life?

She likes me, and I can kill her back!

Taking out a two-meter-long sniper rifle, Bai Jing immediately began scanning.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't know how to use it or has never used it before. Young people learn things quickly, and the PTRD-41's structure is extremely simple, its principles not complicated. Bai Jing only scanned it once, understood its structure, and knew how to fire it!

The PTRD-41 is a single-shot, manually reloaded weapon. Although firing it is much slower than modern sniper rifles, this authentic feel excites military enthusiasts even more.

Do real snipers have automatic firing?

Is automatic firing even considered a real sniper?

Disgraceful!

Loading the bullet and pulling the bolt could be done with Gravity, but using Gravity would ruin the feel, so Bai Jing chose to use his hands.

However, when aiming, he could use Gravity to lift the gun, stabilize it in the air, and sense the rifling and threads within the barrel.

After a simple calculation, a trajectory appeared in his mind.

Opening the window slightly, Bai Jing aimed at a seagull flying in the sky and suddenly pulled the trigger!

The tremendous sound startled him, and then his eyes lit up. He clearly saw the bullet leaving the barrel, a ripple in the air, and then it narrowly missed the seagull!

Awesome!

So this thing is this exciting? Just watching is awesome, and playing with it myself will be even more so!

No wonder snipers are everyone's favorite position in various shooting games!

"There were some calculation errors!" Bai Jing adjusted the trajectory in his mind. After comparing it with the previous shot, he had more accurate data, and the simulated trajectory was now the most accurate.

He didn't need a second shot!

Other snipers rely on experience and awareness for their shots.

Bai Jing relies on his top-tier eyesight and mathematics!

A person's state fluctuates, and experience and awareness will decline if not practiced for a long time.

But mathematics won't.

Of course, the main reason was that the gunshot seemed to have attracted the attention of the neighbors, who were peeking out from behind their windows, watching cautiously.

The police sirens, which had been sounding outside, were getting closer and closer.

In an alley, the moment a figure fell, they were caught and then thrown into a nearby trash can, which was then carefully closed.

A middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with a receding hairline, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Exhaling smoke, he walked out of the alley, casually giving a charming glance to two girls walking towards him.

The two girls clutched their chests and turned away excitedly, but the man didn't stop.

Otherwise, a major battle would have ensued in the nearby hotel!

The man entered a coffee shop and found an empty table.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

"Black coffee, no sugar," the man said with a smile.

"Okay!" The waitress nodded and turned away. When she returned, she brought a cup of coffee with a piece of paper tucked underneath it.

There was a string of numbers on it.

The man smiled, took a sip of his coffee, leaned back on the sofa, and looked out at the distant street.

"He can absorb a person's blood upon contact and catch bullets with his bare hands," the man said, flicking a single bullet between his fingers.

"Colt Python, 4-inch barrel, length 102mm, total length 240mm, weight 1.1kg, 9mm bullet, muzzle velocity 320m/s!"

Bullets traveling at that speed could actually be caught by hand.

If it wasn't some kind of magic, how could it be done?

Since he's Asian, perhaps he uses Qi?

Like those shadowy ninjas?

So the methods he had prepared earlier wouldn't work; he needed to use something more powerful!

He sat by the window, drinking coffee all afternoon. However, his behavior wasn't unusual; there were many white-collar workers on this street, and quite a few were drinking coffee and thinking up scripts.

But as night fell, these people also gradually left.

The streetlights came on, people came and went, and finally, it returned to quiet.

"Excuse me, we're closing now," the same waitress said, gently tapping the table.

"Oh, okay!" The man nodded. "The coffee was delicious, thank you!"

"You're welcome!" The waitress blushed. "If, I mean, if you don't have a place to go, I can temporarily offer you a place to stay?"

"No need!" The man shook his head and picked up the clothes draped over his chair. "Next time, if there's a chance, I'll come again."

He stepped out and took his position in the shadows, vanishing as if he had melted into them.

The street, which should have quieted down, gradually filled with people.

They were armed with guns and machetes, their faces fierce and menacing, clearly not good people.

A moment later, an Asian man emerged, surrounded by a crowd.

Short hair, a white tracksuit, deep-set eyes—all the features matched!

"So, you really aren't giving Kingpin any face!" The man sat on the rooftop, watching the gathering crowd below, and let out a scoff. "An arrogant fool who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Does taking down such a small gang make you think you're all that powerful!"

"This is why I'm wasting my rare vacation time, all because of you!"

He opened the silver-white case that had been placed on the balcony long ago and began assembling the firearm. From nearly 400 meters up, with the noisy crowd below, no one could possibly hear this much sound!

Then, he propped it against the wall. The Asian man's head appeared in the scope!

He pulled the trigger.

It was that simple!

The man smiled as he looked at the Asian man, only to see the Asian man in his scope turn his head and flash him a brilliant smile.

"Huh?" A chill ran down the man's spine. He immediately turned his head, and the sniper rifle in his hands exploded with a deafening roar!

A bullet had entered the muzzle, but because its diameter was too large, the muzzle of his sniper rifle couldn't accommodate it, and it simply blew apart!

"How is that possible!" Although he was an assassin, assassins in the Marvel Universe weren't exactly traditional ones. After his assassination failed, instead of fleeing for his life, he exclaimed loudly.

"Isn't it windy up there?" the Asian man shouted from below. "Why don't you come down for a chat?"

"Hmph!" The man shook his head. He wasn't stupid. There were over a hundred people down there. Was he going down to his death?

"If you don't come down, I'll go attack the Vipers. You couldn't kill me, so you'll have trouble explaining to Kingpin later!" the Asian man shouted again.

"Hmph." The man remained silent. I'll follow you and attack the Vipers. See if you can stay vigilant the whole time!

The second you let your guard down, I'll kill you!

After all, do you think the Viper Gang is easy to deal with?

"Boss!" The gang members below finally realized their boss might have been targeted for assassination and quickly formed a defensive formation.

"That's enough!" Bai Jing waved his hand. "Let's focus on the main business. He's just a petty thief, nothing to worry about!"

"Is that so..." Ryan didn't understand, but an assassin who didn't even get a chance to attack and was instead forced into revealing his position by the boss surely must be a petty thief.

"Attack!" Thinking this, Ryan also relaxed and raised his hand to shout.

The Viper Gang was not far away, just across one street, a few hundred meters. They could reach it by running!

Bai Jing lagged behind, narrowing his eyes and listening intently!

This was no petty thief!

Even at double speed, he had used gravity to lift his gun and fire a sudden shot, and the man had still managed to dodge it!

Furthermore, the sound of assembling the firearm was extremely faint. If he hadn't been vigilant, he might have completely overlooked it!

Even now, the sound of him running on the rooftop was barely audible!

"I remember Kingpin doesn't have many subordinates worth mentioning, so could this be Bullseye?" Bai Jing frowned.

He wasn't afraid of close combat, but facing a long-range threat like Bullseye was very troublesome.

The bullet that he could notice could be blocked by his gravity field, but the ones he couldn't notice would be dangerous!

After all, a sniper rifle bullet traveled at nearly three times the speed of sound. By the time his gravity sense detected it, it would be less than a meter away, leaving him with only 0.0001 seconds to react!

However, on the surface, Bai Jing appeared calm and walked leisurely, as if he didn't take the assassin seriously at all!

In a matter of tens of seconds, the group had crossed 46th Street and arrived at 45th Street.

Ahead, the Viper Gang was already waiting in full force!