Optical Camouflage

"What did you do to me?" the assassin said, the first words he'd spoken since they met.

Bai Jing ignored him, instead curiously examining the silver handgun in his hand.

Calling it a handgun was an insult to these two guns, as their length already exceeded that of a UZI.

He performed a gravity scan and then found a button above the trigger. With a gentle flick, the front half of the gun rotated 30° to the left with a click!

Bai Jing gave it a slight flick, rotating it another 30°!

The angle between the front and rear sections of the gun was now 120°.

But Bai Jing knew that with different amounts of force, this gun could be swung further, all the way to 0°.

At this point, the gun was pointed forward, but could still fire backward, practically on par with Domestic Ling Ling Qi.

"What an ingenious design. A skilled marksman could control the muzzle's direction at will. One barrel can aim at enemies in six directions, and two barrels cover all twelve!" Bai Jing said. "This element of surprise could achieve unexpected results when the enemy is caught off guard. Furthermore, I've discovered the craftsmanship of this gun is extremely precise; the gaps at the joints are on the micron level. This must have been made with a high-precision five-axis CNC machine, and likely German or Japanese!"

Hearing this, the assassin finally stopped hesitating and turned to flee, but Bai Jing raised his hand and fired, hitting him directly in the knee.

The bullet passed straight through his meniscus and then carved out a pit in the gleaming marble floor.

Ricochets? Non-existent.

Bai Jing stood up, retrieved the bullet from the marble pillar, and examined it carefully.

"The bullet tip is just ordinary alloy, but the metal used for the casing is very strange. All the single atoms are exposing their protons outward, allowing all the atoms to couple tightly together, much like the HIV virus! This kind of metal should have excellent sound absorption, energy absorption, shock resistance, and repulsion field effects!" (I'm making this up, don't overthink it.)

The last time he felt a metal like this was the Adamantium he'd dug out of Bullseye's body.

But this was clearly a different metal.

"It doesn't make sense for a well-known metal to be encountered so easily. However, this metal wouldn't be difficult for high-level individuals to obtain, so could this be the legendary Vibranium?"

No wonder it could resist my gravity. But thankfully, Vibranium isn't completely immune to gravity; it just has high resistance.

However, I'm already researching how to acquire Wakanda's Vibranium mines.

Something like this definitely shouldn't be left to the enemy!

Leaving it for the Nig, who only know how to use spears to pierce animal hides, would be a complete waste!

Bai Jing looked at the man in white again. "I don't believe an assassin organization would possess such high-precision mechanical processing capabilities, nor be wealthy enough to turn Vibranium into bullets. And you were about to swallow poison just now, weren't you? Ordinary gangs wouldn't be able to raise such death warriors."

Of course, excluding China, Japan, and Korea; these countries never lack people willing to sacrifice their lives for a greater cause.

But Bai Jing didn't believe that white people, with their deeply ingrained concepts of freedom and democracy, possessed such a spirit.

Unless they were brainwashed from childhood.

The white man remained silent, his eyes subtly scanning his surroundings.

"Are you that so-called Brotherhood?" Bai Jing approached the white man, his gravity already delving into his mind.

He couldn't read minds, but lie detection wasn't difficult. When a person experiences intense emotional fluctuations, their brainwave patterns differ from normal.

For instance, after Bai Jing asked this question, the white man remained expressionless, but his brainwaves showed a violent fluctuation.

"This world cannot tolerate the existence of assassins. No politician or capitalist would allow someone to take their life at will!" Bai Jing said. "That's why even the infamous assassin Bullseye from the underworld has to rely on Kingpin to make a living. So, assassins like you, who are so well-equipped, well-trained, and brainwashed from a young age, must be supported by the government!"

Bai Jing felt the man's brainwaves jump from the bottom of a mountain to its peak.

Looks like I guessed right again.

Although this assassin had mastered his facial expressions, remaining impassive, he didn't know that there were powers in this world beyond ordinary comprehension.

"Where is your headquarters?" Bai Jing asked. "New York?"

Peak!

Bai Jing smiled. "Then let's continue. Is it Manhattan? Queens? The Bronx? Brooklyn?"

Peak!

Actually, there's also Staten Island, but it seems I don't need to ask.

"Alright, I'm done with my questions!" Bai Jing looked at the white man's eyes, filled with despair. He was indeed desperate, and rightfully so. Without saying a word, he had leaked all his organization's intelligence!

He raised the gun and aimed it at the white man's forehead.

Boom.

Damn, that recoil is strong!

"Sigh," Bai Jing put the gun into his personal backpack and sighed.

Living alone in America is indeed very difficult!

Bai Jing turned back to the library and asked some unsuspecting students, "Hey, the shooting outside, is it over?"

"It's over!" Bai Jing shouted. "The criminal who was shooting has been dealt with by a passing Kamen Rider!"

"Uh..." What's a Kamen Rider?

However, many people had already gone out to see.

Some also noticed that Bai Jing was the first person who was shot, but Bai Jing was Asian and looked young, appearing to be just a college student.

They naturally wouldn't assume Bai Jing had attracted the assassin; they would only think that Columbia University had also experienced a campus shooter.

It couldn't be helped; this was just how things were here, and they were all used to it.

"Are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor?" some enthusiastic alumni asked. "I'm from the medical school, I can help check your injuries while I'm at it!"

The second part was the real point, wasn't it!

"I'm fine, I'm fine, his aim was too bad, he didn't hit me!" Bai Jing didn't dare let them get close. The gun was still in his arms!

He moved away from the crowd and started looking for a book.

Speaking of which, this Columbia University library should be familiar to domestic audiences. The two protagonists in Detective Chinatown 2 were looking for a seal here.

The story was set up this way because the Columbia University library housed a large number of ancient Chinese cultural books, which made logical sense.

As for how Chinese books ended up here...

This just goes to show that the national grudges and hatred between China and America were multifaceted.

However, what Bai Jing was looking for wasn't that complicated; he just needed a map of Brooklyn.

Ten minutes later, Bai Jing left the library with the map. By the time he reached the entrance, police cars were swarming in, and they started setting up a cordon!

"Oh, right, maybe I don't need to go through all this trouble!" Bai Jing looked at the arriving police and suddenly thought of a possibility.

He stood among the crowd nearby and quietly began to use a skill he had just learned in the library.

Gravity Shift!

A black hole's gravity is immense, but some light doesn't shine directly at it. When this light passes by the black hole, it is deflected by the powerful gravity.

Light close to the black hole might even be attracted by the gravity and begin to orbit the black hole.

This is the ring of light around a black hole, scientifically known as an accretion disk.

This move is actually a basic application of gravity, adept at dealing with high-speed attacks.

If an object is flying at high speed and there isn't enough time to form gravity to block it directly, then one can use a little force to achieve a great effect by changing its trajectory.

He had mastered this skill, and even when facing bullets that gravity couldn't directly interfere with, he dared to play cat and mouse with the white-clad assassin King Qin, luring out another killer 2 kilometers away before capturing them all.

Now, he was using the same skill, but he was deflecting the light shining on him by 180 degrees, making it bypass him and shine in front of him.

Thus achieving the feat of optical camouflage!

Because Bai Jing's gravity range was only a radius of 0.9312, and he was tall, ah, no, his height was 180 cm, so to be invisible, he had to crouch down and pretend to be a mushroom.

But trouble could bring rewards. For example, after squatting for half an hour, he saw a man in a suit, identical in style to the assassin's but with different colors, flashing a badge in front of a police officer.

"We'll take this body."