Gunfight in the Building

In Qing Chen's plan, he should have secretly infiltrated the building with Li Changqing, then hidden in a place where the assassins couldn't find them, waiting for Li Changqing's reinforcements to arrive and wipe out all the assassins in one fell swoop.

The building was densely populated with many rooms, so even if the assassin wanted to find someone, it would take him some time. Therefore, he always felt that the plan was very reliable.

But now, he inexplicably led Li Changqing directly to the mastermind behind the plot.

Then Li Changqing suddenly launched a sneak attack, shattering the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him.

As the mastermind fell from the sky, he didn't forget to take the woman down with him, and even used the communication channel to tell the other assassins that there was still someone in the house.

This enemy is ruthless. The enemy knew they were doomed the moment they were airborne, so they stopped wasting time struggling and instead chose to make Li Changqing and his men pay the price.

Qing Chen felt like he had stirred up a hornet's nest; dozens of assassins from the entire building were swarming towards him like killer bees...

Will Li Changqing come back to save him?

Maybe, maybe not, but Qing Chen never gambles on others.

Your life is your own, so fight for it yourself.

Instead of rushing out, he first squatted down and tightened his shoelaces before dropping the sniper rifle and drawing the pistol from his waist.

Sniper rifles are certainly good, but Qing Chen, though greedy for money, is not attached to it. He certainly cannot carry such a heavy load to fight in narrow terrain at this time.

In a narrow stairwell, a pistol is definitely the best option.

If Li Changqing were present, he might have noticed that Qing Chen's demeanor had completely changed, becoming like a cold, unresponsive machine.

The boy stood at the door, holding his breath, waiting for something.

The next moment, he actually raised his hand and pulled the trigger on the door.

The bullet pierced through the door with a roar, seemingly predicting the future, and struck the two assassins outside the door in the chest.

Qing Chen calmly turned the doorknob and walked out, gently taking the pistol from the corpse's hand.

But then he flicked his wrist, and the transparent strings of the Puppet Master pierced the heart of one of the assassins. As if by sacrifice, the assassin's body, clothes, and even the bloodstains splattered on the wall were wiped away as if they had been forcibly erased, turning into ashes in the air without leaving a trace.

That is some kind of world rule descending, using flesh and blood to meet the containment conditions.

In the past, Qing Chen had deliberately 'shielded' himself from the evil containment conditions of the Puppet Master, and never intentionally created opportunities for killing.

However, he would never let go of something that came to him.

To be on the safe side, Qing Chen only offered one of the two corpses as a sacrifice, so as not to be too obvious and attract attention.

Footsteps came from the end of the long corridor. He walked towards the sound while silently calculating the steps. The moment the other person peeked out, Qing Chen had already raised his right arm and pulled the trigger, firing three shots in quick succession.

The assassin fired three shots—one each hitting the gun's arm, the other's forehead, and the other's chest—without missing.

Everything was calculated so precisely, it was as if the assassin was delivering the head to him at the perfect moment.

Qing Chen entered the safety passage, but instead of rushing down, he went uphill.

No one had taught him how to handle a gunfight inside the building, but he knew one thing for sure: here, he had to overcome his animalistic instincts.

At this moment, all the assassins believed that this building was their home turf, so Qing Chen's best course of action was to flee downwards and reunite with Li Changqing and the others.

But he deliberately didn't do that.

Return countdown: 97:00:00.

11 p. m.

This building is like another magnificent Octagon Cage, where everyone can pick up weapons and fight, but this time Qing Chen will face quite a few ferocious beasts.

Qing Chen removed the magazine from the assassin's weapon, and only after confirming that it was fully loaded did he reinsert it into the chamber.

He used a strange force with his feet to walk silently down the stairwell.

In the dimly lit emergency exit, only the emergency lights were on, and the boy's eyes were shrouded in darkness.

Two assassins who were rushing downstairs at full speed never expected that Qing Chen would do the opposite and appear here.

Qing Chen raised his hand and pulled the trigger twice. Before the two assassins could even raise their guns, they each had a bloody hole between their eyebrows.

But he didn't relax; instead, he quickly retreated.

The next moment, the spot where he was standing was riddled with more than a dozen craters from a series of bullets.

Right behind the two assassins, another person was firing a shot through the gaps in the metal handrail of the stairs.

Qing Chen didn't even look before repeatedly pulling the trigger in the assassin's blind spot. However, the assassin remained hidden in the shadows, and not a single bullet hit him.

With a click, the gun in the boy's hand jammed. With a cold look in his eyes, he pressed the trigger with one hand, ejecting the magazine in preparation for replacing it with a new one.

Upon hearing the sound of the magazine being ejected from the gun, the enemy on the stairs jumped down from the middle of the stairs.

However, the moment he jumped down, he discovered that the boy had already been pulling the trigger repeatedly in the dim light.

Gunfire erupted, like fireworks suddenly appearing in the darkness.

The assassin's body went numb instantly. He lost his balance and fell down the stairs like a tattered sack.

Before he died, he saw Qing Chen holding an empty pistol in his left hand and a gun he had just taken from the assassin in his right.

Compared to reloading, switching weapons directly is obviously faster.

Qing Chen deliberately made the sound of changing magazines, letting the empty magazine fall to the ground, hoping that the assassin on the stairs would crawl out on his own.

There's a very vicious technique in the Octagon Cage: when you don't have enough strength to hit your opponent, bait them into hitting you. Your opponent's forward-leaning head meeting your punch will generate double the power.

If you can't quickly eliminate the enemy, then learn how to make them rush towards you and run into your gun.

Qing Chen calmly unfurled the Puppet Master; the transparent strings resembled a small snake, greedily sucking up life.

He watched as the silk threads turned red, then turned to ashes along with the corpse, before returning to their transparent state.

In just two battles, three people were sacrificed, and the transparent forked section grew by thirty-three centimeters.

If there are a few more battles like this, the Puppet Master will probably be able to control a second person very quickly. And that's only if Qing Chen Chenxin has control over it. If this thing falls into the hands of someone with malicious intent, it might secretly slaughter civilians to meet the containment conditions.

"It really is an evil Forbidden Item," Qing Chen sighed.

By this time, the assassins in the building already knew that the boy who had just beheaded them had not come downstairs, but was instead heading upstairs to kill them.

In an instant, the assassins surged upstairs.

The boy stood quietly in the stairwell, listening to the footsteps coming from below. This time, instead of continuing upstairs, he turned back and went downstairs.

In just a few steps up the stairs, Qing Chen's face had transformed into that of an assassin who had turned to ashes.

Right now.

Along the long street, at the intersection blocked by two trucks, a dense swarm of the Federation Group Army soldiers suddenly appeared. Fully armed, they steadily advanced their positions and quickly cleared the ground battlefield.

The assassins who had surrounded Li Changqing's convoy were now the ones being surrounded in the blink of an eye.

The moment the two sides made contact, the assassins, who had no cover, were wiped out by the entire Group Army, falling in droves.

Seeing this, Old Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Blood was gushing from his already crippled right leg, but even so, Old Liu remained loyal, limping towards where Li Changqing had fallen. "Boss, are you alright, boss? Wasn't Qing Chen protecting you? Where is he?"

Upon hearing this, Li Changqing abruptly looked into the building. "Damn it, his location has been exposed!"

The building was not soundproof, so even after the gunfire on the ground gradually subsided, people could still faintly hear gunfire coming from inside the building. It wasn't frequent, but it was remarkably rhythmic.

The Old Liu realized that Qing Chen had already engaged in combat!

Suddenly, Li Changqing picked up a scattered automatic rifle from the ground, turned around, and walked into the building.

Old Liu was terrified when he saw this. "Boss, the streets are safe now! Don't go back in and risk your life! If anything happens to you, Uncle Li and Second Uncle Li will definitely send me to the wilderness to pick corn!"

"No," Li Changqing said, glancing at Old Liu's injured right leg. "You wait here for treatment. I can go by myself. Qing Chen's location in the building has been exposed, and I can't abandon him. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

As he spoke, Li Changqing had already slipped into the building.

Old Liu tried to follow them in, but the wound on his leg was torn open, and he almost fell. He roared at Wang Bingxu, who was hiding behind an SUV, "You son of a bitch, stop hiding! Hurry up and go in and see what's going on. If anything happens to the boss, I'll skin your lover alive when I get back!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Bingxu immediately crawled out from behind the SUV. As he followed Li Changqing, he muttered, "I'm not afraid of battle, what are you yelling about! Do you think you, Old Liu, are more loyal than everyone else?!"

Li Changqing and Wang Bingxu planned to go straight to the 12th floor to find Qing Chen's whereabouts.

When they arrived at the door of the house where the mastermind had been, they were shocked to find that the door was open and a corpse was lying outside. This was the first battlefield.

Wang Bingxu glanced at the scene briefly and immediately analyzed, "The people inside fired without opening the door; that was very decisive."

Without saying a word, Li Changqing headed towards the safety passage. After searching two floors above, he discovered the second battlefield.

A corpse lies crookedly here, and the walls of the corridor are riddled with bullet holes.

Wang Bingxu found it strange. "This assassin was clearly shot in the head, so how come there are so many shell casings scattered around, and so many bullet holes on the wall? And what's even stranger is that your man... should have entered the stairwell of the emergency exit after he stormed out of the house, but instead of going down to meet you, he went up..."

Li Changqing pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and then said coldly, "Keep searching upwards!"

Just then, she and Wang Bingxu clearly heard gunshots coming from downstairs.

Both of them were puzzled at the same time. What exactly was Qing Chen's route? They came to the building to rescue people, but they couldn't even find a trace of him!

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