Whoosh!
The lit cigarette streaked through the air, a flash of light already shooting toward Qin Ran's face.
Qin Ran twisted aside, dodging the cigarette as [Python-W2] appeared in his hand.
Bang!
A muzzle flash flared, sending a bullet straight at the demon hunter rushing in behind it.
Elusive as smoke, the demon hunter easily dodged the bullet, but the shots that followed pursued him like his own shadow.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Every bullet tracked the demon hunter's body precisely. Though he ultimately dodged them all, they still caught him by surprise.
With his special technique, very few people could keep up with his movements.
Bang!
Another gunshot rang out, and the demon hunter dodged again.
But his moment of surprise had slowed his movement slightly.
Though he suffered no actual injury, a tear opened in the shoulder of his trench coat.
"A sharpshooter?!"
Dico cried out in surprise.
As far as he remembered, Qin Ran had always fought with flames. He had never imagined that Qin Ran possessed marksmanship like this as well.
His expression shifted repeatedly, especially when he saw a bullet graze the demon hunter's trench coat and tear its surface.
Others might not know, but as a Hunter, he knew perfectly well that the demon hunter's trench coat was specially made. Ordinary attacks had no hope of penetrating its defenses.
"Special bullets?!"
Dico speculated.
The demon hunter thought the same.
"Impressive marksmanship!"
"Looks like I'll have to get a little serious!"
As the demon hunter spoke, he vanished from where he stood.
The next instant, he appeared behind Qin Ran.
Whoosh!
His raised hand came chopping toward the back of Qin Ran's neck.
Before the knife-hand strike reached him, the vicious rush of air had already whipped Qin Ran's hair and trench coat into disarray.
Qin