The heavy rain that night blocked ordinary people's sight and hearing, but it had no effect on Qin Ran at all.
His SS+ Perception not only made him extremely sensitive to gazes filled with malice and killing intent, but also let him see exactly where the gunman was.
But before Qin Ran could give chase, a faint sense of danger emanated from Helles, whom he was carrying.
Instinct honed through countless battles made Qin Ran throw Helles away without hesitation.
Helles's body began to swell uncontrollably as he flew through the air.
Then-
Boom!
His body exploded just like that.
A wave of green flames surged in every direction.
Qin Ran pulled back.
Bang!
The distant muzzle flashed again, sending a bullet hurtling toward him.
Qin Ran abruptly accelerated as he retreated, easily dodging both the shot and the green flames rushing at him.
Without even looking at the ground and walls corroded by the green flames, Qin Ran slipped into the shadows and rushed toward the rooftop where the gunman had been.
But when Qin Ran arrived, all that remained on the rooftop was an elongated, pitch-black cavalry flintlock rifle and a corpse that had committed suicide by poison.
With a sneer, Qin Ran picked up the obviously unusual flintlock rifle.
Then he swiftly withdrew.
Just two or three seconds later-
Boom!
A massive explosion blasted the building where Qin Ran had just stood into the sky.
Dazzling flames spat out scorching tongues of fire.
Their glow illuminated Qin Ran's thoughtful face.
Compared with Helles, the so-called leader of the Blood Hand Society's assassins, the mastermind behind this setup seemed much more like a true assassin.
From the planted gunman's first shot to the trap laid with this obviously unusual flintlock rifle, every step had led into the next.