The Agile Fatso

"You're all talk!"

The moment Milluki finished speaking, Bai Zhu's forehead suddenly tingled.

There was no gunshot.

No whistling through the air.

Even the fog had not stirred.

Bai Zhu had no time to retreat. He raised his hand, forming a palm-sized transparent barrier before his brow.

"One-Inch Dankū!"

Smack!

The bullet struck Dankū. The explosive impact sent his bangs flying wildly, and the transparent wall shattered into fine points of light.

Bai Zhu staggered back half a step. The moment his back left the stone wall, another bullet sliced diagonally in from the right.

The direction had changed.

It was absurdly fast.

Bai Zhu twisted his shoulder, and the bullet grazed past his ear before burying itself in the stone pillar behind him.

The pillar did not explode.

Instead, cracks rapidly spread around the bullet hole, as if its interior had been hollowed out. Moreover, the trajectory of the second bullet had come from an entirely new location.

Bai Zhu's expression darkened.

"Did this sniper grow a blink button or something?"

Milluki lay behind a broken pillar, his terminal pressed against the ground as his fingers flew too fast to see.

"He really is blinking."

"No shit, I can see that too. Can you say something useful?"

Milluki slid the terminal aside. Three trajectories crossed on the screen before he forcibly dragged out several points.

"Every change in position is no more than one kilometer apart. There's residual Nen before each relocation. Emitter Type. He can move teammates over short distances."

Bai Zhu stared into the fog and cursed under his breath.

"A sniper with blink abilities. The Specialist Association sure knows how to build a team."

Ging's voice suddenly rang out from the mist.

"It's not a team. It's a prepared combat strategy."

Bai Zhu had just been