Richard instantly raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers firmly gripping the sniper bullet.
He stared blankly in the direction from which the bullets had come, two crimson flames of Mana suddenly igniting in his eyes.
"What... fuck!"
On the rooftop of a building 1500 meters away, the assassin witnessed this unbelievable scene through his sniper scope. His expression changed drastically, and he immediately dropped his sniper rifle, got up, and ran away as fast as he could.
"Trying to escape!" Richard sneered, raising his hand to open a Portal.
The next second, the escaped assassin tumbled out of the Portal.
Richard casually fired the sniper bullet at the assassin.
'Bang!' The bullet grazed the assassin's head and embedded itself in the ground.
The assassin lay prone on the ground, staring at the bullet hole so close to his face. His pupils suddenly contracted, and he hurriedly spread his arms.
"Don't attack! I surrender!"
Richard kicked him over so he was facing forward, and asked with a dark face, "Why did you shoot?"
To everyone's surprise, the assassin suddenly showed a wronged expression.
"Sir, who are you? Why are you here all of a sudden?!"
"Who am I?" Richard sneered, his Mana eyes coldly fixed on the scruffy, middle-aged assassin. "You don't know who I am, yet you still shoot at me?"
"I'm sorry..." the assassin said helplessly, spreading his hands. "But sir... the person I need to shoot is in that office building behind you..."
"I scouted the firing paths beforehand and sealed off all the rooftops the bullets would pass through!"
"But I don't understand how you suddenly appeared in my trajectory..."
Richard:...
He awkwardly touched his nose. "Uh..."
Yes, right?!
It takes a few seconds for a sniper bullet to travel to its destination...
I just stepped out of the Cross-realm Portal and a bullet hit my face...
Unless this person has extraordinary precognitive abilities, able to accurately predict the exact minute and second I will arrive in this world!
Otherwise, it can only be explained by coincidence...
Richard coughed lightly and decisively changed the subject. "Um, what's your name?"
Upon seeing this, the middle-aged assassin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, " Carlos, Carlos Gibson."
"Are you an assassin?" Richard asked with interest.
"It used to be..." Carlos Gibson's expression turned somewhat somber. He pushed himself up from the ground with his hands.
At that moment, Richard suddenly turned around and looked at the upscale office building behind him, a strange expression on his face. "Who is your mission target?"
" Richard Bradson," Carlos replied.
really...
Richard's face darkened. He had just sensed Alter Ego location in this Parallel World, inside that upscale office building.
Then a sudden thought struck me: could Alter Ego just happen to be the assassin's target...?
The answer is now clear...
Richard pressed further, "Do you have a grudge against him, or have you taken a job from him to assassinate someone?"
Upon hearing this, Carlos dared not conceal anything, for who knew if this mysterious man with burning flames in his eyes possessed mind-reading abilities or something?
" Richard Bledsoe is ostensibly the owner of an accounting firm, but behind the scenes he's a broker who works for the underworld!"
"I discovered that he's been working for my former assassin organization all these years..."
Okay...
Richard was heartbroken. He felt a bit resentful; it seemed like all his Parallel World selves were quite eccentric...
Or they die a horrible death, like Richard, the Interpol who died twice, or Richard, the soldier from the last world who turned into Withered Wood Corpse...
Or they might simply be wicked cowards, like Patrolman Richard in the biohazard world, or the assassin broker in this world...
"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's just forget about it," Richard asked. "By the way, do you need any help?"
Carlos was taken aback. He wasn't sure if Richard's words were a test, so he cautiously asked, "How about you take me back to the sniping spot?"
"Sure!" Richard nodded in agreement and waved his hand, opening a Portal at his feet.
Carlos was still stunned by Richard's decisiveness when he suddenly felt his footing give way to the ground, and a look of panic appeared on his face.
"Oh my god!" he shouted as he disappeared into the Portal.
Richard smirked and muttered smugly, "You old bastard, you've got to 'open the door and deliver a big gift' to me!"
After giving Chris a small 'revenge', Richard sensed his Alter Ego' positions in this world, raised his hand to draw a circle, and his body suddenly disappeared.
On the other side, Carlos tumbled out of the Portal, rolled forward awkwardly, and stood up.
"Was that person doing it on purpose?!" he speculated, then shook his head with a wry smile, "Oh well, I'm God to be alive!"
Carlos walked to the sniper rifle, lay prone again, and peered through the scope at the accounting firm's office on the 23rd floor of the upscale office building...
"Huh?!" Staring at the empty office, his eyes widened in surprise. "Where's Richard Bradson? Did he go out?"
Carlos hesitated for a moment, then decided to lie in wait for the target to return.
On the rooftop of a high-end office building, Richard stood with his arms crossed, looking at Alter Ego was slumped on the ground.
Alter Ego gasped for breath, his face filled with terror. "Oh my Richard! I'm not dead? I'm still alive?!"
Richard calmly replied, " Richard Bradson..."
"Who is it?" Alter Ego shuddered in Richard and quickly looked up.
Upon seeing Richard wearing a hood, he quickly looked around.
After confirming that Richard was alone and unarmed, he immediately pulled out a pistol from his back waist, pointed it at Richard, and his expression turned extremely sinister. "Kid, you're the one who brought me here?!"
"Sigh..." Richard shook his head in disappointment. The assassin named Carlos hadn't lied...
He swayed and came to Alter Ego's Richard, reached out and pressed his hand on Richard's head, and closed his eyes.
The next second, a powerful Spirituality swept out, devouring all the Spirituality within Alter Ego!
"Uh!" Alter Ego was jolted, his gun hand fell limply to his side, his astonished expression froze on his face, Richard his eyes quickly turned gray.
Ignoring the desperate screams emanating from the Spirituality, crimson Mana transformed into a vortex, relentlessly cleansing the remaining will within that Spirituality...
After standing still for about a minute, Richard opened his eyes, and Mana flames erupted forth, burning even more fiercely and intensely than before!
" Mana... has been upgraded!!!"
He felt the boiling Mana within him...
"Boom!"
Crimson Mana emanated from his body, a terrifying pressure permeated the air, and crimson flames burned fiercely around him.
"My current Mana power should be on par with Odin, the King of Gods..."
Richard slowly withdrew his released Mana, glanced down at Richard Bradson's corpse, and threw a fireball.
'Boom~'
The fireball exploded, and the scorching flames engulfed his body...
Quietly waiting for the flames to die down, Richard waved his hand, summoning a whirlwind that swept up the ashes from the ground and sent them soaring into the sky...
"The important business is done, time to harvest some of this world's Black Technology..."
Richard tapped his Comm Watch: " White Queen, get up and get to work! The sun's already high in the sky, still sleeping?"
The Comm Watch suddenly emitted a holographic projection...