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"Found you!"

Houston grinned, gripping the M4A1 tightly in his hand, and strode forward.

This scene was witnessed by those around, but it did not cause panic, because General Houston often roamed the streets with a gun, spending most of his time chasing criminals.

But this time he seems to have chosen the wrong target; Houston is unclear about what kind of existence he is about to face.

Inside a bakery, Shiyu swiped 500000 Haff coins from her card to buy a monthly bread card, allowing her to claim a bag of bread every day.

"The prices are outrageous!" Shi Yu complained candidly, without any attempt to hide it from the boss.

However, the other party did not seem to have any intention of refuting, and still had a professional smile on their face. It seems that not many people would buy a monthly card for 50 yuan. This time, they have managed to rip someone off.

Shigure walked out carrying a bag of premium white bread, with a conspicuous Ash-12 slung over his back, though no one else could see the gun.

Because Shigure had already used his Impressionist painting abilities to conceal it beforehand, to others, there was nothing on his back.

However, as soon as Shigure stepped out of the bakery, a faint sense of crisis suddenly welled up in her heart, as if it were just an illusion.

"Huh?" Shi Yu let out a soft exclamation, his eyes narrowing slightly. With his special-grade neural perception, he couldn't possibly be mistaken.

Every sense of crisis has its traces, and the source of this feeling seems to be... on the right!

The next moment, Shigure swung his arm and threw the white bread into the air. He then turned around and drew his Ash-12 from his back, firing a shot diagonally to the left!

Bang!

Ding--!

The bullet left the barrel instantly and collided with an oncoming 5.56mm level 5 bullet!

Seeing this, Shi Yu sneered, slightly raised her left hand to catch the falling bread bag, and kept her eyes focused on the street corner on the left.

There were hardly any people around, so this scene wasn't seen by many.

A moment later, a figure emerged from the street corner. It was Houston, wearing a gray officer's overcoat. He stared at Shigure with a look of surprise and wariness in his eyes.

"Very strong..." Houston muttered to himself. The move his opponent had just made was something he had never seen before, but in Shigure's hands it seemed like a casual move, without any hesitation or slack.

"Looks like we can't beat them from a distance!" Houston snorted, casually tossing the M4A1 to his side. The next instant, he charged out, his body slightly bent, his steps sliding in an S-shaped path as he sped towards Shigure.

"So instead of running away, you're walking towards me? Interesting." Shigure laughed out loud, but he had no intention of engaging in hand-to-hand combat, even though he knew the other party would definitely lose.

So in Houston's eyes, Shigure, who was more than 20 meters away from him, raised his gun and fired two shots directly at his knees!

However, to Shi Yu's surprise, Houston's reaction speed was astonishing; he actually dodged it with a sideways movement!

The distance between the two shrank to within three meters in an instant, almost within reach.

The next moment, Shigure swept his gun horizontally, the icy blue barrel aimed at Houston's head!

Waaah—!

The air exploded with a loud bang; the powerful blow tore through the air and crashed down like a cannonball!

Houston ducked to avoid the attack, then delivered a knee strike to Shigure's abdomen!

However, Houston seemed to have underestimated Shigure's physical strength. In a flash, the figure that was standing in front of him suddenly disappeared!

"Huh!?" After missing his knee strike, Houston almost didn't hesitate and instantly spun his leg and swept it backward!

call--!

"How is this possible?!" When he kicked out, he didn't hit anything, which was different from the principle of refreshing the back he had imagined.

He immediately adjusted his posture, bent down, and quickly circled his surroundings, alert to everything around him.

The crowd had already been dispersed by the patrol team and was far away from the area. Houston was on high alert, but the attack was delayed.

A full minute passed, and Shigure seemed to have vanished into thin air, never to reappear.

"Did they run away?"

Houston slowly lowered his guard, but his eyes kept scanning his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

However, just as his gaze swept across the entrance of the bakery, he saw a classic-style gramophone.

This phonograph is the very same custom-made president's phonograph that Shi Yu started with, which he had already instructed Song Lanfeng to bring over.

However, Houston didn't seem to recognize the gramophone, but it always felt strongly out of place in this modern bakery.

"Where are you looking?"

Just as Houston's attention was mostly drawn to the phonograph, a voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

Houston's hair stood on end instantly, and he swung his hand in a wide arc backward to smash it down!

Boom!

However, an even greater force abruptly stopped his move. Shi Yu slightly raised his hand and grasped the other's forearm.

Immediately following was a straight punch, which landed with a loud thud, splitting his chest open and nearly causing his ribs to protrude from his back!

"Pfft!" Houston's eyes widened in disbelief as he clutched his chest, his eyes bloodshot, and he collapsed to the ground.

Then Shigure immediately activated the nitro mode of the Ash-12, and a level 5 bullet, imbued with frost, pierced through Houston's head, splitting his skull open.

The frost then quickly invaded Houston's body, running rampant within him. His outer skin began to freeze and frost over, and before long he had become an ice sculpture radiating cold.

At the same moment, Shiyu's figure began to change. He grew one centimeter taller, and his clothes blurred and transformed into an officer's overcoat.

The ordinary face of the technician was instantly replaced by the war-scarred face of Houston.

Shi Yu glanced at the figure at her feet, which was already covered by frost. After confirming that it was almost impossible to identify her from the outside, she felt relieved.

Immediately following, a belated system notification sounded in Shiyu's mind.

[Defeat the special unit "Karl Houston" to gain 1500 kill points]

Houston's strength is roughly at the half-step special forces level, so giving him 1500 kill points is already quite high.

Shi Yu bent down and carried it on her shoulder, then quickly walked towards the incinerator.