Super Mechanic: God of Superpowers!!

Hela walked to the back door of the truck, stretched out her finger, and gently touched the metal door.

Grayish-white mist seeped from the fingertips, drilling into the keyhole like a living thing.

With a "click," the metal door was quickly opened.

Inside were neatly arranged low-temperature storage boxes, with hazardous organism signs affixed to the boxes.

Hela went inside, found the box marked "S-07", and took it out.

Just then, the short woman rushed over and said coldly:

"Leave a sample."

"otherwise……"

Upon hearing this, Hela merely glanced at the other person indifferently.

With just one glance, the short woman's voice suddenly caught in her throat.

She saw countless shadows struggling, screaming, and reaching out their hands deep within Hela's right pupil, trying to crawl out.

Those were the memories of all the dead she had killed.

Of course, this is not just a so-called "memory," but a special kind of mental attack.

Under Hela's terrifying mental attack, the woman's superpowers collapsed instantly, and the earthen wall crumbled.

She knelt on the ground, covered her ears and screamed, as if countless voices were roaring in her head.

He eventually died with blood flowing from all seven orifices, his face contorted in agony.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Nangang, the third largest city in Xinglong, is the central business district.

The glass-walled buildings stand like a forest, reflecting the last rays of the setting sun.

The streets were bustling with traffic, and the aroma of espresso wafted from the cafes along the street.

Everything seemed so normal.

Besides the abandoned water tower, which is thirteen kilometers away.

The top of the water tower, the ventilation opening.

Han Xiao lay on the ground, his body almost blending into the shadows.

In front of him was a specially modified anti-material sniper rifle—"Night Owl".

Ballistic correction: 0.17 mils to the right, 3.84 mils downwards.

Han Xiao's breathing was very steady, and his finger rested on the trigger guard, motionless.

He possesses the qualities expected of a professional sniper.

Han Xiao certainly wasn't just bored and came here to do cosplay.

He was carrying out a commission he had received from a hitman alliance.

The goal, of course, is to accumulate points, thereby becoming a Ghost-level assassin in the Assassin Alliance and ultimately gaining a bit of Legendary status.

The target was none other than the Southern District Executive Officer of the Germination Organization, codenamed "Raven."

Real name unknown, age unknown, appearance unknown...

The other party is ostensibly the chairman of a listed company, but he is extremely well-hidden and almost no one knows him.

But this obviously does not include him.

At 11 PM tonight, the executive codenamed Raven will appear at the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the "Skyline Tower" across the street to conduct a transaction with an arms dealer.

Han Xiao's goal was simple.

The moment Raven stepped out of the car, a 12.7mm armor-piercing round was driven into his forehead.

Time passed slowly, and the goal was finally reached.

A black luxury sedan slowly drove into the parking lot below the Sky Tower.

Han Xiao's pupils contracted slightly.

Distance: 13051 meters

Wind speed change: Southeasterly wind, 3.1 m/s

Ballistic correction update: 0.18 mils to the right

He gently adjusted the scope's knob, and the crosshairs steadily locked onto the parking lot exit.

Heart rate: 52 beats per minute.

Breathing: 7 times per minute.

The entire world shrinks into a circular field of vision, with an elevator door about to open in the center of that vision.

10:59:30.

The elevator doors opened.

First, four bodyguards in black suits came out and warily scanned the surroundings.

Then, a man in a dark gray suit came out.

This person was none other than Raven.

He looked to be around forty years old, with a neatly combed back and gold-rimmed glasses, resembling an ordinary business elite.

Only Han Xiao knew that this man had at least three hundred lives on his hands.

This includes dozens of Star Dragon agents and more than a dozen superhumans from six countries.

Distance: 13053 meters

Wind speed: Southeast wind, 3.0 m/s

Ballistic correction: 0.19 mils to the right, 3.83 mils downwards.

Han Xiao's finger landed on the trigger.

Press down gently on the first joint.

At that moment, Raven was talking to his bodyguard.

"...Are you sure it's safe upstairs?"

"It's been checked, sir. The restaurant has been cleared, the elevators are locked, and our people are in the stairwell."

"very good."

The raven nodded in satisfaction, then looked up at the setting sun.

This was the last thing he did in his life.

Just as he was about to enter the building, Han Xiao had already pulled the trigger.

"puff."

A slight, almost inaudible thud.

There wasn't even a flash of light from the muzzle; all the gas expansion was absorbed by the silencer and muzzle brake.

The gun recoiled slightly, but Han Xiao's shoulder caught it firmly.

The bullet left the chamber and flew rapidly toward the target.

It's very powerful.

The 12.7mm special armor-piercing round has a black matte coating on its warhead, leaving an almost invisible trail in the air.

It traverses thirteen kilometers of urban space, through the reflections of glass curtain walls, and through the cool evening air.

Flight time: Approximately 4.7 seconds.

In those 4.7 seconds, the raven uttered three more words: "Let's go..."

Before the word "building" could even be uttered, a bullet from Han Xiao arrived.

It first pierced the shoulder of Raven's left bodyguard; it wasn't that Han Xiao misshot, but that he did it on purpose.

When a bullet passes through flesh and bone, its kinetic energy decreases slightly, but its trajectory remains almost unchanged.

Then, it burrowed into the raven's left temple.

No sound.

Only a tiny blood flower bloomed in the setting sun.

The raven froze instantly, its gold-rimmed glasses slipping off and shattering on the ground.

His eyes were open, still holding the last vestiges of bewilderment and resentment.

But his body quickly collapsed.

The raven's bodyguards were momentarily stunned, then reacted and shouted:

"Enemy attack—!!!"

"Sniper! Take cover!"

"Sir! Sir!"

But it was too late.

Almost the instant the bullet was fired, Han Xiao had already put away his gun.

His movements were incredibly fluid, as if he had practiced them hundreds of times.

The firearm was disassembled, the parts were packed into a special backpack, and all traces were erased.

Finally, he got up and crawled out of the water tower through the ventilation opening.

The entire process took less than forty seconds.

There was no way around it; Han Xiao was always very fast.

11:03.

Han Xiao was already walking in a small alley three kilometers away.

He changed into a regular hoodie and jeans, and his backpack looked like a regular travel backpack.

He looked like he was on vacation.

A sound came through the headphones.

"Confirm the victory."

"Raven is confirmed dead," Han Xiao said in a low voice. "The bodyguard on the left is seriously injured."

"Well done, Black Ghost. The evacuation route is safe. We'll be waiting for you at rendezvous point number three."

"clear."

Han Xiao pulled up his hood and joined the flow of people leaving get off work.

Behind him, the piercing sound of police sirens came from the direction of the Sky Tower.

But this is clearly no longer his concern.