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"Trying to fish in troubled waters? You've come to the wrong place!"

Lin Feng chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on the assassins who were stealthily approaching the villa.

About five minutes later, after confirming that all the assassin squads in his line of sight had left the woods, a cold look appeared on Lin Feng's face. He then picked up the semi-automatic sniper rifle and aimed it at the second-floor balcony of the nearby villa.

That place was the best spot to observe the villa where he and Meng Qingyao were. Lin Feng had been watching the person keeping watch there for a long time!

Then, the instant the other party peeked out, Lin Feng did not hesitate at all and decisively pulled the trigger.

call out!

With the suppressor activated, accompanied by a faint flash of light from the muzzle, the bullet left the barrel with only a soft, rapid click.

Although there is a silencer, the sharp, piercing sound of the bullet tearing through the air cannot be eliminated.

So, after a brief whistling sound of bullets tearing through the air, near the villa's balcony, the figure staggered backward and then fell to the ground, motionless.

Lin Feng had his reasons for choosing to fire at this moment. He knew very well that even with a silencer, it was impossible to be completely silent.

Many of these assassins are outlaws, and many have even experienced the baptism of war in foreign military groups.

It's impossible to completely hide the gunshots from them.

Therefore, once these people discover that they have guns, they only have two choices. The first choice is to rush over and kill them. Of course, if these people really do that, it will be exactly what Lin Feng wants. He can kill these assassins one by one without worrying about missing any.

The second option is to turn around and run away, which is also the most likely thing to happen. Once these people realize that they have guns, they will turn around and run back to the woods behind the villa. Then the woods will become the best shield for these people to avoid bullets.

This is exactly what Lin Feng least wants to see.

Therefore, Lin Feng chose to fire when these people reached the open area between the forest and the villa. Even if they discovered he had a gun and turned to run away, this distance would still give Lin Feng enough time to shoot and kill them.

With three fully loaded magazines, each containing twenty bullets, Lin Feng could fire them all within a minute, hitting every single one.

The second round of shooting might take a little longer, including the time to reload, but if these people want to turn back into the woods to effectively avoid the shooting, they will be faster than when they came by running at full speed, but it will still take at least three minutes, which is more than enough time for Lin Feng.

This open lawn area between the mountains and the villas is the burial place that Lin Feng prepared for these people.

At the same time, Blood Wolf, Broken Knife, and Old Yan, who were quietly sneaking towards Villa No. 9, were startled the moment the bullets tore through the air with a sharp whistling sound. Blood Wolf and Old Yan looked around blankly.

Duan Dao's expression changed drastically in an instant. A chilling sensation rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

"A gun! Holy crap, this guy has a gun!"

The man with the broken sword roared in terror, his voice trembling with fear.

As the sound of a broken knife rang out, Blood Wolf and Old Yan, who were standing nearby, suddenly realized what was happening, their expressions hesitant: "Impossible, this is China, how could this guy possibly have a gun?"

Compared to Duan Dao, Xue Lang and Lao Yan, who have spent most of their time in China, naturally do not have Duan Dao's extreme sensitivity to gunshots.

"How the hell was I supposed to know this guy had a gun? Damn, an M110A1 semi-automatic sniper rifle with a silencer, no doubt about it. I've been abroad for so many years, I can tell the difference even with my eyes closed."

Broken Blade was nearly driven mad.

Just as Blood Wolf and Old Yan were still doubting it, another bullet whistled through the night sky.

"On the roof! That guy's on the roof!"

The fleeting, faint light did not escape Duan Dao's eyes. He lowered his voice and roared.

"Broken Knife! This guy has a gun! The situation has changed, we need to get out of here!"

Blood Wolf panicked and stammered, "I never imagined that the other side would have prepared guns and ambushed us beforehand."

Old Yan, who was standing to the side, was terrified. How could they be assassinating someone?

The moment they learned that Lin Feng had a gun on the rooftop, the situation between the hunter and the prey was completely reversed.

In a panic, Lao Yan turned around and ran back.

Seeing this, Duan Dao immediately stepped forward, grabbed Lao Yan by the collar, and kicked him to the ground.

"Run, you son of a bitch, run!"

The broken sword roared.

"Broken Blade, if you're looking to die, don't drag me down with you! The other side has guns, what's the point of even taking action?"

Old Yan got anxious and cursed angrily at the broken knife.

"If you want to die, then run back!"

Broken Blade's face was ashen. He had no time for idle talk at this moment. Suppressing his anger, he said, "It would only take a few minutes to run back into the woods. This open area offers no cover. Turning back into the woods would mean completely exposing your back to them. That's just asking for death!"

One sentence was enough to wake Lao Yan and Xue Lang up, and cold sweat instantly broke out on their backs.

"Then... what do we do now? We'll do whatever you say..."

Blood Wolf's throat tightened as he spoke to Broken Blade.

"Charge! This guy prepared his gun beforehand, and deliberately fired at this moment to lure out and kill all the assassins hiding in the shadows tonight. So, I bet he'll prioritize shooting those fleeing into the woods behind him. If we keep charging towards the villa, we're less likely to get shot!"

Duan Dao made a decisive choice.

Just as the group was talking, several more sharp whooshing sounds rang out.

"Look, we're closest to the villa now, and none of these bullets have hit us, which proves my guess was right!"

Duan Dao seized the opportunity to explain.

"Alright, Broken Blade, we'll listen to you."

Old Yan and Blood Wolf also realized what was happening at this moment, and their gazes towards Broken Blade changed, now filled with admiration.

"I'm going upstairs to kill this kid. You two go find that woman. If you can't find her, just guard the gate. That woman shouldn't be much of a fighter. Just make sure she doesn't get away. I'll come down to find you after I've dealt with this guy. Let's go!"

In an instant, the three of them assigned tasks to each other, and then they stopped hiding and made their way toward the villa.

However, most of the other assassins who were just trying to take advantage of the chaos had not experienced the baptism of war abroad, and their professional skills were naturally no match for Duan Dao's.

"A gun! This guy has a gun!"

"Run!"

The moment they realized there were guns, the vast majority of people were gripped by fear. In their panic, they instinctively fled towards the woods where they had been hiding, where the trees provided cover. Compared to this open grassy area, it was naturally the best option to avoid bullets.

Even if a few of them had battlefield experience like Duan Dao, with so many people scattered like birds and beasts, it was impossible to stop them, and no one listened.

Seeing everyone running towards the mountains and forests behind them, the few clear-headed people hesitated. Under the influence of the herd mentality, they abandoned their independent judgment, fearing that they would become sitting ducks, and had no choice but to turn around and run back as well.