The Rise of a Special Forces Soldier Abandoned by a Wealthy Family

Residential rooftop.

Yin Yi is Wu Jun's strongest and most mysterious assassin.

Lying in the shadows behind the railing, he seemed to blend into the concrete ground.

The modified sniper rifle in his hand was firmly fixed in place by a specially made bracket, remaining completely still.

The crosshairs of the scope were firmly locked on the office building entrance, 500 meters away.

Image in the mirror:

Medical staff carried the stretcher out quickly.

On the stretcher, the unconscious body of the Mad God swayed slightly with each step.

The location of the head is clearly visible.

Yin Yi narrowed his eyes slightly behind the scope.

His breathing rate dropped to 6 times per minute, and his heartbeat slowed to that of a hibernating bear.

There was no murderous intent.

There was no emotional fluctuation.

It's like a machine that executes a deletion program, just waiting for the optimal time to execute the instruction.

The stretcher was carried down the steps.

There were still three meters to the ambulance.

Two meters.

One meter —

Right now.

Yin Yi's index finger gently pressed the trigger.

Then--

Smoothly, at a constant speed, and without any hesitation, it went all the way down.

"Bang--!!!"

A deafening, unsilenced gunshot ripped through the silence of the early morning!

The bullet pierced the night sky at a speed of 980 meters per second!

Time seemed to freeze in this frame—

On the stretcher, the Mad God's head, still unconscious, was severed the moment the bullet struck him—

Like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer, it exploded with a bang!

Bone fragments, blood, etc...

Like exploding fireworks, it sprayed out in a radial pattern!

The water splashed all over the faces and bodies of the medical staff carrying the stretcher!

It splashed onto the combat uniform of the soldier next to him!

It splashed all over the ground, car doors, and walls!

The headless corpse twitched violently on the stretcher, then went completely limp.

Mad God.

This is a top sniper who is as famous as Baroque and has earned the title of "God of Madness" in the dark world.

This was the deadly hunter who once made Zeng Linglong's knees bleed.

that's it--

They were ruthlessly sent to meet God by their own people, by Wu Jun, the mastermind behind the scenes, like garbage being disposed of.

After the gunshot.

Yin Yi did not immediately evacuate.

He remained lying in place, his crosshairs firmly locked onto the headless corpse.

I observed for three seconds.

Confirmed: Target is completely dead.

Then, the microscope lens moved slightly, scanning a spot 200 meters outside the office building entrance—

There, several black figures rushed back like cheetahs!

The leader was Ye Feng.

A rare, cold interest flashed in Yin Yi's eyes.

But he did not stay.

He stood up nimbly, his movements as fluid as if he had rehearsed them a thousand times.

He turned and walked into the shadows on the other side of the rooftop—where stood a figure exactly like him.

Same height.

The same black night clothes.

Same hairstyle and facial features.

Yin Yi walked up to that figure.

He reached out and gently patted the other person's shoulder.

Then he handed over the sniper rifle, which was still warm from use.

"brother."

Yin Yi's voice was icy cold, devoid of any human emotion:

"May you rest in peace."

"Your family will be treated well by the young master."

"Guarantee - no worries about food and clothing."

The figure took the gun and nodded.

He didn't speak.

There was a calm in his eyes that seemed to have long since resigned himself to his fate.

Yin raised his hand and tore off the highly realistic human skin mask from his face.

Beneath the mask lies a completely different face—ordinary, plain, the kind that would disappear into a crowd.

He walked to the edge of the rooftop.

There, professional rappelling ropes had already been hung.

Yin turned around and took one last look at the figure standing in the center of the rooftop, holding a sniper rifle.

His eyes remained completely expressionless.

Then, he grabbed the rope and jumped!

My body plummeted rapidly through the night sky, the ropes hissing softly as they rubbed together.

When he reached the ninth floor, he pushed off the wall with his legs and swung his body toward a window that had been opened in advance.

Precise drilling.

The rope was then quickly pulled into the window.

The window was closed gently.

The entire process takes no more than ten seconds.

The room was pitch black.

Yin Yi walked easily to the master bedroom.

He took off his black night clothes, revealing ordinary cotton pajamas underneath.

Then, I took another lifelike human skin mask from the bedside table drawer and carefully put it on my face.

The face on this mask is the legal face of the registered owner of this house.

A middle-aged programmer in his early forties with a kind and honest appearance.

This is the rooftop figure who has been living in this room for a long time, disguising himself as another person's face and identity.

The figure is actually a shadow and also a watcher.

His task was to monitor the office building across the street and all information about the safe house.

Thus, he made himself a shadow.

Wu Jun had already received a message from the shadows—someone had tracked him to the safe house.

However, Mad God had already shut down all communication devices, making it impossible to transmit messages.

Wu Jun had no choice but to activate Plan B, which he had planned long ago.

The real sniper was Hidden One, while the one who escaped was a double assassin.

Yin Yi walked to the mirror and checked himself over.

It was confirmed to be flawless.

Then, he calmly lay down on the bed and pulled the blanket over himself.

Close your eyes.

It seemed as if they were really getting ready to fall asleep.

but--

He wore a miniature bone conduction earphone inside his left ear.

Inside the blanket, his right hand held a black remote control about the size of a matchbox.

There is only one red button on the remote control.

Everything seemed to have nothing to do with him anymore.

In front of the office building entrance.

The echoes of the gunshot still reverberated in the night sky.

There was a two-second silence at the scene.

Then--

"ah--!!!"

A young female nurse let out a piercing scream! Her face was splattered with warm brain matter and blood, and her legs gave way, causing her to collapse to the ground!

"Sniper—!!!"

The officer reacted swiftly, roaring at the top of his lungs, "Take cover!!! Find cover!!!"

The soldiers instantly dropped to the ground, rolled over, and sought cover from vehicles and walls!

And outside the gate—

"Hold--!!!"

Iron Pillar's roar was like that of a wounded Tyrannosaurus Rex!

He quickly returned and looked at the headless corpse!

The only survivor!

The only clue that might uncover the mastermind behind this!

They were silenced!

"Ye Feng—!!!" Tie Zhu's eyes were bloodshot as he picked up the Vulcan Cannon and charged forward!

But Ye Feng was even faster!

The instant the gun fired, his pupils had already locked onto the approximate direction from which the bullet originated!

To the northeast, about 500 meters away, there are high-rise residential buildings!

He did not hesitate at all—

His body shot forward like an arrow released from a bow!

He sprinted towards the direction of the gunfire!

Xiaoya's reaction was almost simultaneous.

Instead of chasing after them, she instantly crouched behind a military vehicle and opened her tablet.

Fingers blurred across the screen!

Retrieve all surveillance footage within a one-kilometer radius of the office building!

Key points – CCTV cameras at all entrances and exits, elevators, and corridors of the residential area in the northeast direction!

Time—rewind to thirty minutes before the gunshot!

The AI-powered intelligent analysis system is running at full speed!

On the nine split screens, the images rapidly fast-forward, freeze, compare, and mark...

Seven seconds later.

Xiaoya's pupils contracted slightly.

"Death!" she cried urgently into the bone conduction headphones.

"Locking out area—Residential area ahead of you, Building 3!"

"Twenty-eight minutes before the shooting, a street surveillance camera 200 meters away captured a figure carrying a long black cloth bag walking towards the residential area!"

"Twenty-five minutes before the shooting, the security camera at the community gate captured the same person's profile—the hat brim was pulled low, but the body features matched!"

"A relatively clear image was captured from the front of the elevator lobby of Building 3, 22 minutes before the gunshot!"

"The target has entered the building, and their destination is most likely—the rooftop!"

As Ye Feng was running, he heard Xiao Ya's calm yet rapid report through his earpiece.

His speed increased once again!

His leg muscles unleashed near-limit power, kicking up dust with every step he took!