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Time seemed to stretch out as the grenade rolled to my feet.

At the critical moment, Lynn did not back down.

Instead, he suddenly crouched down and pressed down hard on the safety pin of the grenade with his hand, a method he had learned from his "hometown".

Although a slight mishap could result in being blown to pieces, with my current physical condition, I could do it with ease.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the grenade back at the bullseye with such force that it was as if a bullet had struck the target directly.

Bullseye's pupils contracted sharply. He hadn't expected this person to be able to fight back in such a desperate situation. He hastily dodged to the side.

The grenade still grazed past his trench coat, struck the alloy door of the entryway, and exploded with a bang.

Flames and shockwaves swept in, blasting a charred hole in the alloy door, sending fragments flying everywhere.

Using the smoke and dust from the explosion as cover, Lynn leaped forward, his blade flashing coldly as he aimed straight for Bullseye's neck.

Bullseye reacted extremely quickly, dropping the short-barreled shotgun in his hand and drawing a military dagger from his waist to parry.

With a crisp "clang," sparks flew as metal collided.

Bullseye felt a sudden numbness in his arm; Lynn's strength far exceeded his expectations, causing him to stumble back several steps before regaining his balance.

You should know that he has modified his bones, so his strength output is five times that of an ordinary person, but that throw just now... was more than eight times stronger!

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was even stronger than him!

"That's interesting!"

A hint of madness flashed in Bullseye's eyes.

"No wonder he could kill Tombstone, but that's not much of a challenge!"

With a flick of his wrist, the dagger flashed and stabbed towards Lynn's ribs. At the same time, his left foot hooked onto a steel bar on the ground and kicked Lynn's knee.

This series of movements was fluid and seamless, without the slightest pause, and was a pinnacle of human combat skills.

Lynn blocked the dagger's edge, and at the same time leaped into the air to avoid the attack. The moment he landed, he flicked his wrist, and the Swift Blade, carrying a scorching heat, swept out horizontally.

The blade still retained the high-temperature fuel from the previous hunt for tombstones, which ignited upon contact with the wind, instantly enveloping it in flames.

"The same trick again?" Bullseye chuckled, rolled to the side to dodge, and pulled a handful of darts from his trench coat. With a flick of his wrist, five darts were launched in a fan shape toward Lynn's limbs.

These darts are coated with an anesthetic; even a slight scratch can instantly render someone immobile.

Lynn's eyes narrowed; it was time to use his trump card.

The invisibility ability of the bone and tooth necklace is his trump card. Once used, it can be defended against, and there is a 24-hour cooldown period for each use.

The Hunting Rhythm effect is activated instantly, and the 13-second stealth duration begins its countdown.

In Bullseye's field of vision, Lynn's figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only the burning flames in the air and a faint smell of blood.

"Invisibility?" Bullseye's expression changed slightly. He immediately leaned against the wall, held the dagger horizontally in front of his chest, and warily scanned his surroundings.

But in his heart, he was already cursing the tombstone.

This good-for-nothing couldn't even detect such a crucial ability! And Lynn has never used it either!

Damn it!

He knew that a sneak attack while invisible was the most deadly and that he had to be on guard at all times, but he did not expect that "invisibility" was not simply disappearing!

Coupled with the already significant threat and the ability to remain invisible, this instantly brought him an overwhelming disadvantage.

Lynn, under the cover of invisibility, had silently circled behind Bullseye, the blade almost touching the back of his neck.

"Here!" Bullseye, relying on his years of combat instincts, suddenly turned around and thrust his dagger behind him.

But he only struck an afterimage.

Lynn had anticipated his move, and while dodging to the side, she kicked him in the back of the knee.

[Current Hunting Rhythm duration remaining: 9 seconds]

With a sharp "crack," Bullseye's knee dislocated, and he groaned as he fell to his knees.

Five seconds had passed when Lynn prematurely deactivated the ability.

Noticing that Natasha and Frank were already in a daze, he felt it necessary to "hide" for a while.

His figure appeared instantly, the long blade in his hand pointing precisely at Bullseye's head.

"Impossible! How could you predict my movements?" Bullseye was filled with resentment. He was confident in his unparalleled fighting skills, but he never expected to be so embarrassed in front of Lynn.

"Because you are just my prey."

Lynn's voice was icy cold, and the hunting rhythm of the bone and tooth necklace allowed him to clearly sense the fluctuations in the target's aura; every movement was within his prediction.

Just then, a flurry of footsteps echoed from the rooftop, and Frank's voice came through the communicator: "Lynn, S.H.I.E.L.D. backup has arrived, and the rest of the assassins have been eliminated!"

Upon hearing this, Bullseye's lips curled into a cruel smile: "You think killing me is the end of it? The boss has laid a trap; you won't live long!"

"You'll be hunted down by countless assassins!"

He suddenly pulled a miniature bomb from his pocket, intending to detonate it and take everyone down with him.

But Lynn was prepared and swiftly cleaved Bullseye's wrist at the root.

Blood gushed out, and the miniature bomb fell to the ground and was crushed underfoot.

"what!"

Bullseye let out a piercing scream, his eyes filled with venom.

But he did not give up. Instead, despite the excruciating pain, he used his remaining left hand to pull out a dart from his waist and threw it at Lynn's eyeball.

The darts whistled through the air, thrown at extremely tricky angles.

However, the scene Bullseye had hoped for did not appear.

Lynn's eyes turned cold. Without giving him any chance to struggle, he dodged to the side, pressed his left hand on the top of his head, and plunged the blade into his chest.

The intense heat instantly scorched Bullseye's internal organs, his screams grew weaker and weaker, and his body gradually lost its strength.

[Ding! Host has defeated the hunting target Bullseye!]

[Current task progress: 2/3]

Bone and teeth necklace

[Currently unlocked effects: Hunting Rhythm effect +20%; greatly increases jump ability.]

[Gain an additional 500 reputation points]

Current Reputation Points: 1211

Rengar, the Predator, is delighted with this hunting game, and considering your preference for "hiding," he has decided to bring you a small gift.

[Item: Brutal Power]

[Effect: This is a very unusual wooden stick. When attacking an opponent with brutal force (the stick) while in "stealth mode," there is a certain probability that it will restrict the opponent's movement.]

The system notification sounded in my mind.

Lynn didn't pay any attention to it, but stared blankly at the knife in his hand.

Something doesn't seem right... This method of killing doesn't seem to fit into this world.

As the smoke gradually dissipated, Natasha and Frank walked to Lynn's side, noticed Bullseye's corpse on the ground, and then looked at the man covered in blood.

Natasha's eyes no longer held the previous mockery, but only deep solemnity and boundless curiosity.

Keep in mind that Lynn just displayed a completely new ability! And it was the most troublesome one: "invisibility"!

One can imagine how cunning this Asian man is; he hasn't used it for so long and hasn't sent a single message.

Now, Natasha could predict that S.H.I.E.L.D. wouldn't easily break ties with Lynn unless they were 100% certain.

after all……

No one knows if there are any other hidden abilities.

"I didn't expect you to have other tricks up your sleeve."

Natasha's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Frank, however, seemed completely unconcerned, patting Lynn on the shoulder and saying in a somber tone, "Good riddance."