The moment Louis pulled the trigger, the target suddenly vanished. His bullet merely struck the ground, leaving behind a crater the size of a bowl.
Louis had missed. It was the first time since his debut that anyone had managed to evade his assassination attempt.
He couldn't find any trace of Ning Beichen through his scope. A shadow immediately loomed over his heart.
Sensing danger, Louis put away his sniper rifle without a word and fled the scene.
Louis didn't escape by going downstairs but instead headed for the rooftop.
When choosing his ambush point, he had already secured his escape route.
The building he chose was not tall, only six stories. From the rooftop on this side, he could jump to the rooftop on the other side, which was five stories high, to facilitate his escape.
Louis sprinted towards the rooftop. Although no one was chasing him, the persistent sense of crisis still hung over him like dark clouds, preventing him from stopping.
Before long, Louis reached the rooftop and locked the iron door leading to it from the inside. He then used an iron bar he had prepared to wedge the door handle, preventing pursuers from quickly opening it from the outside.
After doing all this,
Louis finally breathed a slight sigh of relief. With this iron door blocking the way, he believed that even if that person found him, they wouldn't be able to reach him so quickly.
What baffled him immensely was that he had clearly aimed at the target's head. From the moment he pulled the trigger to the bullet hitting the target, the time elapsed would not have exceeded two seconds. He couldn't understand why the target had suddenly disappeared.
If Louis hadn't been so clear-headed, he might have suspected he had encountered a ghost.
Otherwise, how could such a thing have happened?
The fastest human running speed was about ten meters per second at most, and this was an average over the course of running, not from a standstill to one second later.
Even if Ning Beichen's speed surpassed the fastest human running speed, he couldn't have avoided his attack and vanished from his sight in such a short period.
Yet, this impossibility had happened right before his eyes. It was impossible for Louis not to panic, so he stared intently at the iron door, pointing his gun in its direction.
One minute passed.
Five minutes passed.
Ten minutes passed, and there was no movement from the iron door.
"Was it just my imagination?"
Louis slowly lowered his gun, thinking that there were no such bizarre things in the world. Something must have happened when he fired, allowing that Ning Beichen to luckily escape.
Just as he was starting to relax, he suddenly heard a loud clang and saw the iron door flying towards him.
Louis was scared out of his wits. He scrambled and rolled several times on the ground to avoid being hit by the door.
At this moment, he saw Ning Beichen leisurely walking out from the rooftop entrance.
Louis immediately pointed his gun at Ning Beichen, his heart filled with shock and panic, completely losing the composure of an assassin.
"It was quite difficult to find you."
Ning Beichen completely ignored his gun, looking at him and sneering.
Ning Beichen wasn't speaking nonsense. The main reason was that this guy had chosen such a hidden location for his assassination attempt, and after failing to strike, he had immediately slipped away, making Ning Beichen search for quite some time.
"Stop right there!"
Seeing that Ning Beichen had no weapons in his hand and appeared before him so defenselessly, Louis's face lit up with joy.
Originally, Louis was still regretting the failure of his assassination attempt. He hadn't expected this guy to be so foolish, appearing before him unprepared. Wasn't this equivalent to walking into a death trap?
However, Ning Beichen paid no attention to his warning, continuing to walk towards him leisurely, and asked as he walked, "Are you the second wave of attack from the Divine Assassin Alliance?"
"It doesn't make sense. You sent only yourself for the second wave of attack. Does your Divine Assassin Alliance look down on me too much?"
"Since you know we are the Divine Assassin Alliance, you also know that no one has ever survived an assassination from the Divine Assassin Alliance."
Seeing that Ning Beichen had no weapons and his gun was already aimed at him, in his eyes, Ning Beichen was already a dead man, so he became less nervous.
"Heh, you overestimate the strength of your Divine Assassin Alliance."
"But I'm very curious, when your Divine Assassin Alliance took on this mission, didn't you bother to find out what kind of person I am?"
Ning Beichen even seemed a little displeased at being underestimated by the Divine Assassin Alliance.
"Laughable. You're already a dead man, yet you're so foolish."
"I don't know how you dodged the sniper shot just now. Perhaps it was luck. If you had fled then, I might not have been able to deal with you, but you didn't escape. Instead, you came to die yourself. It seems your good luck has run out."
Louis aimed his gun at Ning Beichen and laughed heartily with pride.
He had thought his mission had failed for the day, but he hadn't expected this guy to be so foolish, coming to chase him without any weapons.
"Foolish?"
Ning Beichen looked at the killer with amusement. In Ning Beichen's eyes, this killer was foolish. Knowing that even a sniper rifle couldn't kill him, he thought pointing a small broken gun at him would suffice.
And in the killer's eyes, Ning Beichen, with no weapons, daring to challenge him was equally foolish.
"That's right. I've never met anyone as foolish as you. Try to be smarter in your next life."
Louis felt he had said enough. He smiled and pulled the trigger, aiming at Ning Beichen.
With a bang.
A muzzle flash flickered, and a bullet flew towards Ning Beichen's heart.
Louis even made a farewell gesture to Ning Beichen.
"Right here?"
Ning Beichen said dismissively. He raised his palm and pointed it at the bullet.
The bullet, which was originally flying towards his heart, suddenly stopped in mid-air as if by magic, causing Louis's eyes to bulge out.
"Impossible!"
"I must be seeing things!"
Louis, refusing to believe it, repeatedly pulled the trigger at Ning Beichen, emptying all the bullets in his gun. He refused to believe that this man wouldn't die.
However, he didn't know that one bullet or a hundred bullets made no difference to Grandmaster Ning.
All the bullets hovered in front of Ning Beichen, about a meter away, but they couldn't advance any further, as if they were stuck with glue.
Louis's hand, holding the empty gun, trembled. He stared in disbelief at the bizarre scene before him, his lips quivering as he spoke.
"How... how did you do that?"
"Guess."
As Ning Beichen lowered his hand, the bullets suspended in the air also fell, making clanging sounds.