Standing on the first step, the pastry shop inside the glass window is decorated like a bakery in a fairy tale world. There are many customers inside, and the waiters are too busy to keep up with packing pastries.
"Let's go inside, this shop is about to close."
"Yay!"
The two climbed up and down the stairs, even though they were on the same street, only a few dozen meters apart.
Jiang Cheng and Gu Qingwan were separated by a world.
The sniper on the rooftop was a man in his thirties. His face was gaunt, his stubble unshaven, and he looked unkempt. Yet, this unassuming man possessed an incredibly glorious record on the battlefield. Jiang Cheng, as seen through his scope, appeared to be a corpse. He had absolute confidence in a headshot.
Just one more second, just one more second, and Jiang Cheng will be in the perfect sniping position once he steps onto that step. The bullet will pierce his skull, leaving a gaping hole, and red and white matter will instantly splatter onto the glass in front of him, like a blooming flower.
Brains.
His hand was on the trigger, but a sudden, chilling sensation shot through his neck. Before the assassin could even raise his head, a knife plunged straight into his spine with a muffled thud…
With a "thud," the knife pierced the skin, and the sniper felt an indescribable pain that caused his whole body to spasm, his brain to tremble, and his muscles to tense up.
A sickening cutting sound rang in my ears as the knife continued to slide down! Down! Down!
Along his spine, as if peeling skin, they cut down to his coccyx.
This knife belonged to Gu Qingwan; she had cleaved the assassin's back in two.
The man remained in a strange posture, as if trying to turn to look at the spot from which the excruciating pain was coming, but in that brief second, he lost his life completely, his body covered in blood.
Blood continued to ooze out, soaking his clothes and slowly flowing onto the rough cement rooftop, staining large areas of the building's edge.
His eyes were fixed intently on him.
Gu Qingwan kicked the corpse aside, picked up her sniper rifle with her left hand, and aimed it towards the southeast. Through the scope, she could already see the figure of another assassin…
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