

Chapter 633: I am Satan
the day before the Su Group suffered a terrorist attack, a suspicious person drove this car to Jianghai City Airport and put the car keys in a storage locker at the airport. 。Ding Rou said 。"A day la...Chapter 633: I Am Satan (1/2)
Just as Ye Junlang was talking to the Satan army soldiers who rushed to help surround and kill him, the shadowy corpses lurking in the darkness finally had a chance to breathe.
Just then, when he was targeted by Ye Junlang's killing intent, he truly felt a sense of being unable to hide and filled with terror.
With a slight sigh of relief, the shadowy corpse moved, leaving its original hiding place. Its entire being was restrained, every inch of it radiating caution and utmost prudence.
However, the moment he moved, that same feeling of being locked in danger returned, making him jump in fright.
Though he had completely restrained his aura, he was certain that his actions were silent and wouldn't make any extra noise. Yet, he was still locked onto
At this moment, the corpse shadow even had an urge to swear out loud. Was it being targeted
The corpse's eyes, already somewhat red, flashed with a dangerous, fierce glint. He quickly chose an ambush spot, and almost at the same moment, the sniper rifle in his hand was raised, firing towards the direction of the energy signature that had locked onto him.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The specters fired shot after shot, his sniping skill could be said to have reached the top level. Compared to him, the snipers in Bloodwing's hands were really a step behind.
He also made predictions with the continuous shots he fired. He aimed to kill the figure that was locked on his breath, and at the same time, he predicted their escape route and took aim there as well.
However, after the sniper rounds had been unleashed and struck their mark, a sense of tranquil silence once again descended upon the forest. The corpses showed no further signs of being targeted by that energy; it was as if the enemy had vanished into thin air.
Could it be that the assassination was successful
The thought arose, but was immediately refuted by the presence of the corpse.
With his acute sensitivity to blood, if someone were truly in danger of being assassinated by him, he would be the first to sense it.
Now, the only thing Shiying senses is emptiness.
Besides the constant gunfire from the front lines, a chilling silence had fallen over the area. This stillness unnerved the corpses, sending shivers down their non-existent spines.
Deep down, he felt as if he were being stared at by a pair of calm yet profound eyes in the darkness. He felt like prey.
Suddenly, a silent scream escaped the corpse. He didn't care about anything and immediately rolled over, rolling out of his hiding place and taking cover behind some nearby trees.
Whoosh!
A sniper bullet whizzed past where the Shade had been hiding just moments ago. If the Shade's reflexes had been half a second slower, it would have been a corpse right now.
The corpse was just hiding behind a few trees, the ever-present sense of danger enveloped his heart again. He kept running and hiding, in the darkness, bullet after bullet relentlessly fired at him, each one precisely targeting the spot he had been hiding just a second ago.
The Shadow also thought about fighting back. Several times, he raised the sniper rifle in his hand, but as soon as he lifted it, before he could even pull the trigger, he had to continue hiding.
He had a feeling that if he wanted to fire back, the sniper's bullet would hit him before he could pull the trigger.
OMG!
This is simply terrifying, such sniping skills are divine!
The Corpse Shadow has never been this embarrassed since his debut. He was completely suppressed in the fight, only able to flee and hide, without any power to counterattack.
With his abilities, how could he ever have suffered such humiliation
In the dark world, a sniper who could force him to be so embarrassed that he couldn't even fight back...
Chapter 633 I Am Satan (2/2)
More.
Who exactly is the other party
How could one possibly have such terrifying sniping skills
The ghost's mind was filled with questions, but now was clearly not the time to delve into them.
Now, the most important thing is how to avoid this terrifying opponent's lock-on sniping, and how to escape from under their sniper fire.
……
In the rear, Ye Junlang held a Barrett sniper rifle in his hand.
He moved forward swiftly, occasionally using a flash dash to close the distance between himself and the opponent he had targeted.
From time to time, he would also fire a shot, not with the intention of killing his opponent, but to force them into a hasty retreat and dodge, thus slowing down their speed.
Ye Junlang could tell that this opponent was indeed no easy feat. While fleeing, he utilized layers of cover as protection, making it difficult for Ye Junlang to carry out an effective snipe. The only option was to encircle him, cutting off the opponent's escape route.
Here it comes.
Once again, Ye Junlang flashed forward, feeling the distance to his opponent was only a few dozen meters away.
Such a distance was nothing to Ye Junlang.
In an instant, Ye Junlang's legs coiled with power once more. A surging force erupted from his feet as he launched himself forward, his entire form soaring ahead in another lightning-fast advance.
A howling gale stirred as Ye Junlang moved, sending shivers down the spines of the fleeing corpses ahead. They sensed it – the enemy who had locked onto them was closing in.
The fleeing corpse suddenly whirled around, its sniper rifle tucked away, a pistol now held in its hand. It fired shot after shot in the direction from which the wind was whipping.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One bullet after another shot forward, but it felt as if they were fired into the empty darkness, with no effect at all.
His face changed abruptly, he turned his body half way, and the gun he was tightly holding pointed towards the right.
However, in that instant, a flash of legs swept across first.
Bang!
This leg swept across the corpse's gun-wielding wrist. The powerful force contained within the kick sent a surge of numbness and pain through the corpse's wrist, causing the gun in its hand to fly loose.
The corpse's face was horrifyingly pale, his fighting experience was also incredibly rich. In that instant, he tapped his toes and retreated backward, creating some distance.
Then, he saw a tall and imposing figure emerge from the dense darkness. A pair of deep, star-like eyes stared at him with serenity, regarding him as a plump prey already within their grasp.
"Who are you" the corpse couldn't help but ask.
He was very curious about the other person's identity. An opponent who could force him to flee in a sniping duel would definitely not be an unknown nobody.
"I am Satan!"
Ye Junlang looked at the corpse, his voice flat as he spoke.
"Satan, the Demon King" The corpse shivered, but there wasn't much surprise in his expression. According to their intelligence, the warrior squad stationed in Babylon was highly likely to be Satan's army.
“You’re not undeservedly famous for your swift rise in the dark world. At least when it comes to assassination skills, I have to admit defeat.” Shiying spoke, his blood-red eyes locked on Ye Junlang, a cruel smile playing on his crimson lips. “However, choosing to engage me in close combat is clearly a mistake.”
Oh How do you know that
Ye Junlang raised his eyebrows and asked.
Because, next I will personally kill you!
First published on Chinese Novels Networkutrunning him. He completely disregarded his safety.But now that I think about it, an old man being able to run this fast seems a bit unusual.Regardless of how it happened, Ye Junlang can now unleash...