hsntnovel Chapter 233 Anyway, it's all about fighting.
Chapter 233 Anyway, it's all about fighting.
Shan Qing turned his head to look at his teammates who were a few steps behind him.
"The data has been uploaded to the cloud." Shan Qing chuckled a few times. "Remember to check it regularly."
The soup paused for a moment.
He originally wanted to use his superpowers again.
But when they looked around, they saw a group of people staring at them.
Ordinary people.
Ordinary people staring intently at them with curiosity or wariness in their eyes.
They disagree with the idea that the superhuman community relies on memory erasure, but that doesn't mean they've decided to expose the whole veil at this time.
Unable to use supernatural abilities, it meant that the group could only rely on their physical skills to dodge the whistling bullets.
Yamasumi felt that he still had too little experience with missions.
She never imagined that one day she would have to escape from a hail of bullets alongside her teammates, under the watchful eyes of a crowd of ordinary people, in a situation where they had various weapons but couldn't use them.
"Can't we split up?" Yamasumi asked through gritted teeth.
Exposing oneself to the gaze of ordinary people is still too much for Yamasumi.
She prefers to hide in the darkness.
Moreover, Yamasumi had long disliked the group of people who were chasing them.
Kill as many as you can.
She couldn't just be chased and run away in such a pathetic state.
Shan Qing hesitated for a moment, then exchanged a glance with Jiang Xingni.
"Let's split up," Shan Qing said calmly. "Remember to take care of yourselves."
Currently, the focus of the firepower is actually on Shan Qing himself.
She believed in her teammates and that they would be able to protect themselves even after splitting up.
As for herself... Shan Qing lowered her eyes, she had to find an opportunity to kill all the people surrounding her from behind.
At this point, it is no longer possible to continue the investigation in the lower city area.
Once I kill everyone behind me, I'll have some free time.
Only by taking advantage of this brief respite were they able to leave the lower city and retreat safely.
Once they leave the lower city, it's no longer their territory. Even if they're desperate, they'll still have some restraint and won't vent their anger as recklessly as they do now.
Through the muzzle lenses of the guns fired by the group behind him, the group of people, who had been clearly visible, suddenly scattered.
The sniper remained crouched on the rooftop, rifle in hand, but after losing sight of his target, he looked up with some confusion and glanced around.
"Crack." He heard the sound of a neck breaking.
His partner, who was supposed to be protecting the sniper who was focused on the assassination, was now lying on the ground, no longer breathing.
There was someone sitting on his neck—he couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman, he could only recognize that the person opposite him had just been his mission target.
How did they find this place? And how did they manage to climb up here in such a short time and kill someone along the way?
The sniper's eyes widened, growing increasingly horrified with each passing thought. He took a deep breath, unable to console himself.
In just a few seconds, they found a sniper's position; Yamazumi was originally hanging on the exterior wall of the building.
He noticed his sniper partner moving in his direction.
Yamasumi leaped up from behind, her strong, agile legs gripping her partner's throat. With a powerful thrust, she could hear the groaning sounds her partner made as he suffocated.
When her partner looked up, she could vaguely see a woman's face beneath the mask.
Yamasumi casually lowered his eyes, only then realizing that the other party didn't take him seriously at all.
The taste of blood churned in his throat, and the suffocation caused his brain to lack oxygen, leaving him in complete darkness.
He could only see her calm expression and her consistently steady breathing as she lay dying.
Yamasumi didn't care what he saw at all, anyway—
"Click."
With a forceful twist of her thigh, she snapped the other person's neck.
He won't live much longer.
The whole process takes no more than a minute.
Then Yamasumi's gaze fell on the sniper's neck.
Even though he knew Yamasumi couldn't see through the mask, he still smiled.
The sniper sneered, "Didn't expect that, did you?"
He said in a low voice, "I am actually a superhuman."
His supernatural power materialized in his hands, and seemingly endless bullets poured out of the sniper's gun.
For a moment, Yamasumi even felt as if his ears were about to be deafened.
All she could hear was the endless, continuous sound of gunfire.
But Yamasumi showed no sign of backing down; she smiled.
—He's just a superhuman; it's not like he hasn't killed anyone before.
Not to mention those with superpowers like guns, not even the superpowered ones in the superpower world who seem to have no way to counter them.
The sniper realized with horror that the figure in front of him had vanished again.
Yamasumi jumped off the rooftop and used the wall as cover to dodge the whistling bullets.
When the snipers increased their firepower and moved closer to the rooftop, Yamasumi repeated his old trick.
—It can't really be considered a repeat of an old trick.
After all, the sniper didn't see it when Yamasumi did it for the first time, let alone feel any defensiveness because of Yamasumi's previous actions.
His wrist was gripped by a force, forcibly turning the gun muzzle.
The sniper now had only one question on his mind—why was this person so strong?
After becoming a superhuman, the sniper's body was also enhanced, but why was he able to be restrained by an ordinary person and unable to break free?
Yamasumi held his hand and pulled the trigger with a smile.
The sniper's mind went blank; all he could recall was—this was his gun, he could control it, so he should…
The bullets, already drawn, and the gun in Yamasumi's hand vanished from the spot.
Before the sniper could even catch his breath, he felt another gun barrel pressed against his heart.
Yamasumi leaned close to his ear and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"I have a gun too?" she said lightly.
—Then he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
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"Target eliminated, two dead." Yamasumi's voice came through the communication device inside the mask.
"Target achieved, ten dead, used supernatural abilities, but went undetected." This was followed by Shan Tang's voice.
The conversation in the channel shouldn't have been loud enough for Jiang Xingni to hear, but since she was a superhuman, that was her problem.
"Target achieved. Thirteen survivors remain, and they've headed in your direction," Shanlan reported.
Finally, the mountain arrives.
"I'm counting the number of casualties among ordinary people. Also, be careful in the mountains; everyone heading in your direction is a superhuman."
—That being said, neither Shanzhi nor Shanyu were particularly worried when those words were uttered.
Shanqing has always been the team leader, and they are all used to Shanqing, as an ordinary person, often bearing more responsibility.
This is especially true for the situation in the mountains.
She is used to taking on more responsibilities as an ordinary person, and at the same time, she doesn't think there's anything praiseworthy about what she's doing.
In groups where superhumans are few and far between, people like Shan Qing are even more common.