"Ah!" The pedestrians on the street immediately exclaimed in surprise.
Some people crouched down, others pressed themselves against walls, and some hurriedly rushed into a nearby bar. Among them, a man wearing a black leather jacket and a duckbill cap paused for a moment, but then quickly dashed forward without stopping. He was well aware that his hesitation just now had exposed him.
"Stop him!" a voice rang out. It was Judge.
Thirty SHADOW guards swiftly charged forward. The gunfire from before had clearly been fired to locate someone.
The Heavenly Eye System indicated that one of the snipers had entered a blind spot in the surveillance around here and disappeared. However, these thirty SHADOWers had already searched this street, and they hadn't found anyone matching the description from the surveillance. Even the person wearing the same clothing was nowhere to be seen. But they had a strong feeling that the person was on this street, which led to this scene.
The reactions of a professional sniper and an ordinary person to the sound of gunfire were entirely different. The SHADOW guards, with their keen eyes, could see through this at a glance.
"Get out of the way!" the man said sharply. He swept his hand, releasing a burst of Chi wind that knocked aside ten disciples directly in front of him. His aura surged at this moment, revealing the strength of a True Master Battle General.
Almost simultaneously with the man's action, an extremely sharp blade of energy slashed from the side, unstoppable.
"Hmm!?" The man's pupils contracted, a strong sense of danger enveloping him. He quickly dodged to the side.
Thud!
Nevertheless, he was still slightly slow. His arm fell to the ground, cleanly severed at the shoulder.
"Hmm..." The man let out a muffled groan. Ignoring the pain, he darted to the side again.
"Still want to run?" Judge's cold voice sounded. "How dare you assassinate Mr Gardner? Even if you had ten lives, you wouldn't survive!"
As he spoke, the chilling curve of Judge's crescent blade swung, releasing a freezing light in a rapid slash.
"Don't..." The man let out a desperate, soul-piercing howl.
The blade of energy flashed by his waist, and due to inertia, he took a few more steps forward before his upper and lower halves of the body fell to the ground one after the other. Blood spurted out wildly.
Judge had already called Billy earlier to ask if he should spare anyone. The reply was to kill them directly. These assassins were of the martyr type, willing to die if they failed, making it difficult to capture them alive. Moreover, the two snipers didn't have a high rank in their organization, so even if they were caught, they probably wouldn't have provided useful information. It was better to eliminate them directly.
A similar scene unfolded in a citizen's square about three kilometers away from the bar street.
The other sniper, when discovered, tried to take a civilian hostage, but before he could make a move, Ebony Lord beheaded him with a single slash.
One hour later, Ebony Lord and Judge arrived at Royal View Villas. Billy and Stout had been waiting in the living room of Casey's mansion.
"Boss, how are you? Did you manage to expel the toxins?" Judge asked anxiously as he stepped into the living room.
Ebony Lord wore a similarly concerned expression beside him.
"Yeah," Billy nodded. "I've instructed our men to patrol throughout the night to ensure there are no accomplices of theirs left in Ozin City."
"Boss, don't worry. I've passed down the orders." Judge replied with a nod. After a brief pause, he turned to Stout. "Hey, Stout, are you okay? Nothing happened to you, right?"
"I'm fine," Stout shook his head, a trace of fear evident on his face. "It was really close this time. If Boss's strength hadn't recovered to the War Emperor level, anything could happen."
"Do you know who's behind this?" Ebony Lord asked heavily.
"People from Tyren!" Stout replied with a cold gaze.
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