Chapter 261 - 225: Try Mine

Chapter 261: Chapter 225: Try Mine

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As the light flowed across his body, the energy bar beneath his health bar slowly ticked down, one point per second.

’You can’t see shit...’

Lin Fan stood in the downpour just five meters away, cursing internally while mimicking the soldiers he’d seen earlier, trying to raise the gun.

’Should be something like this...’

He clumsily imitated the soldiers’ movements, pressing the stock into his shoulder and resting his cheek against the cold metal of the gun.

A standard-issue rifle, weighing six or seven pounds, might feel hefty to a normal person, but in Lin Fan’s hands, it was no different from holding a feather duster.

The men on the other side were huddled under the eaves, too scared to step out after hearing the voice on their walkie-talkie. The only one with a pistol was just waving it wildly, sweeping the muzzle back and forth in search of his invisible enemy.

’Is this how you use the crosshairs...?’

Lin Fan didn’t mind spreading a little fear. He just tilted his head, stared at the crosshairs in the low-magnification scope, and recalled his gaming days. He centered the green dot on the "metal man’s" forehead, which was still darting around and glinting with a greyish light.

There was no killing intent, no hesitation. It was just like clicking on a moving target in a video game.

The man was clearly an Awakened One with a defensive Superpower. The fact that he dared to stand there so openly, knowing Lin Fan was aiming a rifle at him, meant he must have an ace up his sleeve. This piqued Lin Fan’s curiosity.

After all, according to the gunman, it only took two bullets to leave Ye Qingniao critically wounded.

’Let’s see what’s harder, your head or this bullet.’

He slowly squeezed the trigger, then gently pulled...

BANG!

The orange muzzle flash tore through the curtain of rain as the gunshot exploded across the empty factory grounds!

CLANG—!

It wasn’t the dull thud of a bullet piercing flesh, but a sound like a hammer striking a great bronze bell, its chime ringing out through the rain.

"Ah!"

The man let out a strange cry. The impact of the close-range bullet snapped his head back, and he staggered a step before steadying himself.

He shuddered, reached up, and dug the flattened slug out of his forehead, tossing it aside.

Only a thin trickle of blood remained in the dent on his forehead, and it was washed clean by the rain in an instant.

His confidence soaring, he let out a savage grin. He took heavy strides, raising his great axe as he charged toward Lin Fan!

It was an ironclad rule: all those flashy Superpower Users with abilities like invisibility or enhanced hearing were squishy as hell!

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[-22]!

"Whoa!"

So tough!

The insignificant number genuinely surprised him. ’Is this a full-power rifle round or a dud?’

’Even I wouldn’t lose only 20 HP from a shot like that, especially to the head...’

But the moment he fired, the muzzle flash and the blast had completely given away his position. The cloaking effect vanished, revealing his dark figure in the rain.

The brawny man opposite him, who’d been scared witless and then taken a bullet, was already charging over with his axe raised!

TATATATATATA—!

Lin Fan decisively steadied the rifle and held down the trigger. The remaining 29 rounds in the magazine sprayed out in an instant. Three more rounds struck the brawny man, making him falter for a moment, while the rest flew past him and showered the four goons in the back.

Gunfire erupted, and screams filled the air.

In that brief opening, the big man closed the distance, his axe swinging down. A bloodthirsty, tyrannical glint flashed in his half-lidded eyes, as if he could already see his opponent’s fate.

In his eyes, this assassin who only knew how to take potshots and launch sneak attacks was nothing more than a lamb for the slaughter once a Warrior like him got in close!

"Out of bullets, huh?! Now you die!"

Hong Chuan roared as the massive bone-cleaver in his hand whistled through the air, chopping down at Lin Fan’s head!

However, he saw not a flicker of panic in the man’s eyes.

Lin Fan didn’t even glance at the descending axe. He casually tossed the empty rifle aside like a piece of trash.

The next moment, Lin Fan clenched his empty right hand. The air seemed to displace, blurring the rain in that spot for an instant.

An enormous, ornately designed, solid silver metal great axe materialized in his hand without warning!

Its sheer weight seemed to make the concrete ground beneath Lin Fan’s feet dip slightly.

A smirk played on Lin Fan’s lips. Instead of retreating, he advanced. With both hands, he swung the great axe—a size larger than his opponent’s—in a vicious upward arc to meet Hong Chuan’s descending weapon!

"Here, try this on for size!"