Chapter 112: Triple Strike

“From this distance, in weather like this, are you confident you can hit the target with a single shot?” Liu Jingye suddenly asked.

Shang was momentarily taken aback but, unwilling to show weakness in front of him, immediately replied, “Every shot hits.”

“Good. Then give me your gun,” Liu Jingye said.

Shang hesitated. “Why? Are you going to confiscate my weapon again?”

“No, I want to swap with you.”

“The gun in your hand is mine too.”

“You sure have a lot of nice toys,” Liu Jingye said with a wry smile. “I’ve thought of a way for you to personally kill Huang Guangzong, but it requires us to work together.”

“What’s the plan?”

“I’ll use your gun to break through the bulletproof glass, then you fire simultaneously to hit the target,” Liu Jingye said coldly.

Shang was surprised. “You mean you want to rapidly fire two shots hitting the exact same spot to shatter the glass, then let me shoot through the hole you made to hit Huang Guangzong?”

“So, can’t you do it?” Liu Jingye challenged.

“Of course I can, but I’m afraid you can’t. Making two rapid shots hit the same spot isn’t something to boast about,” Shang said disdainfully.

“You’ll soon find out if it’s bragging.”

If it had been Yuan Xiaoying, she would have believed him immediately, having witnessed Liu Jingye’s ten consecutive shots all hitting the same point under rapid fire.

“If your marksmanship is so good, why not fire three shots in a row and directly hit the target?” Shang asked.

Liu Jingye shook his head. “Because in this environment, firing this type of gun, my fingers and wrists can only handle two rapid shots; three in a row risks missing. But I’m confident with two.”

Shang looked at him incredulously, as if facing a monster. To have such confidence at this distance, in pouring rain with low visibility—it was almost inhuman.

“The situation’s urgent. Let’s act,” Liu Jingye urged.

“Why should I listen to you?” Shang suddenly said stubbornly. “Don’t forget, you’re also my target.”

“But right now your target is Huang Guangzong!” Liu Jingye pressed. “As a professional killer, you must have the resolve to never let go until the job is done. If your target dies by someone else’s hand, how can you face this line of work? If you can’t even kill Huang Guangzong, what right do you have to challenge me?”

Though Shang was a coward who clung to life, she had an inviolable pride. Spurred by Liu Jingye’s words, she said, “Fine. Today, I’ll show you my skills and make you think twice before underestimating me.”

“Then let’s begin!” Liu Jingye snatched the high-end rifle from her hand and handed her his own inferior weapon, which originally belonged to her but was used in different situations. Now, in her grasp, it felt perfectly natural.

“Stand behind me. We need to stay aligned to ensure precise sniping,” Liu Jingye instructed. “You can rest your gun on my head and keep the barrel low, so our bullet trajectories line up.”

“I don’t need you to tell me that.”

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