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On the rooftop of the unfinished building, Hawkeye's muscles were taut.

He stared intently at the deserted alley below. On the tactical tablet, the blue life signal representing "Breaking Bad" had gone completely dark.

Instead, a light, casual greeting was sent via a public channel.

"We caught the small one, now let's go catch the big one."

The "big one" refers to him.

Hawkeye scrambled to his feet; he knew the sniper rifle was useless now.

The fact that the monster could dodge his armor-piercing bullets meant that 800 meters was no longer a safe distance, but rather the monster's hunting ground.

He rushed into the stairwell, like a wild beast being chased, and ran towards the pre-arranged floor.

"bring it on!"

"Come on, you bastard!"

He rushed into an empty, unfinished room, which resembled a giant cement box.

He pulled a remote control from his pocket and pressed it hard.

"Buzz—"

In the dimly lit room, hundreds of thin red rays of light suddenly lit up, crisscrossing and cutting the entire space into countless irregular geometric shapes.

Infrared booby trap.

Each red line connects to a high-explosive fragmentation mine.

"This is the special package I prepared for an S-rank powerhouse!"

Hawkeye, panting heavily, hid behind a load-bearing pillar at the deepest part of the room, his face radiating a crazed confidence.

"Let's see how you manage!"

"If you dare come in, I'll turn you into a pile of minced meat!"

He had barely finished speaking.

A dark figure flickered at the doorway.

Li Haotian stood at the door, tilting his head, looking at the "House of Death" covered with red lines.

"Wow, it's done quite artistically."

He even added a comment.

"It has a postmodern deconstruction style."

The eagle eye's pupils are like an earthquake.

He came in?

When did he arrive?

Why didn't any of the alarms outside go off?

Li Haotian completely ignored his shock and took a step forward, entering the red line area.

Hawkeye's heart leaped into his throat, and he instinctively closed his eyes, bracing himself for the deafening explosion.

However, nothing happened.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

Li Haotian appeared to be playing a children's game called "Crossfire".

His body was contorted in a posture that completely defied ergonomics.

With his left toes touching the ground, he folded his entire body backward and slid through the gap between the two red lines.

Using his waist to generate power, his body moved like a boneless snake, slithering close to the ground and dodging another crisscrossing net of light.

With a front flip, her feet landed precisely on the intersection of the two red lines in mid-air, using the momentum to bounce up again and land in another safe area.

The whole process was so smooth and fast that only a series of afterimages remained.

That's not about hiding.

That was just playing around.

Hawkeye watched as Li Haotian crossed the death trap he was so proud of in less than ten seconds and arrived at the other side of the room.

Unharmed.

"this one?"

Li Haotian patted off imaginary dust from his body, looking utterly disappointed.

"I thought it was some kind of high-tech stuff, but it turns out it's just an infrared dance mat."

"you……"

Hawkeye's brain completely shut down. He dropped the remote control in his hand, raised his rifle, and prepared to fire.

"Don't get excited, buddy."

A voice suddenly came from the corner of the wall to his left.

Hawkeye suddenly turned his head and aimed at the corner of the wall.

"Bang bang bang!"

Bullets shattered the concrete wall, sending debris flying, but the place was deserted.

"Hey, I'm here."

The sound came from the ceiling to his right rear.

Hawkeye, like a startled rabbit, turned his gun around and fired wildly at the ceiling.

"boom--"

A large hole was punched through the ceiling, and stones and steel bars fell down, almost hitting him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, terrible marksmanship."

Li Haotian's voice was full of disdain, and this time, it seemed to ring in his ear.

"I'm on your left."

Hawkeye fired to the left.

"Just kidding, it's right above your head."

Hawkeye fired a shot overhead.

"Actually, it's behind you."

Hawkeye: "Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Hawkeye went completely mad. He held his gun and fired wildly into every corner where people might be hiding, letting out incomprehensible roars.

"come out!"

"Come out here, you idiot!"

[Ventriloquism] is an E-level joke skill in the game that is worth 10 survival points and is considered trash by all players.

The only effect is to make your voice emanate from any coordinate point within a specified 30-meter radius.

Li Haotian stood in the center of the room, watching the top international mercenary frantically attacking thin air like an idiot.

"Click".

A soft sound.

The sound of the bolt being pulled over came from the barrel of the rifle.

We're out of bullets.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence instantly.

Hawkeye was breathing heavily, sweat and tears mingling and streaming down his gunpowder-covered face.

A hand gently patted his shoulder.

Hawkeye's body stiffened abruptly.

He could feel the warmth emanating from that hand.

He slowly, inch by inch, turned his head.

Li Haotian stood behind him, a harmless smile on his face, with a blade of grass he had picked up from who-knows-where dangling from his mouth.

"Dude."

Li Haotian spat out the foxtail grass, his tone very sincere.

"Reloading this slowly would get you kicked out of the room in CrossFire."

"ah--!"

Humiliation and fear completely destroyed Hawkeye's rationality.

He threw away his rifle, pulled a gleaming combat knife from his tactical vest, and with all his might stabbed it into Li Haotian's chest.

This was his last vestige of dignity as a top mercenary.

Then, his knife stopped.

It was pinched between two fingers.

Li Haotian extended his index and middle fingers and casually pinched the tip of the knife, which seemed destined for victory.

"Again?"

Li Haotian frowned, a look of impatience on his face.

He twisted the blade between his fingers slightly.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

The combat knife, made of a special alloy and powerful enough to pierce a bulletproof vest, snapped in two like a fragile cookie.

Hawkeye stared blankly at the broken half of the knife handle in his hand, completely losing the ability to think.

"Bought it on Pinduoduo?"

Li Haotian looked at the broken blade with disgust.

"The quality is terrible, bro."

"Giving you a bad review is me being polite."

He casually tossed the broken blade aside, then raised his hand and gently sliced ​​Hawkeye's nape.

"Thump."

Hawkeye rolled his eyes and collapsed limply like a lump of mud.

Li Haotian glanced at Hawkeye lying on the ground, then at the poison master he had carried in earlier.

He took out his phone and checked the time.

"Yes, it's about time."

He dialed Su Wan's number.

"Hey, my dear logistics minister."

Su Wan's voice was urgent on the other end of the phone: "How's it going on your end? I've already sent Liu Hu over!"

"No, tell him not to come."

Li Haotian quickly stopped him.

"I just finished cleaning here, and it's a bit messy. He'll have to help me mop the floor when he comes."

"and you……"

"I'm fine, perfectly fine."

Li Haotian walked to the window and glanced downstairs.

A huge van, with its hazard lights flashing, stopped in front of the unfinished building.

The vehicle is emblazoned with the three prominent characters "Huolala".

The driver leaned out and looked around.

Li Haotian laughed as he spoke into the phone:

"My car has arrived."

"I'll stop here for now. I'm going to go greet my new employees and get ready to take them to their new company."

He hung up the phone and, like dragging a dead dog, pulled one of them by each hand, dragging the unconscious Hawkeye and the drug addict downstairs.

"Welcome to the company, both of you."

"Our company doesn't offer free meals and accommodation, or the five social insurances and one housing fund... that's definitely not the case."

"But don't worry, if you do well in mining, I'll burn your year-end bonuses into your pockets."