I'm a professional villain actor; my fans are begging me not to kill them.

After reporting the crime to the police, Bai Ye returned to the film set in a good mood, the four medals in his shirt pocket jingling, making him even happier.

He believed that after reporting the incident to the police, even if he couldn't confirm Angkor's identity, he would definitely take action. At that time, no matter who this mysterious Angkor was, he would be thoroughly investigated.

This guy dares to show murderous intent towards him? Let him talk to the gun in the police's hand!

Murderous intent is none of my business.

Bai Ye hummed a song as she walked briskly towards the hotel.

He was certain that his report had drawn the attention of the police. Regardless of whether Wu Ge was Fan Ye or not, his obvious murderous intent and unusual behavior were enough to prompt the police to investigate further.

Thinking of the scene of Angkor being taken away by the police for investigation, Bai Ye couldn't help but smile.

However, just as he was about to turn into the relatively quiet alley leading to the hotel's main entrance, he suddenly felt a pang of fear, very suddenly, without any warning.

A sudden pang of heart palpitation made Bai Ye frown and reach out to cover his chest.

After calming down and the palpitations subsided, Bai Ye continued walking forward.

A dark figure suddenly appeared behind a tree in the distance, and Bai Ye stopped in his tracks alertly.

Just then, an unprecedented, bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped him!

Bai Ye was extremely familiar with this aura; it was a chilling killing intent.

Someone wants to kill him!

Almost instantly, Bai Ye knew who wanted to kill him—Brother Wu.

Repeated provocations broke his defenses and also aroused his murderous intent.

When Bai Ye saw the dark figure raise his hand, his mind almost stopped for a moment. Wu Ge actually had a gun!

Holy crap! How do these people even do their jobs?!

This is the middle of the city! How could he possibly still have a gun?!

Bai Ye didn't have time to curse anymore; he only had one thought in his mind—to get away!

Can he dodge the bullets?

The answer is no; once a gun is fired, no one can dodge a bullet.

Unless there's a cheat code.

Almost a primal, instinctive reaction, completely outpacing the speed of thought, [Disaster Always One Step Behind You] instantly took over Bai Ye's body!

Bai Ye suddenly twisted his body to the right and lowered his shoulders, the movement was extremely small but as fast as a ghost.

Just as his body tilted to the side.

"Bang!"

A muffled gunshot shattered the stillness of the night, and a scorching bullet, accompanied by a sharp whistle, struck Bai Ye precisely.

The bullet, which was originally intended to hit the head, struck Bai Ye in the chest instead because of his twisting motion.

The excruciating pain and the brush with death instantly brought Bai Ye to his senses, igniting the fury within him.

"Hold!"

Bai Ye let out a low roar, choosing not to fight head-on, but instead pushing the [Calm and Composed] skill to its limit. His feet seemed to be greased, and with an extremely tricky side slide, he used the debris piled up in the alley and the shadows of the walls to blend into the thick night like a drop of ink.

He didn't choose a straight route to escape, but instead used a complex network of corners, trees, and trash cans as cover, launching his escape with both speed and composure.

Bai Ye clutched his chest and vanished into the darkness in an instant.

Damn it, this Angkor is 100% Fan Ye!

He even had a gun!

What are those "Black Dragon Eighteen Hands" techniques? They're nothing compared to a pistol.

Seven steps away, the gun is fast; within seven steps, the gun is both fast and accurate, and only an idiot can get the shot.

Bai Ye heard hurried footsteps behind him and his heart sank. He knew that Fan Ye had caught up with him.

He was calm and collected, and Fan Ye was also a master of tracking and investigation; neither of them was any worse than the other.

Bai Ye felt a sudden toothache. Damn it, wasn't Fan Ye supposed to be extremely calm and retreat immediately after failing to succeed? How come he chased after him?

That's incredibly impulsive!

Bai Ye was speechless for a moment, then could only run wildly, plunging into the alley. He never stopped in one direction for more than half a second, and his escape route was S-shaped.

"Bang!"

Fan Ye fired another shot.

It hit the wall next to Bai Ye, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Bai Ye was startled and mustered all her strength to escape.

Fan Ye became ruthless, and while chasing, he pulled out a second gun, making him a dual-gun Fan Ye.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of gunshots rang out, sending Bai Ye scattering in all directions.

He had already decided to kill Bai Ye. How dare a mere actor humiliate him like this? This person must die.

The continuous noise startled the people around, but no one dared to come out and see what was happening. The city had been hurt too deeply by Fan Ye.

Zheng Yi, who was chasing after them from a distance to make the arrest, felt his heart pounding. His mouth was dry. "Quick! Fan Ye has started committing murder again!"

"Sound the sirens!"

The police hesitated. Would turning on the siren at this moment alert Fan Ye and cause him to escape again?

"Immediately!" Zheng Yi roared.

Woo woo wa~

The sirens pierced the night sky, sounding particularly shrill.

"Damn it!!" Fan Ye cursed under his breath, knowing that he absolutely could not stay here any longer. Bai Ye's reaction and disappearance proved that the other party had been alerted long ago, and might even have called the police.

The gunshots would inevitably alert those nearby. He stopped chasing Bai Ye, turned around without hesitation, and ran wildly along the route he had planned beforehand, like a frightened wild beast.

The footsteps behind him disappeared, and Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Fan Ye had given up chasing him. The police acted quickly enough; thank you, officers.

Although there were no footsteps behind him, Bai Ye didn't dare to stop, in case this guy ambushed him.

Only after running into the mall and observing in the mirror that no one was following him did Bai Ye breathe a sigh of relief. He clutched his chest, panting heavily.

This was the closest he ever came to death.

Only then did he feel the pain in his chest. Bai Ye touched his aching chest, but there was no blood.

Bai Ye paused for a moment, then pulled out four medals from his chest pocket. Three of them were pierced by bullets, with the bullet embedded in the fourth medal.

To make things easier, he tied the four medals together, making a jingling sound when he walked. He used to complain about it, but now those four medals have saved his life.

"Hello, officer, I need to report a crime! I've spotted Fan Ye..."

Upon receiving the report, Zheng Yi rushed over immediately. The moment he saw Bai Ye, his brows furrowed involuntarily; the intense criminal aura emanating from this man was almost tangible.

"Did you call the police?"

Bai Ye nodded. "Fan Ye fired a shot at me, hitting my medal..."

Zheng Yi, wearing gloves, carefully accepted the medal, his pupils shrinking.

A deflated bullet was embedded in the medal, just a hair's breadth away from piercing it.

"Check his wounds."

Just as Bai Ye was about to refuse, a policewoman roughly tore open his clothes, revealing his bruised chest.

white night:"……"

Wow, so cool!

The policewoman reached out and pressed down. "Nothing serious, you're lucky."

Zheng Yi nodded. "Tell me about the situation."

Fan Ye escaped, and the police were unable to catch him. Bai Ye, as the first person involved, became the focus of questioning.

"I probably know where he's going to run."