You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The two consecutive crushing defeats were like two resounding slaps to the face of the ghost.

The arson at the logistics center was quelled without bloodshed, the foundation of the internet empire was uprooted, and tens of millions of dollars in illicit funds vanished in the blink of an eye.

That man named Lin Chen was like an omnipotent devil, crushing all the methods he was proud of in a way that he couldn't understand at all.

Inside the mobile command vehicle, Ghost was panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot. His former composure and arrogance had vanished, replaced by a kind of madness driven to desperation.

"Lin Chen... Ye Qingcheng..."

He gritted his teeth as he muttered those two names, the resentment in his eyes almost tangible.

"You think you've won just like that?"

"I'll show you what true pain and true despair are!"

He completely abandoned those fancy high-tech methods and used the last move, which was also the simplest and most brutal.

Assassination!

He wanted to use Ye Qingcheng's blood to teach that arrogant Lin Chen a lesson he would never forget!

……

The next day, afternoon.

Inside the Second Ring Road of Beijing, there is an elegant private club.

This is a favorite afternoon tea spot for Beijing's top socialites and wealthy ladies, offering privacy and a tranquil environment.

On the rooftop terrace of the clubhouse, Ye Qingcheng sat alone in the best spot with the best view.

She wore an elegantly tailored white Chanel suit, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, and languidly held a cup of black tea, gazing at the distant cityscape.

The sunlight shone on her stunningly beautiful face, enveloping her in a halo of ethereal beauty, making her breathtakingly gorgeous.

She looked so relaxed and at ease, as if the dramatic business battle of the previous night had never happened.

However, a kilometer away, on the top floor of an unfinished skyscraper.

A sniper, dressed in a ghillie suit and almost blending into the surroundings, is intently locking onto the white figure through a high-powered scope.

He is Ghost's top ace, "Hawkeye".

In his ten years in the business, he has assassinated more than seventy targets without ever failing.

"The target has entered the optimal firing position. The wind speed is 3.2 meters per second, the humidity is 45%, and there is no crosswind."

Hawkeye reported to his superior in a low voice through his headset with extreme calmness.

The crosshairs of the scope landed steadily on Ye Qingcheng's heart.

In his eyes, this woman, who was as beautiful as an angel, was already a dead person.

He could even clearly see her pick up her teacup, part her red lips slightly, and elegantly sip a mouthful of black tea.

It's now!

A murderous glint flashed in Hawkeye's eyes, and with an extremely steady index finger, he slowly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A very faint, muffled sound, reduced to its absolute minimum by a specially made silencer.

A specially modified 12.7mm armor-piercing round spun out of the barrel, tearing through the air with a shrill whistle, and shot at the seemingly fragile white figure with extreme ferocity, covering a distance of a thousand meters at a terrifying speed of three times the speed of sound!

This bullet is powerful enough to pierce the steel plates of a light armored vehicle!

Hawkeye's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile that suggested he had accomplished his mission.

However, the next second, what he saw in the mirror made his smile freeze instantly. He was struck dumb, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

The deadly bullet, capable of destroying everything, did not produce the terrifying scene of blood splattering that he had anticipated the moment it struck Ye Qingcheng's chest.

Ye Qingcheng didn't even flinch!

She maintained her elegant posture while holding the teacup, as if what had struck her was not her body, but an indestructible wall of sighs!

"Ding!"

A very crisp sound, like a coin falling to the ground, rang out.

The deformed armor-piercing projectile seemed to have struck an extremely tough piece of super rubber, and was forcefully bounced off, falling helplessly onto the white floor tiles at Ye Qingcheng's feet. It rolled twice before coming to a stop.

What happened?!

Hawkeye's brain went blank for a moment; he even thought he was hallucinating!

Just then, Ye Qingcheng on the balcony slowly put down the red tea cup in her hand.

She didn't even glance down at the bullet at her feet; she simply patted the spotless white suit on her chest, as if she were just brushing off a speck of dust that didn't even exist.

Then, she raised her head, and her usually aloof phoenix eyes pierced through a thousand meters, looking with extreme precision in the direction where Eagle Eye was hiding.

That look in his eyes was cold and contemptuous, filled with indifference towards ants.

It's as if it's saying: That's all?

boom!

Hawkeye felt his entire worldview being completely overturned and collapsed at this moment!

He had been an assassin for ten years and had never seen anything so bizarre or terrifying!

This is not human!

This is the devil!

An intense, soul-deep fear instantly consumed all his reason.

He didn't even have time to think about why this was happening; his only thought was: escape! Escape immediately! Get as far away from this monster as possible!

He frantically began disassembling the multi-million dollar heavy sniper rifle, preparing to immediately evacuate this place that had terrified him.