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Huang Xin and Mulan fired almost simultaneously. Before Li Weiwen's finger even touched the trigger, several bullets had already pierced his body. He groaned and fell straight down under the gun barrel, his clothes instantly soaked with warm blood.

Chen Yuanlong witnessed this scene, his pupils suddenly contracted, the flashes of gunfire stung his eyes, and his mind uncontrollably flashed back to the terrifying scene of being frantically chased.

A cold night, hurried footsteps, a deadly gun barrel...

"I remember now!"

"It's him! It's definitely him!!"

Chen Yuanlong pointed at Li Weiwen's corpse, his voice trembling with emotion: "The person who chased me that night was Li Weiwen!"

"I already know." Huang Xin neatly put away his sidearm and took the recorder back from Chen Yuanlong's hand. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

It turns out that all of this was a scheme set up by Lin Long to force Li Weiwen to take action.

Although the plan had many flaws, Huang Xin kept pushing it forward, giving Li Weiwen no chance to think about it.

Therefore, Li Weiwen never realized until his death that he had been set up from the very beginning.

On the other side, inside the villa.

Lin Long keenly sensed the commotion outside the door. His pupils contracted, and he immediately grabbed Yang Baoling's wrist, pulling her behind the wall. At the same time, he swiftly drew a pistol from his waist.

This gun was originally purchased from an arms dealership and intended to be sold to Zhou Hannan, but he kept one as a spare.

This comes in handy right now; after use, he can simply discard it without arousing suspicion that it's his gun.

"Squeak!"

A piercing metallic scraping sound rang out as the villa's solid wood door was kicked open. A group of assassins, guns raised, stormed in menacingly, the dark muzzles of their guns gleaming coldly under the lamplight.

Yang Baoling's pupils contracted sharply in fright, and a short gasp escaped her throat. Just as she was about to shout, Lin Long pulled her into his arms.

Lin Long covered Yang Baoling's mouth tightly with his palm, and with his other hand holding the gun, he raised his index finger to shush her, his eyes filled with a reassuring look.

Yang Baoling looked up at Lin Long, who was so close to her, feeling the warmth of his palm and the strength of his chest. A sense of security welled up in her heart, and her flustered emotions calmed down a little. She nodded obediently.

"Bang!!"

The gunshot suddenly rang out beside her ears, so sharp it almost pierced her eardrums. Yang Baoling froze, instinctively shrinking into Lin Long's arms.

"Bang bang bang!!!"

"Da da da da da!!!"

Lin Long seized the fleeting opportunity and suddenly opened fire. The muzzle flashed, and the assassins at the front screamed and fell to the ground, their blood spreading through the cracks in the floor.

Immediately afterward, the remaining assassins launched a counterattack, with pistol bursts and submachine gun volleys intertwining. A dense barrage of bullets rained down like a storm, striking the wall where Lin Long was hiding, sending stones flying and making a "crackling" sound.

Lin Long put his arm around Yang Baoling's shoulder, lowered his body, and quickly moved her to the second-floor stairwell.

The concrete walls here are hard enough that even if a gunman's submachine gun bullets hit the wall, they can only leave bullet holes of varying depths, but cannot penetrate it.

Taking advantage of the height of the stairs, the two were able to observe the activities on the first floor from above.

"Go! Charge!"

Eric waved his hand at his men behind him with a ferocious expression, his tone full of ruthlessness.

The two gunmen immediately crouched low and rushed toward the stairwell, unaware that they had already fallen into Lin Long's trap.

Lin Long lay prone at the corner of the stairs, his eyes sharp. Once the two men were within firing range, he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two engaged in a close-quarters, unprotected firefight, and Lin Long accurately hit them both, blowing their heads off with two shots.

The gunman let out a muffled groan and tumbled down the stairs, dying instantly.

Enraged by this, Eric slammed his foot on the coffee table beside him and roared, "Useless trash! All of you, get her! We must take down Yang Baoling today!"

After saying that, he shoved his subordinate in front of him and charged upwards toward the stairwell.

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

Taking advantage of the excellent terrain, Lin Long single-handedly blocked the stairwell with just a gun.

His marksmanship isn't top-notch, but with his various physical abilities, his close-range shooting accuracy isn't bad.

Bullets flew like meteors, and three or four more of Eric's men fell, but they still couldn't advance an inch.

"Yang Baoling, you can't escape now!" Eric roared towards the second floor, his voice full of threat, trying to psychologically break down the other party's defenses. At the same time, he secretly winked at one of his men, signaling him to lead his men to go around to the second floor from the other side.

But none of this escaped Lin Long's perception.

The passive skill of keen perception can display the location of every enemy within a 30-meter radius, like a real-time updated tactical map in front of him.

"Let's go somewhere else."

Lin Long gently patted Yang Baoling's shoulder. His voice was low, but his tone was so calm and reassuring.

The two switched places and quickly moved to the second-floor terrace.

"Bang bang bang bang!!!"

The assassin, who was climbing to the second floor, became a sitting duck in mid-air and was shot to death by Lin Long.

Upon hearing the gunshots from upstairs, Eric immediately led his men up the stairs.

Lin Long changed the magazine and then picked up Yang Baoling in a princess carry.

Hold me tight.

"You, ah..." Before Yang Baoling could finish speaking, Lin Long grabbed her and jumped off the second-floor terrace.

Yang Baoling was so frightened that she closed her eyes tightly and clung to Lin Long's neck with both hands.

The wind whistled past her ears, and a feeling of weightlessness washed over her like a tidal wave, making her heart pound in her throat.

The Thousand Blade Ring on Lin Long's finger transformed into a long staff beneath him, which he used to slide down the ground.

The long staff transformed back into the Thousand Blade Ring, and the terrace and the first-floor entrance faced the same direction.

Lin Long fired at the gunmen who hadn't yet rushed into the stairs, killing three more gunmen.

Only four gunmen remained who had been marked by their passive skills.

For Lin Long, it no longer poses a threat.

Yang Baoling sensed the landing, opened her eyes, and looked at Lin Long with admiration.

She finally understood how he could conquer women with just his charm, and even she had fallen for him.

"Oh shit!!"

When Eric reached the second floor and didn't see Lin Long and Yang Baoling's bodies, and heard gunshots behind him, he realized they had already circled around to the ground floor, and couldn't help but curse.

Unexpectedly, the bodyguards Yang Baoling hired were so capable that all twenty-odd gunmen he brought were taken down.

However, things had come to this point, and Eric had no way out but to fight Lin Long.

"Yang Baoling, we can talk."

"As long as you hand over the ledgers, everything can be wiped clean."

Eric stalled for time, buying time for his men who were also coming down from the terrace.

However, while Lin Long jumped off the building easily, it wasn't so easy for them to do so.

They finally managed to slide down using the curtains, but in mid-air, Lin Long shot them one by one, like a target.