CHAPTER 572: CHAPTER 536: THE GUN GOD

Paul, ranked second on the Underworld’s most wanted list, was known as the Gun God.

The intelligence agency of country Y had classified him as a level X dangerous individual, and he himself had accomplished many feats that could be considered miraculous.

In the Underworld, Paul maintained one record, that being none of the targets he assassinated ever survived!

And now, he was about to assassinate Wu Li.

Exiting from the back courtyard of the Martial Arts Hall was an exceptionally quiet street with no vehicles or pedestrians, and the lighting on both sides of the road was somewhat dim.

Despite wearing a dozen or so pounds of a bullet-proof vest, Wu Li’s speed was still astonishingly fast, slowly closing in on the figure ahead.

Closer inspection revealed that the person ahead was a tall Caucasian, and according to system detection, it was clear that the stranger was a highly skilled military combatant, with three of his combat skills reaching Master Level.

As he approached the man, Wu Li stretched out his right hand to grab at the man’s neck.

Suddenly, the Caucasian felt a brightness on the back of his neck, his hair stood on end, and he immediately tensed his neck, spinning around.

Swoosh!

A streak of blade light flashed past, as the man held a military saber and turned to slash at Wu Li’s right arm.

The timing of this move was impeccable, combining with Wu Li’s momentum as if he had deliberately run into the military saber.

However, Wu Li instantly stopped in his tracks and flipped his right hand, slapping the saber with his palm.

Bang!

The military saber was knocked out of the man’s hands by Wu Li’s palm strike, and the Caucasian’s eyes were filled with shock, probably having never seen someone’s strike be so fast, control over their body so strong, and their power so immense!

But his psychological quality was obviously very strong, knowing that retreating now would only lead to a faster death, so after his saber was knocked away, he stepped forward and threw a punch at Wu Li’s throat.

Such an attack of course posed no threat to Wu Li, and just as he was about to capture the man, he suddenly stepped to the side.

Bang!

A bullet hit the ground, creating a bullet hole.

It was at that moment, Paul had fired.

This shot instantly elevated the level of caution in Wu Li’s heart, for he had not sensed the slightest hostility or killing intent beforehand!

Had it not been for his exchange for Void yesterday, and his Divine Value reaching a critical value, he might have noticed the shot a bit later. And being just a bit later, he would have already made his move against the Caucasian, making it much harder to dodge the bullet, and perhaps he would have been shot.

"Is there really someone in this world who can hide their hostility and killing intent so well when firing a shot?"

A doubt arose in Wu Li’s heart, and he summoned all his concentration.

Meanwhile, Paul was somewhat surprised that his shot had not hit Wu Li.

It should be known that at a distance of 1000 meters, he had never missed before, because at that distance he could almost perfectly control his mind, preventing those with extremely sensitive sixth senses from detecting his sniping in advance. Yet now, for the first time, he had missed.

"No wonder he’s called the World’s No.1!"

Paul was suddenly filled with a strong desire to fight. He had dominated the Underworld for many years, never been defeated, and if he could kill the World’s No.1 expert today, it would be a new peak in his life!

With that thought, Paul slightly turned the muzzle of his gun and fired again.

In the distance, Wu Li dodged to the side, avoiding both the bullet and the punch from the Caucasian man. This man’s reflexes were also incredibly fast; the sudden sniper fire didn’t affect his assault at all. With his left hand, he drew a dagger from his waist and thrust it toward Wu Li’s midsection.

Just as Wu Li was about to reach out and grab the man’s wrist, he paused and took a step back.

Bang!

Another bullet hit the ground, and the Caucasian’s dagger missed its mark.

The Caucasian didn’t mind and continued his ferocious attack. His movements were concise and clear, filled with a sense of aggression—undoubtedly military killing technique.

However, if it were just him alone, even with a dagger in his hand, he wouldn’t survive more than three moves against Wu Li. Unfortunately, there was Paul in the distance constantly shooting. Every time Wu Li prepared to counter, a bullet would arrive just in time to disrupt his movement, forcing him to retreat.

For a gunman, if an enemy and a teammate were engaged in close combat together, it would normally be impossible to open fire for fear of accidentally hitting a teammate. However, this limitation seemed to not exist at all for Paul.

Not only did the Caucasian’s close combat with Wu Li not hinder Paul’s shooting but he even managed to coordinate with the Caucasian’s attacks to hugely restrain Wu Li. Such spear technique was nothing short of divine!

Moreover, because Paul could conceal his hostility and murderous intent, it shortened Wu Li’s reaction time, momentarily putting him at a passive.

Bang!

Wu Li dodged another shot and suddenly exhaled and voiced out.

"Still!"

Whoosh!

Hearing this sound, the Caucasian’s body seemed to be electrified, his blood and qi fluctuating, and his movement hesitated for an instant.

This move was a special sound strike technique that Wu Li had demonstrated during his confrontation with Sword Saint Nakakino Osamu—a control technique effective against those who had not achieved great success in Bone Marrow Body Training, temporarily shaking the opponent’s blood and qi.

Although Nakakino Osamu had achieved perfection in Bone Marrow long ago, his old age and frail body had been slightly stirred by Wu Li’s move. Wu Li, not wanting to take advantage of the situation, had refrained from using this sound strike kung fu during their fight.

But now, in a life-and-death battle, Wu Li naturally held nothing back. A sound strike caused the Caucasian, who had never practiced Bone Marrow Body Training, to slow down for an instant. And in front of Wu Li, that instant was tantamount to death.

Crack!

Wu Li moved like lightning, smashing a punch into the Caucasian’s throat, then immediately stepped back to dodge another bullet.

Having dealt with the Caucasian, Wu Li faced no more obstacles. His figure flashed as he ran straight towards where Paul was located!

Paul, watching this scene through his sniper scope, remained unfazed and continued to shoot calmly.

On the desolate street, Wu Li sped along, using the Swimming Dragon Body Method, occasionally shifting left and right to dodge bullets.

As the distance closed, Paul’s shooting frequency increased, and bullets took less time to reach their target due to the reduced range. However, Wu Li’s perception of Paul’s murderous intent became clearer, allowing him to still avoid Paul’s sniping.

When Wu Li entered within three hundred meters distance, Paul decisively abandoned the sniper rifle, picked up an assault rifle beside him, and continued to shoot at Wu Li.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The assault rifle’s rate of fire was naturally much higher than that of a sniper rifle, and Wu Li’s pressure increased instantly. The most apparent difference was that a simple dodge was no longer sufficient. He had to make continuous shifts in direction because Paul could fire several shots in a moment, blocking several positions and even predicting his movements in advance.

Paul, with one rifle, managed to create a fire suppression net, sometimes forcing Wu Li to take cover behind vehicles and street lamps on the road.

An assault rifle, almost used by him to the point of perfection.

Gunman Paul was not only skilled with a sniper rifle but with all firearms!