Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 58 - 57 Sniping Is There No Justice in This World

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58: Chapter 57: Sniping, Is There No Justice in This World?

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58: Chapter 57: Sniping, Is There No Justice in This World?

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“Heroes have emerged from youths since ancient times; young man, we truly owe you a great deal this time.”

This time, Councilman Sun hardly seemed like someone who held a high office.

He also showed no trace of retaining his composure.

Grasping Zhou Ping’an’s hand, he shook it vigorously, nearly bursting into tears.

In fact, this behavior was more fitting for his identity.

His own beloved daughter had nearly been abducted right before a crowd.

If she hadn’t been rescued.

It’s unimaginable how tragic the events that might have unfolded could have been.

At this moment, he was just an ordinary father who loved his child, unable to fully express his immense gratitude.

“It was all thanks to Inspector Tang’s effective command and your daughter’s tremendous luck.

I merely fulfilled my duty as an ordinary officer, which hardly counts as a merit,” Zhou Ping’an modestly replied.

“Good, if everyone were as dedicated to their duties as you, why should we fear unrest in Dongjiang or the decline of Zhuxia…” said Councilman Sun, deeply moved.

“Little Tang, your father doesn’t want you to come home, but I beg to differ.

When you’re free, come visit Uncle Sun’s house; your aunt always thinks of you.

Oh, and Xiao Zhou can also come…

This time, I’ve realized that there’s nothing better than having one’s skills.

If Xiao Li could have even a tenth of your skills, she wouldn’t have been so powerless against the kidnappers.

Uncle Sun thinks that perhaps it would be fortunate if my daughter could learn some self-defense techniques from you as her mentor.”

“This…”

Zhou Ping’an was greatly moved, thinking to himself how clever this man was.

Within a few sentences, not only had he cultivated a closer relationship but he had also made a promise, and he even managed to secure a “free bodyguard” for his daughter.

He achieved so many objectives.

And his words were rather pleasing.

Not at all offensive.

One can only say,

successful people may have many flaws,

but they definitely possess unique advantages that ordinary people do not.

[Many hands make light work.]

There was no need to go against his wishes.

It was a mutually beneficial arrangement.

This was indeed a good thing.

He was just about to agree,

when Zhou Ping’an’s expression suddenly changed.

Grasping Councilman Sun’s right hand, he gently pulled it upwards.

and hoisted the middle-aged man off his feet…

At the same time, he stepped aside and spun around, swapping their positions.

“Thud…”

A muffled sound rang out.

A nearby white car’s door now exhibited an explosive, bowl-sized gash.

Looking through the smoke-filled tear, the car’s couch was shredded, and the small white car itself shook violently.

“Enemy attack!”

“There’s a sniper…”

“Take cover…”

“Thud…”

A black-clad bodyguard, shouting as he threw himself in front of Councilman Sun, was still in mid-air when his head burst open.

Meanwhile, Zhou Ping’an pulled Councilman Sun to another position.

His face twitched and his eyes showed slight panic…

“Everyone, take cover and don’t show your heads,” Zhou Ping’an roared.

By now it was clear.

The initial hostage-taking team was not just three people.

Maybe it was four, or maybe five.

Of course, there could be even more.

But no matter how many there were,

the sniper who suddenly attacked was very patient.

He didn’t strike when the man with the fox’s face died…

He didn’t strike when Zhou Ping’an crushed the man with the mantis’s neck…

Even when the man with the leopard print face was slain, the hostages were rescued, and everyone relaxed and let down their guards, he still didn’t strike.

His objective had always been clear: he was waiting for “a big fish” to make an appearance.

“Once and for all, take out Councilman Sun.”

At that moment, he had chosen the perfect location, high above the street, with an unobstructed view.

Under the barrel of a true sharpshooter, the multitude of ordinary people below were just ants—lambs to the slaughter.

To kill however one wished.

If that sniper wasn’t taken down within a short period,

the situation would turn very ugly.

If another enemy or two suddenly attacked from the flanks, I’m afraid it wouldn’t be easy for anyone around him to survive.

Zhou Ping’an dropped a remark, pulling Councilman Sun behind the car while he himself leapt up, his form like a tiger descending the mountains, bounding and rushing forward.

Where his feet landed, rocks splintered…

Ten steps in a breath, a lotus blooming with each step.

He couldn’t care about shocking or horrifying the world.

Nor could he care about the hidden dangers of using the “Karmic Fire Red Lotus Visualization Method” in combat.

A loud blast resounded in Zhou Ping’an’s mind, igniting a blood-red flame.

As his brow prickled with pain and itchiness, everything in front of him slowed down.

He could even sense that in the next moment, an unstoppable elongated armor-piercing bullet would penetrate his skull.

“This is, they’ve already set their sights on me…”

“Perhaps, they don’t believe my earlier prediction about the sniper and want to test again, whether it was just luck.”

“Bang…”

As the first bullet, accompanied by a flash of Zhou Ping’an’s figure, whizzed past his ear, shattering a nearby decorative tree.

As the tree burst apart, Zhou Ping’an could even feel the scorching breath curling his temples.

“Bang!”

Less than two seconds later, a second bullet swept past Zhou Ping’an’s chest side.

Smashing the roadside flowerbed…

Screams erupted all around.

Clearly, people had realized exactly what was going on.

The sniper bullets’ power was terrifying; whatever they hit would burst open.

Zhou Ping’an also had no confidence in withstanding the impact of even a single bullet.

Even if he disregarded his bodily harm and forcedly activated the “Purifying Lotus Body” again, he couldn’t withstand such armor-piercing rounds.

The moment he took a hit, the inside of his body would definitely turn to mush.

Not to mention taking a bullet to the head.

If his skull didn’t burst like a smashed watermelon, it could only mean his skull was excessively hard.

From the choice of targets of the two bullets, it was evident that the opposing sniper was growing impatient and gradually losing confidence in his firearm.

Moreover, he had almost confirmed that the young man, running madly and approaching at a speed not like that of humans, indeed possessed some kind of ability to sense deadly danger just a bit beforehand.

And could rely on his superior agility to dodge just enough distance ahead of time,

Avoiding the bullets’ shots.

“Is there no justice left?”

“This is too bullying.”

The man in the butterfly mask in room 0712 at Binjiang Restaurant was already drenched in sweat, large beads falling from his forehead.

Watching a figure about eight hundred meters away rushing towards him like a bolt of lightning.

Faintly, he could hear roars that vibrated through the mountains and forests.

There was also an almost tangible stench of blood appearing in his mind.

For the first time, he lost confidence in his marksmanship.

The stability of his hands, usually solid as a rock, also trembled slightly.

“Should I run, or continue?”

Seeing the man in the tattered white shirt approaching the building.

And leaping up in a bound, his movements rippling like dragons and snakes, he kicked against the outer wall and suddenly burst onto the second floor.

That wasn’t all.

Upon reaching the second floor, Zhou Ping’an didn’t stop but placed his hand on the window frame, flipped over in one move, and was already on the third-floor platform.

“It’s too late.”

The desperation and ferocity flashed through the eyes of the man in the butterfly mask.

Suddenly, he pointed his gun downwards.

In that moment, he even forgot to aim…

Relying on the absolute gun sense developed from firing countless bullets, he fired the trigger without thinking.

“Go to hell…”

I just don’t believe it.

You can dodge a sniper shot on flat ground using movement technique and crisis sense,

But hanging from a window ledge, leaping into mid-air, you can still dodge?