The wharf here is very spacious, with the farthest high-rise building a full 900 meters away.
And only from this angle could the shot have been fired, leaving only one place.
Ying Zijin’s eyes swept lightly, quickly determining the sniper’s location and the model of the equipment used.
GH34.
This equipment had been sold on the hidden section of the NOK forum, but it hadn’t been officially released to the outside world yet.
Its range is longer than that of the AS50, but it’s lighter and more powerful.
Destroying a large cruise ship would be a piece of cake for it.
Ying Zijin’s expression remained unchanged as she drew a small, delicate silver piece of equipment from her waist.
She had assembled it herself on that small island in the Pacific Ocean.
Later, Rita Bevin brought her plenty of new materials, and she reassembled it.
In some respects, her views were consistent with Yun Shan’s.
If equipment can solve the problem, why go to the trouble of using ancient martial arts?
Ying Zijin pulled the trigger, aiming in the direction the bullet was coming from. She too fired a shot.
The next second, there was a loud "bang"!
The impact of the two forces came together, shaking even the ground.
The sudden attack startled the assistant.
He slipped and almost fell but managed to protect the box in his hands.
Although these materials were not worth a fortune, they were biochemically active and could explode upon contact with an open flame.
Ying Zijin’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she suddenly said, "Get down."
Without thinking, the assistant immediately crouched down with his head in his hands.
The very moment he crouched—
A ’whoosh’ of another attack passed right over his head.
The assistant could feel a wave of heat rush towards him, causing a severe burning sensation on his scalp.
If he had been a second slower, he would have been shot in the head.
The assistant was terrified.
Herwen held a unique status, and the O continent was chaotic.
Having followed Herwen for a long time, the assistant had encountered several attacks big and small and was almost accustomed to it.
But this time, he truly hadn’t expected it.
"On your six, by the coast, there’s a large rock," said Ying Zijin in a calm tone. "Go there and don’t come out."
The assistant immediately turned to look and sure enough, beside a fishing boat, there was a rock taller than a person.
He ran towards it without hesitation.
As he ran, the attacks continued.
"Bang!"
However, at such a distance, and with the fog and high humidity at night, this time the shot missed by quite a bit.
Footsteps were heard.
Ying Zijin turned and eyed the people getting off the truck, her gaze ice-cold.
This was a squad of mercenaries.
The Four Great Financial Groups of the O continent all cultivated plenty of such mercenaries for their convenience in handling many things.
The leader of the mercenaries glanced indifferently at the girl in the black hooded shirt, frowning as he clearly couldn’t see her face.
But he didn’t take her seriously.
There were thirty mercenaries in their squad, and all had joined the Hidden Alliance. They were hunters—could they not handle a single girl?
"Go," the leading mercenary commanded, pointing towards the assistant. "Take the package he’s carrying and finish him off."
However, before they could act on their plan, it was foiled.
They had barely taken a step when their shoulders were seized by a hand.
Then, they were thrown to the ground.
They were knocked out cold in an instant!
The mercenaries were in shock as they hadn’t even seen how the girl approached.
She had been fifty meters away, but now, not even three seconds had passed.
The girl’s speed in that moment had surpassed the Guinness World Record for 50 meters.
Only one thought was left in the leader’s mind—
Ancient martial artist!
Only an ancient martial artist could possess such speed!
They had provoked an ancient martial artist!
But it was too late to run now.
In just another instant, the second mercenary went down as well.
Ying Zijin held the leading mercenary by the throat with one hand.
Her words were fierce, yet her tone was flat and emotionless, without even a ripple, "Seeking death."
The leading mercenary’s head buzzed, his head throbbed with blood, his face turned beet red, and he struggled to breathe.
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