Fengyun Tianxia

Speaking of which, Fengyun Tianxia actually bent down and began to unlace his military boots!

The expressions of the burly man and the woman behind him changed drastically, and the woman couldn't help but let out a low cry: "Boss!"

Fengyun Tianxia did not turn his head, his voice calm: "Do as I say."

His movements were neither slow nor hurried, and could even be described as composed, as if he were simply doing something perfectly ordinary. The soaked shoelaces were not easy to undo, but he was very patient.

Cheng Shuili watched with cold eyes, the sense of something being wrong in her heart growing ever stronger.

For the sake of buying the coating?

Cheng Shuili did not believe it.

Did you not see the team just now? They were invited in for a fair trade, yet they insisted on resorting to force.

To be able to bend and stretch to this degree... what they are plotting must be immense.

What to do?

Naturally, strike first to gain the advantage!

Compared to putting herself in a dangerous position, Cheng Shuili preferred to attack first.

Even if it were a mistake, she had the strength to cover for it!

Her voice was sharp and quick: "Ailin! Shoot the hand he is using to untie his shoelaces! Xinxue! Spray fire at the two behind him!"

The order was given without warning!

Fengyun Tianxia's pupils contracted sharply. He had not expected Cheng Shuili to be so decisive. His right hand, currently unlacing his boots, suddenly tried to retract, while his left hand subconsciously reached for the weapon hidden at his waist—

But Ailin's bullet had already arrived!

"Bang!"

A crisp gunshot rang out!

The high-speed rotating bullet accurately struck Fengyun Tianxia's right hand just as it touched the shoelace!

This shot definitely connected, and the impact made his entire arm tremble violently, forcing his body back two steps.

But strangely... no wound appeared.

Almost simultaneously!

"Da-da-da-da—!"

Although Xinxue's marksmanship was terrible, she followed orders. The submachine gun in her hands fired without hesitation, spraying bullets wildly at the area where the burly man and the woman were standing! Bullets poured out like water, causing mud and water to splash everywhere and gravel to fly!

This sudden, dense covering fire, although most of it hit thin air, successfully forced the two of them into a miserable state as they dove to the ground to find cover, completely unable to coordinate with Fengyun Tianxia in the first instance!

The woman's exclamation and the burly man's roar were drowned out by the gunfire.

Cheng Shuili's gaze, however, remained fixed on the spot where Fengyun Tianxia had just been hit by the bullet. Ailin was equally stunned, subconsciously looking at Cheng Shuili, waiting for her next order.

Cheng Shuili told her to continue shooting without hesitation!

One shot, two shots; the bullets collided with Fengyun Tianxia's body, but it was as if they had sunk into a quagmire. Aside from the recoil of the bullets, nothing else had any effect on him!

This terrifying scene left everyone in the warehouse unable to look away.

The bullets had clearly hit, yet not even a white mark was left! The impact had indeed made him retreat, but that was all! This was not a level of defense a human should have!

Fengyun Tianxia steadied himself. The mask of sincerity and helplessness on his face vanished completely, replaced by a cold, inhuman indifference.

He shook his right arm, which had been hit by the bullets in succession. The movement was fluid and without any stiffness, as if the impact, which would have broken a normal person's arm, had been nothing more than a gentle breeze.

"Tsk."

He let out an ambiguous click of his tongue, sounding like regret, or perhaps mockery.

"As expected, it wasn't that easy to succeed."

The burly man and the woman behind him also calmed down from their initial panic. Although they were still hiding behind cover, the terror was gone from their faces, replaced only by the cold sharpness of a task being hindered.

"Special equipment? Or some kind of item?" Cheng Shuili's voice remained calm as she analyzed the situation, while simultaneously raising a hand to stop Ailin and Xinxue from firing further.

That was just a waste of bullets, and all three of these people were likely not right.

Fengyun Tianxia ignored Cheng Shuili's self-talk and made no further attempt at pretense. His gaze locked onto Cheng Shuili like a scanner, "Angry Crow Takes Flight... today is your death day."

Cheng Shuili's heart sank, but her face revealed nothing: "Oh? It seems you came specifically for me. Who sent you? What is the objective?"

"The dying have no need to know so much." Fengyun Tianxia slowly raised his left hand and pulled a dagger from his lower back: "I originally wanted to get closer for a sneak attack. Since you aren't cooperating... then we can only fight head-on."

Before Fengyun Tianxia's words had even faded, he was already like an arrow released from a bow, violently kicking the ground and charging forward!

The ground soaked with mud and water seemed unable to provide any resistance to him, and the speed he burst out with far exceeded common imagination, almost dragging out an afterimage. The dagger in his hand tore through the humid air, bringing with it a sharp whistle as it thrust straight for Cheng Shuili's throat.

Ailin's reaction was extremely fast. The muzzle of her gun instantly tracked Fengyun Tianxia's trajectory, and bullets fired in a string!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets accurately struck Fengyun Tianxia's back and shoulder blades, making a dull sound like striking cured leather. The impact caused his forward momentum to stall slightly, and his clothes were torn, revealing the abnormal, bloodless skin underneath, but it still failed to cause any substantial damage; not even a single drop of blood was seen.

Xinxue also turned her muzzle, but did not dare to fire. Her aim was poor, and this Fengyun Tianxia was not afraid of bullets, but their boss was!

Xinxue was so frustrated she laughed at herself, then turned her muzzle back toward the woman and the burly man outside.

Cheng Shuili had retreated rapidly the moment Fengyun Tianxia charged. She had no trace of panic, her eyes sharp as an eagle's as she steadily drew the Night Hunt while moving back.

How could items and equipment have such an effect?

Or rather, even if there were items and equipment with such effects, how could this person have had no reputation at all before this!

He should have had a place on the Wealth Leaderboard!

And... judging from the speed he just burst out with, he was definitely not weak! How could such a player need the ticket that was the Master of Slacking?

This person revealed weirdness from head to toe, but there was no time left for Cheng Shuili to ponder.

In a flash of lightning, the cold glint of the dagger was already before her eyes!

Cheng Shuili stepped back to steady her center of gravity, and the Night Hunt long blade in her hand slashed violently from bottom to top, accurately parrying the wrist Fengyun Tianxia was holding the dagger with.

The angle of this strike was tricky, intended to force him to withdraw the move or change his stance.

However, Fengyun Tianxia did not dodge or parry. He flipped his wrist, and the dagger actually slammed straight into the blade of the Night Hunt.

"Clang—!"

A harsh sound of metal clashing rang out, and sparks flew.

Cheng Shuili felt a massive force come from the blade, making the webbing between her thumb and index finger go numb, and her feet could not help but retreat another half step. She was horrified; the opponent's strength far exceeded her estimates, and that dagger was definitely not a common item; clashing head-on with the Night Hunt had caused it no damage at all.

But...

When it came to strength, who could compare to her, the Rank One?!

Cheng Shuili advanced instead of retreating. She flipped her wrist, the Night Hunt changing from a slash to a hack, and with a sharp whistle that tore through the air, she swung it heavily toward Fengyun Tianxia's head.

Fengyun Tianxia still did not dodge or parry, instead bracing the dagger horizontally, choosing to take the hit head-on!