"It really is a sniper rifle!"
Looking at the bulletproof helmet that had flown a distance, a bullet was stuck in it after piercing through.
But that was, after all, equipment ordered by the US Drug Enforcement Bureau; its bulletproof performance naturally wouldn't be too bad.
Although the sniper rifle bullet left a hole in the helmet, it failed to completely penetrate it.
Hunter glanced at it, his now increasingly rich knowledge related to firearms and bullets...
...allowed him to immediately judge that it was a 7.62mm caliber sniper rifle bullet.
"Strange, who on earth wants me dead?"
Finding himself targeted, with someone even trying to snipe him right from the start...
Besides the initial immense anger caused by lingering fear...
...as his heart rate accelerated and his blood pumped faster...
...he actually felt a bit of excitement and thrill in addition to the anger.
This kind of stimulating life was exactly what Hunter was pursuing now.
As for who was targeting him, he couldn't guess for the time being.
Speaking of people Hunter had offended!
In the short three or four months since he transmigrated, there really were quite a few.
Vince, Dominic's former brother, was clearly one of them.
But his hands and feet had been broken by Hunter before, and he was still recuperating.
Besides, Hunter didn't think Vince could possess this kind of marksmanship.
Although it couldn't be ruled out that after his brother Slant was killed by him, Vince suspected Hunter and thus hired a professional killer.
But this possibility was, after all, too small.
Steve died at Hunter's hands, and Charlie Clock, Playboy Rob, and the Black man Left Ear were all killed by him.
Lyle was just a feeble scumbag; although his computer skills were good...
Hunter didn't think he had the courage or the means.
"Could it be Stanfield?"
In Hunter's mind, he couldn't help but think of that person whose whereabouts were unknown.
But soon, he shook his head and denied it.
Stanfield indeed hadn't been caught by the FBI yet, and Hunter also felt that the former rogue cop from the Los Angeles Narcotics Bureau, who had been miserably framed by him, should have already fled the US.
But how could Stanfield target him?
After all, strictly speaking, they didn't actually 'know' each other.
"Who could it be?"
As for the Russian Gang that Hunter had offended in order to save Tali, he didn't even consider them.
After fleeing back to Los Angeles with Tali, although he was subsequently targeted by the FBI...
For a long time, Hunter didn't have the energy to pay attention to that Russian Gang entrenched in Boston City.
But after resolving the threat from the FBI, he had time to accompany Tali.
It was then that Hunter carefully investigated the Russian Gang in Boston.
The results were beyond his expectations; while searching for news about the gangs in Boston using a search engine on the internet...
He actually found news about Moscow Nights being closed by the Boston police and the Russian Gang that once dominated there being wiped out in an attack.
And looking at the time, it actually happened within a few days after Hunter and Tali fled Boston City.
Therefore, he guessed that the former Black agent Robert, who had transformed into 'the avenger', must have made a move.
Hunter just didn't expect that even after he had taken Tali away...
That man was still drawn into the plot of [the avenger], becoming a dark hero who punished evil and promoted good.
Not to mention that when Hunter stayed at the Moscow Nights hotel in Boston City, he not only wore a disguise but also used fake identity information.
The mere fact that the Russian Gang once entrenched in Boston City had already been wiped out...
...made it impossible for them to find someone to snipe him.
"So, who on earth is it?"
Carefully hiding behind the car, he didn't show his head for a long time.
Hunter stayed patient; after confirming someone was aiming to snipe him, he began a contest of patience with the opponent.
He knew very well that this vicinity was a residential area with several mid-to-high-end neighborhoods.
After the gunshots rang out, someone would definitely hear them and call the police.
Whether that guy was a forgotten enemy or a professional assassin hired to deal with Hunter...
He believed that after realizing they couldn't take him down in a short time, they would definitely retreat first.
In fact, it was exactly as Hunter had guessed.
Hundreds of meters away, on the roof of a luxury apartment building.
A voluptuous woman wearing black tight leather clothes, her beautiful figure fully revealed, raised an eyebrow.
At the same time, she murmured in a low voice: "I was doubting earlier if the information the Company gave me this time was wrong."
"I didn't expect that the Company didn't make a mistake after all; that young and handsome asian guy really isn't simple."
"Maybe those previous assassination cases were really all done by him."
The sexy and voluptuous woman looked through the scope of her sniper rifle.
She confirmed that her target this time, that young and handsome asian guy, was still hiding behind the car.
The opponent was very cautious, and it was clear he was no ordinary person.
He was hiding in her sniper blind spot, to the point that even a top assassin like her from the Company...
...after missing that first shot when he should have been most caught off guard, which should have sniped him directly...
...the opponent was now focused on hiding, playing a game of patience with her.
And to be honest, she really couldn't afford to play along.
She had just fired two shots in a row; the gunshots must have traveled and would likely attract a lot of attention.
Regardless of whether someone called the police, she knew it was time for her to leave.
At that moment, the woman lightly pressed her earpiece.
Soon, another woman's voice came through.
"Is the mission complete, Jane?"
The woman took one last look through the scope at that ford mustang.
Then she answered casually: "No, the information from the Company was fine."
"The target is a tough character. I was about four hundred meters away from him and tried to kill him with a sniper rifle by surprise."
"He actually managed to dodge it."
The woman on the other side of the earpiece was silent for a moment, and her voice became anxious.
"Jane, you know, if you fail to kill the target..."
"Hey... hey... hey!"
Jane quickly packed up her weapon while interrupting what her contact wanted to say: "Jasmine, the client didn't set a time limit. This mission is mine; don't give it to anyone else."
"He's making my blood boil. My heart hasn't beaten this happily in a long time."
"Give me three days. I guarantee I'll take care of him within three days."
"Also, Jasmine."
"Send over more information about the target."
After saying that, the sexy Female Assassin named Jane hung up the communication.
Without hesitation, she slung the backpack containing the sniper rifle over her shoulder, picked up a trench coat from the side, and draped it over herself.
Then, she took another look in the direction of the target.
Her sexy red lips lightly breathed out a few words, "The game has only just begun, handsome."
Turning around, she left the rooftop..
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