Chapter 262: [213] Brother Pei’s marksmanship is wickedly good! (Seeking monthly passes~)_1
 

“You are all elites meticulously selected by the Investigation Team, and I will be leading this mission, responsible for personnel security tonight…”

Lin Xiawei’s style of assigning tasks was very concise, but she said everything that needed to be said.

Some big shot was traveling through Da Peng City, and this time it was of utmost importance to the higher-ups.

However, having Pei Jinye come over wasn’t actually Lin Xiawei’s idea.

As the others dispersed, Lin Xiawei said to Pei Jinye alone, “This is the master’s will. I don’t even know the identity of this big shot, but since the master has spoken, we’ll just do as instructed. Take care of yourself.”

Upon hearing this, Pei Jinye nodded seriously, “You too.”

After speaking, he went to logistics to collect his equipment.

But in the room, Lin Xiawei zoned out for a moment.

A moment later, the corners of her mouth rose in a nice arc.

“You’re not heartless after all.”

…

At ten o’clock at night, a certain road in Da Peng City was under martial law, but this sudden change didn’t cause much of a stir.

Pei Jinye and Lin Xiawei were not in the same car; at this moment, he was in a vehicle with several elites from the Investigation Team, and it was clear that these few knew each other.

But as for the newcomer Pei Jinye, everyone didn’t know much about him.

“Are you the one who killed the member of the Old Gods Association?”

“It was me,” Pei Jinye looked up and replied.

The young team member who had asked the question smiled and said, “You’ve got some skills, no wonder you were brought into this special operation.”

Someone beside him joked, “Old Liu, why so modest? You’ve also taken down more than thirty criminals, haven’t you?”

The young team member waved his hand and said, “Don’t compare me to this kid.”

He looked at Pei Jinye, “Don’t mind these guys, no harm meant, but… you really are too young. When we run into trouble, don’t rush forward. Stay back as much as possible and follow commands.”

Pei Jinye didn’t argue with them; he simply nodded his head and then continued to close his eyes and rest.

Seeing his demeanor, the young team member just grinned and said nothing, finding it normal for young people to be forthright.

Then he turned his head and began chatting with the others in the car.

About thirty minutes after the convoy had set off,

it stopped at the entrance to the highway.

Everyone started waiting.

It hadn’t been seven minutes when Lin Xiawei’s voice came through everyone’s earpieces.

“All units move out, provide support at the following address…”

Everyone quickly got organized, and the convoy sped off to the rescue.

Soon, the sound of gunfire came from afar, and occasionally flames could be seen erupting.

The young team member sitting next to Pei Jinye held a short sword, no more than thirty centimeters in length, with a sharp edge. Looking towards the flames ahead, he said softly, “Looks like another tough battle.”

Through the earpieces came a voice, “All units, protect the personnel in vehicle number one at any cost.”

The convoy stopped.

Everyone quickly got out of their vehicles.

The young team member had just stepped out and stretched out his hand with his sword, striking like shooting an arrow, blasting a masked assassin away.

With a flick of his finger, the short sword flew back into his hand.

He quickly rushed forward, the short sword under his control swiftly taking out the assailants on the perimeter.

Pei Jinye raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised by the other’s abilities.

Telekinesis?

“Don’t stand there dumbfounded, get moving,” an older team member advised from in front.

Pei Jinye followed closely behind.

This time he had specifically requested a titanium alloy sword from Old Zhang; it was fifty centimeters in length and standard issue.

He flicked his wrist.

The longsword easily sliced through the bullets that flew towards him.

In the midst of the “ding dong” sounds, sparks scattered through the air.

“The kid’s got talent,” the older team member couldn’t help but exclaim with a smile when he saw Pei Jinye’s sword play.

But his moment of distraction allowed an enemy to slash his arm, tearing through his mech body, and he staggered back a few steps. This made it hard for the older member to save face, and with a furious roar, he charged into the fray.

It was a fierce struggle,

evenly matched.

Without giving the older team member a chance to catch his breath and find an opportunity to kill his adversary, a “pfft” sound of flesh being pierced rang out from the masked assassin in front of him.

The sword tip directly emerged from the enemy’s chest and swiftly retracted.

With a look of astonishment, the older team member raised his head just in time to see Pei Jinye flawlessly withdrawing his sword and accurately driving it through the hearts of two more attackers with back-to-back thrusts, then without even a glance at the bodies on the ground, he rushed forward.

“Damn! He seems even more ferocious than Old Liu!”

The young team member called Old Liu seemed to notice something and looked back, only to see that the young guy who had been behind him had already rushed past him with his sword.

“You stay behind me; I’ll lead the way.”

Before the words of the young team member were finished, Pei Jinye had already dashed ahead of him. His expression changed and he was about to call him back, but he noticed that Pei Jinye’s sword had not only blocked the enemy’s broadsword but had also swiftly changed maneuvers. As he flicked the broadsword away, the sword tip precisely penetrated the enemy’s chest.

“Huh?” the young team member was taken aback.

Pei Jinye quickly surged ahead, paying no mind to anyone’s reactions. Lin Xiawei’s voice came through his earpiece, “Sniper at three o’clock, aiming at you. Take him out.”

Pei Jinye pivoted on the balls of his feet, converting straight into a rapid “S” curve.

“Bang!” A hole appeared in the ground where Pei Jinye had been a moment before.

“Sniper! Watch out!” The young team member realized what was happening and shouted a warning.

By the time he looked up again, Pei Jinye, sword in hand, was weaving among the assassins. Several gunshots failed to hit him, causing the young team member’s heart to tighten.

The sniper, frustrated by the missed shots, sensed trouble as Pei Jinye got closer and quickly got up to leave.

But Pei Jinye was even faster. Suddenly exerting force with his feet, he kicked a scattered weapon on the ground into the air, darting towards it like an arrow.

“Clang!”

The sniper used his rifle to block in front of him, but a massive force struck, causing him to stumble backward and trip over a stone, tumbling several times.

As he had just risen.

Instantly, a sword carrying a chill whizzed by his throat.

“Pfft!”

The technician’s eyes widened as he clutched at his throat and fell into a pool of blood.

Pei Jinye paid no attention to him.

Over the earpiece, Lin Xiawei asked, “Can you use a sniper rifle?”

“Brother Bi taught me.”

“Try it. Take out the assassins around car one.”

“Okay.”

Pei Jinye’s response was very straightforward; he picked up the sniper rifle from the ground, loaded, and aimed. In almost the blink of an eye, with a “bang,” his body jerked.

An assassin attacking the vehicle suddenly had blood spray from his left shoulder. Struck by the force, he knocked down the companion beside him.

“Again,” encouraged Lin Xiawei through the headset.

Pei Jinye reloaded.

As he inhaled.

Bang.

The bullet hit the ground, but strangely, the shattered stones flew like lightning, like hidden weapons, piercing through the eyes of two assassins, then exiting through the back of their skulls.

“This…”

The remaining assassins were also stunned by this scene.

“How about you try another shot?” Lin Xiawei was also somewhat hesitant.

The junior brother’s marksmanship was very peculiar.

He might not hit a person, but his shots could still strangely claim lives.

“Again!” Pei Jinye took a deep breath, “This time I will definitely hit the target!”

Cocking the rifle, aiming.

Without hesitation, he squeezed the trigger.

Bang, a burst of fire came from the muzzle.

The bullet sped out of Pei Jinye’s hands at 989 meters per second, and before even a blink passed, it hit the blade of a sword brandished by a menacing assassin…

Clang!

The bullet’s trajectory was deflected by the force, piercing swiftly through the brow of the assassin’s comrade.

Even more baffling, the swordsman couldn’t control his arm holding the sword. The force from the bullet’s touch caused the blade to tilt and sweep through, cleanly cutting across another comrade’s throat.

“Pfft!”

The comrade in disbelief clasped at his throat, staggering backward a few steps before falling to the ground, never believing that his killer was the brother he had seen day and night!

“No, it wasn’t me…” the swordsman panicked, being watched by his comrades with suspicious eyes, he hurriedly tried to explain, but in the next second, he was swiftly silenced by a young team member’s blade across his throat.

The young team member turned his head to look at Pei Jinye on the distant platform. Even he had to give a thumbs up at that moment.

…

“Sister, this marksmanship of yours…” Lin Xiawei’s voice had completely turned hesitant.

But Pei Jinye said, “Give me another chance.”

“…” Lin Xiawei sighed, “No rush, it’s quite good the way it is.”

Pei Jinye reached for the bullets on the sniper’s body, quickly reloaded, and jokingly said, “Sister, do you think I have the potential to become a God of Guns?”

Lin Xiawei’s response came hauntingly, “Unprecedented.”

After that, Pei Jinye pulled the trigger.

The bullet hit an assassin’s shoulder, causing him to stagger back, his throat landing precisely on the point of a slashing blade—”Pfft,” crisp and clean.

Before Pei Jinye could fire another shot, suddenly an assassin charged at him from behind.

“Behind you,” Lin Xiawei immediately warned.

Pei Jinye spun around, tilting his head to dodge the incoming dagger, and with a fierce grip, he seized the assailant’s neck. Horrified eyes stared as the blade pierced straight through his left eye, exiting from the back of the head, dead beyond doubt.

“Retreat!”

From afar, a stern shout rang out, and the remaining assassins scattered like the tide.

The elite members of the Investigation Team exhaled in relief, with probably only Pei Jinye wearing a look of disappointment.

“Really, one more shot, and I would have surely hit the mark.”

Lin Xiawei hesitated and then hummed a response.

…

On the way back.

The young team member looked at Pei Jinye, “Your swordsmanship is not bad.”

“It’s passable,” Pei Jinye shook his head.

Someone beside them exclaimed sincerely, “No exaggeration, young brother’s spear technique is exceptional. Old Liu didn’t see it. Each shot was full of surprises, claiming lives. It was truly bizarre.”

Pei Jinye smiled naively.

The young team member also contemplated the shot he had witnessed before. He was uncertain whether Pei Jinye’s marksmanship was so poor that it was accidental, or if this young man had reached a state of mastery where he could do as he pleased with the gun.

Extending his hand.

He said earnestly, “Let’s get to know each other properly. My name is Liu Feng, deputy captain of the Investigation Team’s special combat squad.”

“Pei Jinye, good to meet you.”

“If I may ask, which ‘Jin’ is it?”

“The ‘Jin’ of a raging fire.”