Alvian had unexpectedly shot from within the body of corpse he was holding. But despite that, he had accurately killed all of the targets except one who had lucky moved from his previous position since Alvian only caught a glimpse, he couldn't determine if someone would move from their original position.
"P-Please! Don't kill me." The thug seem to have snapped out of his initial shock and immediately started to beg for his life with terror written in his face.
Alvian casually walked past the thug. Threw away the empty rifle in his hands away and picked up the one still in the hands of one of the corpse and also replaced the Glock in his hand with the one he looted from one of the corpse's body.
The thug that was still alive trembled slightly as he quickly stood up and fled for his life.
"Bang!"
"Sorry, I'm not one to leave a man alive." Alvian muttered as he dropped his hand that was holding the rifle down.
All of a sudden, Alvian's expression changed slightly and his head whipped to the side quickly and he hurriedly placed the rifle in front of his chest.
"Bam!"
It was as though he had been hit by a train as his body flew three metres in the air. The rifle instantly shattered into two halves.
As his body was about to smash Into the wall, he forcefully twisted his waist as his foot landed on the wall, bending his kneel to cancel out the overwhelming force in his body.
Landing straight back down to the ground. Alvian tilted his face sideways.
"Bang!" a fist with a terrifying force punched straight into the wall behind him, instantly blasting a hole in it.
Alvian's eye lit up. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" He pulled the trigger with the muzzle pointed at his opponent's belly.
His opponent let out a pained groan and Alvian's face turned indifferent. Turns out his opponent was putting on a bullet proof vest after all. It was Bradley!
Twisting his body, Alvian moved with amazing agility and he appeared behind his opponent, "Bang!" his target was the back of his opponent's thighs.
Bradley's expression changed and he immediately shifted the position of his legs, making the bullet miss by a small margin.
His expression turned savage and he stomped his foot against the wall, making it tremble violently. His body was then propelled backwards by the force and he slammed his back against Alvian.
Caught off guard, Alvian staggered backwards three steps. Using this opportunity, Bradley quickly turned back and as he was about to attack, he immediately pulled the Axe off his back and placed it right in front of his head.
"Bang!"
A bullet hit the axe square in the midsection. Changing his target, he fired twice once more, towards his opponent's legs but the axe blocked off the bullets with astonishing speed.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The magazine was empty but Alvian casually withdrew a magazine from his pockets, he calmly watched as Bradley rushed forwards, towards him with an explosive speed.
Time seem to pause at this moment. As the situation was extremely risky for Alvian. It all depends if Alvian's reloading speed was faster or Bradley's movement speed.
The empty magazine fell from Alvian's pistol and he withdrew the extra magazine he had kept.
Two meters!
One meter!!
Half a meter!!!
In just a few milliseconds Bradley had closed in terribly fast. He raised his axe and slashed forward but his face suddenly paled.
"Fvck!" Immediately, he stomped his foot to the ground, forcefully stopping his forward movement. Even then, he strenuously turned his head sideways as fast as he could.
"Bang!" "Bang!"
A bullet tore through the air and brushed past his cheeks, drawing a long line of blood on his cheeks. But that wasn't all, he moved his arm swiftly, sweeping his Axe up against his neck, blocking off a bullet a few inches from penetrating his neck.
Alvian rapidly retreated as he fired, locking Bradley in place, unable to move as it seems he need his utmost focus to block off the bullets Alvian kept on releasing. He couldn't even move in the slightest and could only watch as Alvian entered the vehicle that was still up and running and reversed, crushing a few zombies attracted by the sound of the gunfire.
"Coward! Drop the gun and fight with me one on one!" Bradley shouted furiously. But what made veins popped out from his head was that Alvian only chuckled and stared at him like he was an idiot but even as he kept reversing backwards, he still kept on firing his shot. And the bullet were precise as they targeted Bradley's legs, neck and head. Every possible weakness, he targeted.
Sweat poured out from Bradley's forehead as he kept waving the now multiple scarred axe in his arms, swiftly blocking off the attacks. When he saw the situation wasn't looking too good for him, he immediately dived to the side, rolling on the ground behind a car that was nearby.
Finally, he was able to get a breather. He laid limply on the floor, drained of energy.
"What kind of newbie is this?" He expressed his disbelief and shuddered as he remembered the godlike aiming skills Alvian had used. He couldn't believe he as an enhanced human had been forced to a situation like this by a newbie.
"His Sharp Shooter's skill seem to have almost touch upon the Advanced stage. Even mine has just reached passed the Basic level. What kind of monster was he in real life?" Bradley eyes was full of disbelief. After a while, he calmed his breathing down, grabbed a handful of Glucose Pills from his pockets and downed it into his mouth to regain his stamina.
[Sharp Shooter: Increases one's aiming ability considerably by consuming 1 willpower points per second.]
[Glucose: Increase once willpower points when consumed. 1 points per minute.]
The skill he had used to block off the bullet had drained his stamina very quickly and had taken an incredible toll on his body.
[Precision: Increases once hand to eye coordination incredibly by consuming 1 willpower point per second.]
When he had recovered over half of his stamina points, he picked up a phone from his pockets. He dialled a number and when the other side picked up. "I have found the target." although he was very reluctant about it, he knew this type of target was very hard to kill. The guy might even be the leader of a terrorist organisation back in the real world. Who knew what other skill he hid.
"Send us your precise location, we will send a chopper with reinforcement in 10 minutes." A robotic voice replied from over the phone.
"I will text it to you." With that, he hung up the phone and text his location to the number and placed the phone back into his pockets.
He didn't really want to do this as the reward he would gain from killing a player although a new one was incredible. He would collect his space, his Advancement points and also his Evolution points. It was basically free money to him.
But this newbie turned out to be so hard to deal with, he needed reinforcement ls to take care of him.
Bradley's expression turned sinister as he gazed at the direction Alvian had left "You forced me to this point, I will make sure you pay. You can't escape from me, I can sense you." he chuckled darkly and chose to wait instead of pursuing.