"Bang!"
The scorching bullet shot out from the pitch-black muzzle at a rapid pace.
One unfortunate soul was pierced through the forehead, bursting into a splash of blood.
Swiftly!
Wang Hao then locked his sights on the second person.
The third!
The fourth!
...
His marksmanship was devilishly accurate; essentially, a single bullet could eliminate an elite assassin.
Suddenly!
Wang Hao's ears twitched slightly, as the sound of rustling came from the staircase entrance.
Sensing this, Wang Hao immediately swiveled his gun barrel, aiming it at the main door.
As soon as he saw a shadow flitting behind the door, he decisively squeezed the trigger.
"Bang!"
The scorching bullet pierced through the iron door, sparking a shower of brilliant sparks.
Upon witnessing this scene, the other assassins promptly retreated.
"Launch the missile!"
The pilot, on receiving the command from the control center, casually pressed the missile launch button.
"Missile, ready!"
"Three!"
"Two!"
