Hobart's pupils suddenly constricted, and while his face seemed calm as a gentle breeze and smooth waves, his heart was actually being battered by torrential seas.
Ye Chen had been more than five hundred meters away from him just a moment ago, so how could he possibly appear right beside him within a few seconds?
More importantly, he hadn't detected the slightest movement from Ye Chen, and given the distance between them now, if Ye Chen had made a move, there was a great possibility that he wouldn't have been able to react in time before being killed by Ye Chen.
Thinking this, Hobart broke out in a cold sweat and watched Ye Chen with a wary expression.
"No wonder you could dodge my two shots, your skills are formidable."
Hobart's entire body tensed up, and he unconsciously adopted a stance ready to counterattack at any moment.
"Having these special dum-dum bullets, your identity must be no ordinary one either. Let's hear it, who sent you to assassinate me?"
