Super Detective in the Fictional World

ory until he was completely under the optical camouflage cloak.

He wasn’t happy or excited.
He glanced at his experience and credit points to confirm that he hadn’t killed the wrong person, before he moved on to the next target.

One of the hitmen fired two shots from a distance and cursed under his breath as he quickly bent over.

The smiling man was still far away.
He wasn’t worried that the other party would counterattack, but he was worried about the other hitmen.

He had to be more vigilant with his own life.

With that in mind, he squeezed through a gap in the bushes and hid without making a sound.
He stuck his gun out of the gap and waited for an opportunity.

Just as he entered the bushes, the bushes behind him parted silently, and a transparent shadow slipped in.

Dong!

It went dark for the hitman as he died on the spot.
His body was covered by the optical camouflage cloak, and he entered Luke’s inventory to accompany the other hitmen.

“A hitman has withdrawn from the battlefield and is retreating.
He was alerted when you killed his partner,” Selina warned.

“Got it.” Luke nodded and headed in the direction of the fleeing hitman.

As the first hitman ran, four of five others at the back started to retreat.

It was one thing for the competition to be intense, but the less resolute hitmen also retreated at Wade’s brutal counterattacks.

The chance of snatching the bounty from dozens of competitors was very low, and they might be killed if they weren’t careful.

Luke had killed the first batch of people who had chosen to leave.

These were the ones who had lookouts for teammates, and when they didn’t get any response from them, their sense of danger immediately increased.

It was inevitable for assassins to be sensitive and suspicious.

It was even easier for assassins with partners to fall into this mood.

Luke watched as Wade was chased by a bunch of hitmen as he headed for a neighboring park.

He knew that this guy wouldn’t die.

He would occasionally pick up the guy’s mic, and when he heard the guy cursing, he knew that he wasn’t at the end of his rope yet.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have the energy to talk.

Luke retreated from the middle and outer circles of the battle and stood behind a tree next to a small road.

A few seconds later, a figure emerged from the bushes on the side and was about to step onto the road.

Pu!

An extremely soft gunshot rang out, and the first hitman to run away was shot in the head and immediately fell.

Luke walked over to the body and covered it with his cloak.

He didn’t stop.
With a light tap of his foot, he quickly reached a tree on the side of the road.
The M110 rifle appeared in his hand again, and he pointed it at another area.

All that took just two seconds, and he pulled the trigger lightly.

Pa! Pa! Pa!

The silencer basically made the flash from the muzzle invisible, and the sound was a lot softer.

By the time other hitmen looked in that direction, Luke had already left the tree.

In the driver’s seat of a car in the distance, a hitman lay limply out of the open door.
There were two bullet holes in his chest, and blood was pouring out.

Struggling, he pressed down on the wound with one hand and tried to pull himself into the car with the other.

But in less than ten seconds, it was over for him.

The rapid blood loss made him lose consciousness.
He could only lie there and wait for death.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc..
), Please let us know so we can fix it as soon as possible.

Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.