The sniper's face suddenly changed, searching through the scope for Lin Chen's figure.
"Damn it, where did that bastard run off to?" the sniper's expression grew increasingly ugly.
"Stop looking, I'm right here!" Just at that moment, an icy voice sounded from behind the sniper.
The sniper's face turned deathly white, "How is this possible? When did this guy get behind me?"
Without hesitation, the sniper twisted his body and pulled the trigger at the same time.
However, no gunshot followed; waiting for him was a clenched fist swinging toward him.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the sniper was knocked to the ground by a punch, his sniper rifle falling to the floor. Before he could react, Lin Chen's hand was already gripping his throat.
"Who are you, and why did you ambush me?"
The sniper, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth and a detached look in his eyes, actually revealed a sneer of contempt.
"Don't bother, I won't talk."