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Wings fell to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder, but his mind remained clear. He exerted all his strength and rolled to the side of the road, where a garbage truck could block the sniper's line of sight from Clock Tower.
However, Wings was injured and was still a step too late. Shen Qingshui fired his second shot, hitting Wings in the calf!
He was trying to force Zhang Yang to reveal himself!
Zhang Yang was no ordinary person; he understood the principle of surrounding Wei to rescue Zhao.
At the moment Wings's calf was hit, Zhang Yang had already leaped onto the gun barrel. However, he did not pause for a moment but continued to leap on the barrel, making it difficult for Shen Qingshui to aim. Still, such an opportunity could not be missed!
He took a shot!
The bullet was fired as Zhang Yang leaped!
With a whoosh, the bullet grazed past Zhang Yang's neck, leaving a slight trace of blood.
"Damn, this guy is an exceptional expert, his skill is on par with Arrow!" Zhang Yang thought in shock.
However, this was the best gap. This gap referred to the interval between shots after firing and before the next shot. Zhang Yang threw a small stone towards the direction of the small attic at Clock Tower. The stone was something he had picked up when he jumped into the yard.
Concerned about Wings and facing a dire situation, Zhang Yang put all his effort into that small stone.
"Whoosh..." The tiny stone surprisingly made a whistling sound as it cut through the air! It shot out with an indescribable speed!
Shen Qingshui didn't even have time to be surprised; the power of this small stone was overwhelming, as if it had ignited blue flames in the air, shooting through like a meteor.
Time seemed to freeze.
What kind of power was this!
Without thinking, Shen Qingshui pulled the trigger. Just as the bullet left the chamber, the small stone struck directly at the muzzle! The bullet erupted in a burst of flame and collided with the small stone!
A loud crack echoed through the air! The bullet was actually deflected back into the chamber!
"Bang!" The barrel of the Type 85 sniper rifle exploded! "Crack!" Shen Qingshui's shoulder took a heavy blow from the recoil, and his collarbone broke! His palm was also torn, blood gushing out! A buzzing filled his ears, and for a moment, he could hear nothing.
However, despite such circumstances, Shen Qingshui quickly dropped to the ground.
Sure enough, a second small stone came flying through the window, directly piercing through the wall of the small attic, creating a small hole that let in light.
Zhang Yang had no time to attend to Shen Qingshui and quickly picked up the unconscious Wings, rushing toward Old Feng's house.
"Is it a gunshot wound? We need to get to a hospital!" Old Feng exclaimed.
"Will a hospital even accept gunshot wounds?" Zhang Yang asked anxiously.
"I'll handle it. I'll drive; you keep an eye on him. Let's go!" Old Feng immediately stood up.
The car sped towards a hospital in Wenli City. A middle-aged man in a white coat was already waiting at the entrance. "Hurry inside!" the doctor said.
Wings was taken into the operating room.
"He’s Director Zeng of the General Surgery Department. I saved his life once; this is nothing," Old Feng said to Zhang Yang outside the operating room.
Zhang Yang nodded. After some contemplation, he ultimately concluded that his whereabouts must have been leaked by the fat guy. However, there was no time to go back and find that sniper now.
"After the surgery, transfer him immediately to the health center in Little Umbrella Town!" Old Feng instructed.
Old Feng had come to pick Zhang Yang up when he first arrived in Guma Town; he was a true local. His plan was very thorough—Little Umbrella Town was neither too far nor too close to Guma Town. Since it was neither on the border nor a tourist spot, outsiders rarely visited. Moreover, Old Feng's nephew was skilled in medicine and lived in Little Umbrella Town, making it an excellent place for recovery.
Wings' injuries were not critical; the surgery was not complicated. Although a bullet had penetrated his shoulder, it did not damage any bones. The bullet lodged in his calf could simply be removed.
After the surgery, he was transferred to Little Umbrella Town, and it was already dark.
Zhang Yang gave Old Feng a few instructions and prepared to leave.
"Where are you going?" Wings asked from the bed, still receiving an IV drip.
"I'm heading back to Guma Town. With Old Feng here, I feel at ease," Zhang Yang replied with a smile.
"Isn't it dangerous for you to go back? They are targeting you; you don't need to worry about me," Wings said.
"The most dangerous place is often the safest. Just focus on recovering," Zhang Yang said, waving goodbye to Old Feng before stepping outside.
Wings opened his mouth but couldn't find the words to say.
He had a feeling that Zhang Yang would definitely take some action.
Zhang Yang quickly returned to Guma Town, but the Clock Tower was locked. He broke the lock and entered the Clock Tower, finding it clean and devoid of any traces from top to bottom. After leaving the Clock Tower, he began to carefully inspect the surrounding pavement and walked out of the alley. As he walked, he thought about how this person's thinking was indeed quite mature; this move...
Shen Qingshui's strategy was indeed effective.
If he had shot at Zhang Yang at that moment and missed, then Zhang Yang would have been dead. It was precisely because he hit Wings that Zhang Yang prioritized saving him instead of continuing the pursuit, allowing him to escape. Shen Qingshui enjoyed much better medical conditions than Wings; he had been sent to the Military District Hospital in Linan Province.
In a high-end single patient room, after everyone had left, Shen Qingshui picked up the phone and called Luo Huasheng.
"The mission failed," Shen Qingshui stated succinctly.
"Get some rest," Luo Huasheng replied before hanging up.
He closed his eyes but couldn't fall asleep. After a moment of thought, Shen Qingshui decided to call his sister, Shen Qingyan.
Shen Qingshui usually didn't say much, and Shen Qingyan didn't know what to say either. After a few casual exchanges, Shen Qingyan hung up the phone after a while.
He hadn't slept all night.
In the early morning, he closed his eyes again. This time, his mind was filled with chaotic stones.
The small stone that had pierced through the air was truly terrifying. It was simply beyond human strength!
Shen Qingshui suddenly felt that although Luo Huasheng was cunning, had many followers, and controlled an elite force, he might not be able to deal with Zhang Yang. This feeling had never occurred to him before, but this time, the power of that stone was like the lightning of Fire Stone, seemingly tearing apart the established sky in his mind, allowing him to reassess everything.
"Perhaps I should retreat..." Shen Qingshui exhaled deeply and opened his eyes.
Shen Qingshui suddenly froze; sitting in the chair by the hospital bed was a person he didn't know when had arrived.
"Are you the boss of Black Water? Did the fat guy tell you my whereabouts?" The person lit a cigarette and slowly asked amidst the swirling smoke.
"You are Zhang Yang!" Shen Qingshui straightened up abruptly, a sharp pain tugging at his shoulder wound.
"Yes. You almost killed my brother." Zhang Yang stood up.
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