Chapter 1 Ten Steps to Kill One Man!

Leaving no trace for a thousand miles, brushing off clothes after the deed,

Concealing oneself deeply, both body and name.

The motorcycle roared angrily in the mud, its bright headlight only able to pierce the rain curtain ten meters ahead. Despite the frigid weather, Fang Senyan was speeding along at at least eighty kilometers per hour. Keep in mind, this wasn't a smooth concrete road, but a farm road usually covered with gravel! Now, soaked through and muddy, the mud spraying from the rear wheel reached at least seven or eight meters!

This place was at least forty kilometers from Fangchenggang, very close to the border defense zone. Hua Shanfei had a batch of goods to be delivered at the pier here today. Fang Senyan was bold and skilled; after gathering information in Fangchenggang, he drove his motorcycle straight there! It had to be said that he truly had the strength to crush everything!

A Contractor's senses were much sharper than ordinary people's, so Fang Senyan heard the roar and felt the slight vibration in the ground from afar. He squeezed the brakes, drifting beautifully to block the road completely with the motorcycle, and then hid in the nearby bushes.

Soon, a Jeep Wrangler struggled through the mud.

The driver, seeing the motorcycle in the middle of the road, probably didn't suspect anything because Hua Shanfei had been running rampant here for too long. He stopped the car and began to move the motorcycle, cursing under his breath.

Fang Senyan pounced at this moment, rolling in the mud before grabbing the driver like a leopard. He kneed the driver forcefully, then used both hands to slam him against the windshield. The man flew out with a crash, the windshield spider-webbing instantly! Small pieces of shatterproof glass fell like rain. Realizing something was wrong, the people in the car immediately drew their guns and fired, but they couldn't hit Fang Senyan. And even if they did, so what?

After a successful first strike, Fang Senyan stepped forward violently, reaching the left front door of the car. The military knife pierced through the door, stabbing the person who wanted to take over the driving. Blood gurgled from the man's waist, instantly staining the seat red.

Fang Senyan then punched the car window, shattering it and sending glass flying everywhere. He grabbed the driver's neck and pulled him in front of himself as a shield. Gunshots rang out again. Fang Senyan tilted his head and rolled, kicking the car head in passing!

The car head was twisted and deformed. The front and rear airbags popped out, disrupting the three people trying to escape from the back seat. Fang Senyan's bayonet flashed again, stabbing another unlucky fellow in the back seat. This guy was holding a silver password box, which Fang Senyan snatched immediately!

He saw Hua Shanfei struggling to get out of the right door. Fang Senyan smiled grimly, grabbed the password box, and went around the car to chase after him.

But at this moment, Fang Senyan felt a chill in his heart, a sign that his safety was threatened.

He still rushed forward, and three tongues of fire shot out from the darkness in the distance, the unique muzzle flashes of semi-automatic rifles! Fang Senyan was staggered by the attack.

Even stranger, despite Fang Senyan's powerful talents, the attack didn't break his defense but caused continuous damage! The continuous damage was only 1 point, but it could stack and last for twenty seconds! That is, every time Fang Senyan was hit by a bullet, he would lose twenty points of health!

These three guys were using semi-automatic rifles with an astonishing rate of fire!

These bullets must be dumdums, which are internationally banned. Although they couldn't break Fang Senyan's defense, the resulting continuous damage was terrifying. For ordinary people, this kind of poisonous bullet processing technology isn't complicated, but being directly hit by a dumdum bullet at a distance of 100 meters is fatal: head - 100% death, limbs - 20% death, the remainder resulting in amputation; left chest (near the heart) - 100% death, right chest - 70% death, abdomen - 70% death. Therefore, they are now internationally banned.

If it were just these three gunmen, Fang Senyan wouldn't have much trouble killing them. As he was about to accelerate, he saw many flashlight beams shining from the darkness in the distance, along with the shouts of Vietnamese people.

A Contractor's eyesight was much better than normal people's. Looking closely, he saw at least dozens of Vietnamese soldiers speaking Vietnamese. Although they had removed their shoulder straps and identification marks, their well-trained style was obvious; they were definitely regular soldiers.

They must have been delivering goods by sea and hadn't left yet, and they came to support after hearing the gunshots.

In such an unfamiliar environment, fighting against dozens of highly trained regular soldiers who were armed to the teeth...

Each bullet could also cause a cumulative twenty points of damage. More importantly, he didn't have the bonus from his equipment. Rage of the Horn was gone, Ambition was gone, and Velociraptor jī sù (hormone) injection was gone...

After a brief assessment, Fang Senyan decided that he absolutely couldn't act rashly. He was confident that he could kill these people, but he had to admit that they also had the strength to kill him. Anyway, snatching the "goods" that Hua Shanfei received tonight was definitely a heavy kick in his crotch, enough to make his balls ache for several months.

After making up his mind, Fang Senyan pounced into the damp bushes next to him. The place where he had been standing was being sprayed with mud, and branches and leaves were flying everywhere. Fang Senyan glanced deeply at the Vietnamese in the bushes, then rolled quickly into the nearby wilderness.

For Fang Senyan now, he was no longer the poor kid and unlucky sailor on the Fuyuan, but a new human who had evolved. Even in the face of regular soldiers forged by the state, he could come and go as he pleased!

At this moment, a Vietnamese man in his forties suddenly raised his gun and fired! There was no aiming process at all; it seemed that the muzzle flashed as soon as it was raised, and the bullet was fired almost like it was being thrown! Such shooting skills seemed to be no less than those of the black brothers.

After firing, he saw Fang Senyan, who had been running swiftly like an antelope in the distance, suddenly fall face down and disappear into the dense bushes. The middle-aged man smiled grimly. The sniper rifle in his hand was an M700 (commonly known as the "bird sniper"). Although it wasn't popular in the game, it was still quite powerful in reality.

Under the command of this middle-aged man, a group of soldiers immediately rushed up swiftly and vigorously. They were, of course, confident in their commander's marksmanship, but the cruel reality was before them... The damn guy wasn't there at all, only two handprints could be seen in the mud, indicating that the shot person had used his hands to support himself when he fell face down, and then rolled to the side to escape!

Even stranger, besides a pool of blood left at the scene, there was no trace to be found!

"Is this guy from the American FBI? Is his body armor so strong? But looking at his fighting skills, there is some Muay Thai flavor." The instructor frowned: "Could it be an Interpol agent from the Asian region? That's not right!"...

The firelight flickered suddenly and then stabilized.

This was because someone had lit a lighter and then lit a candle.

The candle was placed in the corner, and it burned easily. The candlelight was bright, but it couldn't reach the outside because of the walls.

The white, already graying walls were very dirty, and even spider webs hung everywhere. The surrounding ground was a mess, filled with discarded broken shoes and dilapidated furniture.

This was a place that Fang Senyan used to frequent when he was selling fish. Now, circles with the word "demolish" inside were painted everywhere, indicating desolation and emptiness.

If he stayed in a hotel in Fangchenggang at this time, Hua Shanfei would definitely find him.

Fang Senyan wasn't afraid of them, but Hua Shanfei was already a frightened bird. He only needed to think a little to understand how terrifying the power Fang Senyan had shown. This guy was just blinded by the valuable "goods" right now. If he wasn't absolutely sure he could kill him, there was no need to startle the snake.

At this time, the back of Fang Senyan's left shoulder had swollen high, resembling a rancid head, and its color was purplish-black. Some foul-smelling yellow liquid was flowing out, and there was a deep, rotten pit. He pulled out a fish-killing knife that had just been sharpened and scorched it over the candle flame.

Then, without any hesitation, he held the washed and sharpened fish-killing knife in his hand and slashed diagonally at the purplish-black wound.

The cut wound broke open very easily, almost like waterlogged, rancid pigskin!