"Hmm?"
Although it was obvious a silencer had been attached to the muzzle.
And the trajectory of that bullet was extremely bizarre.
Sheng Xiong still sensed the presence of danger the very first moment!
A murmur of confusion arose in his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his spine in that instant.
Acting almost instinctively, he bent his knees and, dragging his tall frame, rolled rapidly across the ground.
*Biu!*
Just after he dodged, the ground beneath his feet instantly exploded in a spray of debris!
It was the lime dust from the stone slab that had shattered from the bullet's impact!
Even the hard floor was pierced directly, making one imagine that if he hadn't dodged beforehand.
He would have been severely wounded, if not killed, at this moment!
And so, his chance to kill Song Qiao, which he had patiently waited for, would slip away before his eyes.
He was quite willing to believe that Song Qiao would never again expose such a flaw so easily in the future.
"Who?"
A roar of anger, venting the frustration in his heart.
But his response was two more bullets!
*Biu!*
*Biu!*
He still couldn't see the trajectory from which the bullets were coming.
However, his powerful perception, honed by years of dedicated martial arts cultivation, had already detected the danger!
Again, it was an instinctive roll to evade. Facing weapons with such terrifying speed as bullets.
Especially when the opponent was firing from the shadows, he couldn't predict the trajectory at all.
He could only rely on instinctive evasion!
His powerful legs moved rapidly on the ground, crushing countless stone slabs in that instant.
His body shifted flexibly, performing several somersaults in mid-air before quickly finding a wall for cover.
Leaning against the wall, Sheng Xiong was already sweating profusely from his forehead.
The trajectories of those three bullets were completely different, indicating that at least three snipers were lying in ambush!
If they were in the open, it would be one thing, but he had no idea where the enemy was.
If not for his agile footwork and powerful senses.
That barrage of attacks could have killed him on the spot!
"Could it be Song Qiao?"
"Did he guess I was going to kill him?"
Having just narrowly escaped, Sheng Xiong frantically speculated on the sniper's identity in his heart.
But he quickly refuted his own guess.
"No! Absolutely impossible!"
"I came to pick up the spoils without telling anyone, he couldn't have known!"
Song Qiao indeed did not know that Sheng Xiong would ambush him afterward, otherwise, he wouldn't have been foolish enough to participate in the damn assessment alone.
At the very least, he would have brought Mo Ling to his side before feeling at ease.
Therefore, he was also bewildered in his heart, guessing.
"What's going on?"
I was ready to fight for my life, what is this sudden three-shot volley?
Could it be Mo Ling?
That's not right either.
If Mo Ling had arranged snipers, there was no reason to keep Xu Rou in the dark.
And Sheng Xiong had escaped from them, heavily injured.
Song Qiao hadn't expected Sheng Xiong to ambush him, so Mo Ling naturally wouldn't know.
There was another point, Mo Ling had more important tasks at hand at this time and shouldn't have had the energy.
"Then these gunshots..."
For a moment, he couldn't figure out who was firing from the shadows.
But this kind of problem couldn't be solved by just thinking.
Since the bullets weren't aimed at him, he could only attribute it to his good karma from building relationships...
So, Song Qiao calmly sat down cross-legged on the ground, continuing to recover his depleted physical strength.
His combat power was now less than twenty percent of its peak.
Song Qiao was confident he could deal with two people under Sheng Xiong's nose.
If he could recover to about forty percent.
He was confident he could kill Sheng Xiong!
"Despicable!"
Sheng Xiong, sensing Song Qiao's intention, was consumed by anxiety.
He peeked out from behind the wall and roared at Song Qiao.
"What kind of skill is it to find someone to help? If you have the guts, come at me..."
*Biu!*
A bullet grazed the corner of the wall, and the kicked-up dust almost blinded him.
Then, two bullets, as if issuing a warning, hit the wall squarely!
Even through the thick wall, he could feel the immense impact force from the other side!
It sent chills down his spine.
He had no choice but to hide quickly and anxiously look for an opportunity to kill Song Qiao.
Noticing Sheng Xiong's disheveled state, Song Qiao couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"This is the change of the times, huh?!"
"No matter how high your martial arts, you fear bullets!"
Technology is simply invincible!
During his rest, Song Qiao put himself in Sheng Xiong's shoes and simulated the situation.
He then discovered with some helplessness that even if it were himself, he would only have the option to flee.
"Huh? Fleeing so quickly?"
He had wanted to see how long Sheng Xiong could hold on, but he didn't expect him to have already slipped away.
It was likely that Sheng Xiong, realizing Song Qiao's intention, dared not wait for his recovery to be complete!
After Sheng Xiong fled, Song Qiao stood up and scanned the surrounding high points.
Indeed, he saw nothing.
The three snipers had already retreated with their guns the moment Sheng Xiong left.
This made the intention very clear.
They weren't targeting Sheng Xiong; they came to save Song Qiao!
"Who could it be?"
Song Qiao had no intention of pursuing.
After all, he truly had no strength left.
And if he encountered Sheng Xiong, who was fleeing, around a corner while chasing someone.
That would be quite a reunion.
Muttering to himself, Song Qiao took out his phone and called Gao Meng.
"Hello, disciple, you haven't run too far, right?"
"Come back and pick me up. I don't want to walk back."
Hearing Song Qiao's voice, Gao Meng, who had been worried to death, instantly became overjoyed.
"No! We're waiting for you not far away, boohoo..."
*Vroom vroom vroom!*
Through the phone, Song Qiao could hear the roaring engine from the other end.
In just about two minutes, the two girls returned in their car.
As the car door opened, they both rushed towards him almost simultaneously.
Gao Meng even threw herself into Song Qiao's arms, sobbing.
"Master! Woo woo woo..."
"Alright, alright, I'm not dead, what are you crying for?"
Looking at her, Song Qiao couldn't help but scold her with a smile.
Calling her like she was mourning was not auspicious.
Tears mingling with a smile, Gao Meng didn't care what her master said.
Seeing that Song Qiao was alright, Xu Rou also breathed a sigh of relief.
While the master and disciple were enjoying their reunion, she carefully observed their surroundings and asked in confusion.
"There are signs of shooting? Did you scare Sheng Xiong away with a gun?"
Song Qiao shook his head with a calm expression.
He turned to look at the surrounding buildings for a moment before retracting his gaze and replying.
"It wasn't me. There were three gunmen helping me around here."
"They were the ones who fired."
"Could it be Sister Mo Ling?" Gao Meng was the first to think of Mo Ling and blurted out.
Exactly as Song Qiao had guessed, Xu Rou gently shook her head and explained.
"It shouldn't be. She usually informs me when she has a plan to execute."
"And I was following you two here. If she had made arrangements, there would be no reason not to let me know."
"Then it's strange, who could it be?" Gao Meng tilted her head, unable to comprehend.
Song Qiao waved his hand casually and said, "Don't think too much about it."
"It's fine as long as I was saved."