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The dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at the rising dust. Dize's eyes were like those of a venomous snake. The dust had been swirling for quite some time and was still rising, but he was in no hurry. He was waiting, waiting for the opportunity to take a shot!
He believed that as long as he was given a chance, he could eliminate his target. His ten years of experience as a killer around the world had already proven that he had this ability.
Of course, the only thing that puzzled him was what kind of enemies his target had made. After all, hiring him came at a hefty price—one million. If there wasn't deep-seated hatred, who would be willing to spend such a large sum to hire someone to kill?
However, such thoughts only flashed through his mind. As long as he was getting paid, why bother with anything else?
So Dize quickly focused his mind, breathing lightly, and a fierce killing intent suddenly radiated from him.
Dize was waiting for the chance to kill the Ancient Sorcerer, who was also looking for an opportunity to eliminate him.
Amidst the swirling dust, the Ancient Sorcerer suddenly pushed open the car door. After stepping hard on the accelerator one last time, he curled up like an antelope and darted out. As he neared the ground, his body shrank, then rolled without making a sound and landed safely. He then pushed off with his hands and kicked off with his legs, disappearing like a raccoon.
"Kid! You're dead!"
Upon hearing that voice, Dize knew his opportunity had come. He concentrated even more, focusing intently as his finger pressed against the trigger. However, Dize's expression changed immediately; he noticed that amidst the dust, a car suddenly charged out like a madman, but he quickly realized there was no one inside!
"This is bad!"
Dize's heart sank; it felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit. He knew something terrible had happened.
"Bang!"
The car crashed violently onto the ground, and the dust slowly settled—there was no one inside!
This was not good!
Dize wanted to leave, but at this moment, it was not that easy. He wanted to move, yet he dared not make a single motion!
Those who could disappear right under his nose were at least as strong as he was; any movement on his part could easily draw the other's attention—after all, the other party was definitely searching for him. If he remained still, it would be fine, but if he moved, he would only make himself a bigger target, making it even easier for the other to spot him!
The strategy of "if the enemy does not move, I will not move" was Dize's current approach. However, he soon realized that even remaining still would be of no use.
"Silk!"
Suddenly, a soft sound came from behind him, and Dize's face turned pale. This sound was definitely not normal; it indicated that he had been discovered!
The roles had reversed—he had now become the prey!
Raising his hands, Dize slowly sat up.
"How did you find me?"
Looking at Ancient Sorcerer, who stood less than two steps away from him, Dize was surprised to find that the other person appeared much younger than himself!
"You are skilled, but I am the master among masters!"
As he looked at Ancient Sorcerer, there was no expression in the other's eyes; it was as if he were looking at a corpse. In fact, to Ancient Sorcerer, Dize truly seemed like a dead man!
Dize forced a bitter smile. While this statement sounded arrogant, it was indeed true: not only had the other discovered him, but they had also managed to approach him silently. That last sound had certainly been made intentionally to convey the message, "You are doomed!"
"Alright, I admit that."
Dize is a master, and precisely because he is a master, it is incredibly difficult for him to realize that Ancient Sorcerer has silently appeared behind him.
"Who exactly wants my life?"
Dize shook his head and said, "You know I can't say."
After looking deeply at Dize, Ancient Sorcerer gently nodded and said, "Fine, then go die!"
"Not..."
No one wants to die, and Dize is no exception; he does not want to die. Not only does he not want to die, but he also wants to live well. So when Ancient Sorcerer made his move, he also acted in response. However, in the end, he still could not survive, not even finishing the words "not necessarily."
Despite using all his strength to cover his neck, blood continued to pour out uncontrollably, like water. It was fast—too fast. He only felt a chill sweep across his neck before several seconds passed before he felt the pain.
Slowly retracting the dagger in his hand, Ancient Sorcerer coldly stared at Dize standing before him. Did he really think he could escape from his own hands? Such a thing had never happened before!
Dize was certainly a professional, so it was not surprising that the other party was unwilling to reveal who had hired him. Long before this moment, Ancient Sorcerer had already decided to kill this person—those who wish to kill him must be erased from this world; leaving them alive would only invite trouble.
"You can either say it or not; it's still death."
"Hah... hah..."
Dize wanted to say something, but his throat was already cut open. Even if he wanted to speak, he could not; all that came out were broken wheezing sounds. The life in his eyes quickly faded away until finally, with a thud, he fell to the ground like a sack filled with sand.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Ancient Sorcerer furrowed his brows tightly. Who exactly wanted him dead?
If the one coming to find him was a wizard, it would be somewhat understandable, but now it was an assassin! After thinking for a long time, the Ancient Sorcerer still couldn't figure out what was going on.
After pondering for a while and finding no clue, the Ancient Sorcerer simply stopped thinking about it. He carried Dize's body to the overturned Jeep and opened the fuel tank cap, causing gasoline to pour out with a splash.
"Bang!"
The Ancient Sorcerer lit a cigarette and smoked slowly. Just as he was about to finish, he flicked the cigarette butt away!
"Boom!"
Fire immediately erupted, quickly engulfing both the body and the vehicle, while the Ancient Sorcerer turned and walked away briskly.
The Ancient Sorcerer seemed to sense that there were people—one might even say several people—dealing with him. He wanted to investigate but had no idea where to start. However, he wasn't in a hurry; as long as he didn't die, those people would definitely come looking for him again, and he would have a chance to uncover the mastermind behind it all.
The Ancient Sorcerer walked quickly. After arriving at a nearby town, he took a small four-wheeler to the county seat and then took a long-distance bus back to Guanghai City.
Looking up at the towering buildings resembling a forest and those massive LCD billboards, the Ancient Sorcerer couldn't help but sigh. During this time, he had either been in the military camp or in Dashi Village—neither of which were bustling places—so he felt as if he had traveled through time.
"Hey, that woman seems strange."
His gaze swept past a huge illuminated billboard where a young woman dressed scantily was dancing to the rhythm of the music. The Ancient Sorcerer recalled that she was none other than the popular singer idol Zhong Wenxin!
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