At that time, the assassins' target was the real body about to jump from the bungee tower, while the puppet was just an obstacle, so no one bothered to bend down to check if the puppet was truly dead.
Having seen the puppet fall, the assassins did not investigate further; they didn't anticipate that they wouldn't even have the chance to check the battlefield before they all ended up dead in the water and in their cars.
At this moment, Qing Chen was running back to the bungee tower for this feigning-dead puppet!
This oversight had left a foreshadowing detail.
He had previously undone the puppeteer strings on the puppet's wrist, and the reason he had rushed upstairs was to snatch a second or two to reattach the strings.
This poor puppet was still in shock, utterly unaware that it had been manipulated twice.
But the puppeteer was so sinister, it didn't care whether the puppet was shocked or awake; as long as it was still alive, still breathing, it could continue to manipulate!
At this moment, Zhang San looked at the dagger embedded in his midsection. He certainly knew about Qing Chen's penchant for stabbing spleens. Had he been even a bit slower, a strike to the spleen would have sealed his death without question.
In a fury, he kicked the puppet against the wall in the stairwell and turned to continue his chase toward the bungee tower.
But this time, Qing Chen didn't run. He paused for just a moment on the bungee tower, then spun around and charged back down the stairs!
Zhang San watched this with added surprise. How could this Daytime Boss, who had wasted half his shoulder, rush back to engage in combat with him?!
Qing Chen was also surprised when, upon turning back, he found that Zhang San had picked up a handgun from somewhere as he ascended the stairs and was now pulling the trigger at Qing Chen!
Two gunshots rang out!
The gun fired blanks.
Many thought Zhang San was just a rash brute, but in his time as a mercenary, he was most skilled in close-quarters pistol shooting!
In those particular environments, handguns were their sidearms for survival!
A shocking scene ensued—those two shots hit Qing Chen in the face, but they merely caused the young man's head to jerk backward; the bullets did not penetrate his face but sparked off it instead!
The Taboo, ACE-005! Da Fu!
Despite the dizziness overwhelming his brain, Qing Chen leaped up recklessly.
However, he did not pounce at Zhang San but rather at the empty space in the middle of the spiral staircase.
The instant Qing Chen crossed paths with Zhang San and fell toward the empty space in the spiral staircase.
Qing Chen flicked his wrist. He, Zhang San, and the puppet became three points in a straight line, while a seemingly invisible thread deftly wound around Zhang San's neck.
Zhang San turned and threw a punch at Qing Chen's chest, his blood vessels throbbing violently on his fist.
Caught off guard, Qing Chen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
However, Zhang San's world seemed to slow down.
He helplessly watched as Qing Chen's crimson blood splattered into the air and, as though cut by an invisible thread, split in half.
What was it? What had split the blood apart? The thought flickered through Zhang San's mind.
There was no time for him to understand.
In an instant, an invisible silk line that connected the puppet to Qing Chen's wrist suddenly tensed!
That thread, unbeknownst to when, turned into a sharp blade!
With a hiss, Zhang San's neck was sliced by the thread, leaving fine bloodlines that gradually filled his eyes with red.
Qing Chen, holding the Puppeteer with one hand, dangled shakily in the air between the spiraling staircase, gasping for breath.
This battle might not have been the toughest in his life, but it was definitely the most intense.
He was forced to play his final hand!
The sniper rifle was used, the absolute gun feel was used, the combination technique of Puppeteer and Knight Vital Energy was employed.
Even the taboo ACE-005 tactic of "using the face to catch bullets" had been deployed. Qing Chen felt a chill of fright; he was scared in that moment what if the Taboo couldn't stop the bullet, what if the bullet hadn't hit his face, what if Da Fu got angry...
This was a method developed by Qing Chen himself, but in reality, he wasn't completely sure about its effectiveness, and Uncle Li Dong had not mentioned it either.
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Of course, this wasn't Uncle Li Dong's fault, mainly because there were few who could push this Demigod to the point of using his face to catch bullets.
Qing Chen, fighting off the dizziness in his head, grasped the handrail of the spiral staircase and slowly climbed back up, laying back on a cold, lifeless body to catch his breath.
Following that, he felt a massive sense of relief from the Breathing Technique.
The young man felt himself incredibly calm.
He slowly stood up, silently glancing at Zhang San's body, picked up the Bluetooth earpiece from the latter's ear, and with the Breathing Technique, mimicked an unfamiliar voice to speak, "He's dead."
This time, Huan Yu did not laugh, instead, there was a long silence.
After a moment, Qing Chen said, "The Daytime Boss sends his regards."
Having said that, he crushed the Bluetooth earpiece and carried the Puppet down the stairs.
This was the last step he needed to take.
Outside the Bungee Tower, a young man who had been watching said, "Boss, the Daytime Boss is coming out with Qing Chen on his back, covered in blood, looking like a blood man. Qing Chen must have been badly injured; he looks in bad shape and can't even lift his head."
"Is Qing Chen dead," Huan Yu asked calmly.
At that moment, the Puppet behind Qing Chen weakly lifted a hand and patted Qing Chen on the shoulder, as if to show gratitude.
The young man said, "He shouldn't be dead. Somehow this kid is as tough as Xiao Qiang. From my guess, he's been shot in the intestines and kicked by Zhang San, yet he hasn't died... amazing!"
Huan Yu coldly said, "I don't have time for your yapping. Judge for me, is there any possibility to kill him now?"
Hiding in the shadow behind the trees, the young man lowered his voice and exaggerated, "Come on, boss, my strength is so meagre, and you're asking me to kill such a freak now? Did you count how many of our guys he took out tonight alone? I wouldn't be enough to even get stuck in his teeth!"
"If you're scared, hide well and don't let him find you," said Huan Yu, irritated.
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