He deftly took out the gun barrel and assembled it together; the man reached out his hand, chambered a magazine, and stepped over to a corner of the rooftop. He deftly lay down and lined his eyes up with the scope.
East stands, direction... nine o’clock.
The man gradually moved the gun barrel, and as he did so, several figures quickly came into his field of vision.
Three people, a man, a woman, and a child, all wearing jeans and light jackets—Huangfu Jue’s family of three.
The sniper rifle’s crosshair lingered on Huangfu Jue’s chest for a moment, then moved over, targeting Gan Tang, who was sitting beside him drinking water.
The man stretched out his hand to grab his phone and quickly typed in two characters in response.
Inside the restroom on the square, Qian Xueying’s phone vibrated lightly. Watching the words "Received" on the screen, she lifted the corners of her lips and quickly typed a few characters in reply.
"I want him to die in his mother’s arms!"
The other party’s reply came back quickly.
Qian Xueying turned off the phone and swiftly removed the SIM card from inside, tossed it into the toilet, and sneered as she pressed the flush button.
She watched the SIM card get washed away before she straightened her clothes and walked out of the stall.
Just then, a woman came into the restroom with a child. Qian Xueying stepped aside to let them go first.
"Let the child wash first!"
The grateful mother said, "Say thank you to the auntie, quickly."
The small child by her side lifted his face and milkily thanked Qian Xueying.
Qian Xueying smiled gently.
After they finished washing up and left, Qian Xueying waved to them, then stood in front of the mirror, washed her hands, leisurely fixed her hair, and turned to walk out of the restroom.
Back on the stands, she smiled as she took the drink that the boy with her was handing over. Qian Xueying sipped the drink and glanced in the direction of Huangfu Jue and his family, lifting her lips slightly.
"Today is truly a beautiful day."
"Yeah!" The boy tried to suppress his excitement, "I think so too."
With her gaze retracted, Qian Xueying smiled as she looked at the building opposite, wondering if it was almost time for the show to start?
At the top floor of the building, the assassin had once again steadied the sniper rifle and aimed.
During such a large-scale event, security was naturally very tight; he would have only one chance to shoot, and he couldn’t afford to miss.
Soon, he locked onto Gan Tang in the scope, but with the constant flow of people in the stands and the child being so small, he kept getting blocked by others. He waited for a while but couldn’t get a clear shot at the child.
The man punched the ground, swearing out loud.
Gan Tang handed back the cup after finishing the water, yet Gan Yuan paid no attention, just watching something in the distance with a brooding gaze.
"Mommy?!" The little one gently nudged Gan Yuan’s arm, puzzled and followed her gaze, "What are you watching?"
Gan Yuan retracted her gaze and took the cup from his hand.
It was not like Moses to come to this kind of place to watch fireworks; if he had come, there must be another reason. Her gaze fell on Gan Tang and Huangfu Jue beside her.
Now that the whole world knew who Xiaotang’s father was, he couldn’t possibly be unaware. Knowing that her betrayal of those years was because of Huangfu Jue and Gan Tang, he would surely not let it go.
Could it be that he...
Considering a certain possibility, Gan Yuan couldn’t help but shudder.
She suddenly turned to look in the direction of Moses, only to see a surge of people—Moses’s figure had long since disappeared.