For an ordinary person, assembling a gun might take a minute or two, but for a special forces soldier like Zhan Long, twenty-five seconds is enough.
Even after assembly, there's still time to completely eliminate the target.
Only with the target dead can the secret be truly kept.
His work as an assassin, once exposed, is all over; secrecy is paramount.
"Clatter, clatter..."
After a series of fluid movements, the assassin had already released the safety and pointed the gun at Qin Mu.
But only after doing this did he realize that Qin Mu hadn't left, but was standing not far away watching him, even with a hint of a smile in his eyes.
What does this mean?
Watching me assemble a gun, aren't you afraid?
Aren't you afraid of death?
Did you think just because you're with Flying Eagle, I wouldn't dare kill you?
The assassin, gun in hand, stared at Qin Mu and said in a low voice, "You're Flying Eagle, and I respect you, but I must kill you today. Only the dead can keep secrets forever!"
"Xu Datou is really getting worse with age. Is this the kind of trash he's leading?"
Qin Mu's tone was full of sarcasm. "I don't care what your reasons are for killing me, but as someone who protects the country, doing this kind of business, I despise you!"
"I don't need your respect, and I won't change my mind about killing you just because of your mockery. Accept your fate!"
The assassin said coldly, immediately preparing to pull the trigger, ready to end it all.
However, after pulling the trigger, there was no sound of a bullet blasting out as he expected; just a click, and it was gone.
"Your mind's in turmoil, aren't you?"
Qin Mu smiled slightly, shrugged, and a handful of bullets fell to the ground.
He had already taken all the bullets earlier, just in case.
It's over!
"How utterly humiliating!"
Without bullets, the gun's weight was different, and he hadn't even noticed!
Damn it!
The assassin's eyes were filled with frustration and shame. The main reason, however, was the immense pressure he felt facing the Flying Eagle Squad. He had a constant feeling of being outmatched, yet he still had to kill them.
This mental turmoil naturally made it impossible to concentrate, let alone notice the gun's malfunction.
"Remember to turn yourself in tomorrow, or I'll have Xu Datou handle it."
Qin Mu casually reminded him, then walked outside.
The assassin hesitated for a moment, looking at the bullets on the ground. Suddenly, he rushed forward, picked up a bullet, loaded it into the magazine, still intending to kill his opponent.
Unfortunately, after loading, he couldn't find Qin Mu anywhere. The vast darkness was silent, as if nothing had happened.
"Bang!"
The assassin slammed his fist against the wall. He knew he'd been delusional.
Who were they?
The Flying Eagle Squad!
Could someone from that place be an ordinary person?
He'd just calculated that he'd assemble a gun to kill them, but wouldn't they have calculated that he'd pick up the bullets on the ground?
Since they dared to throw them, it meant they were fully prepared.
Every step he took was within their calculations.
Thinking this way, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness!
This feeling was unbearable. He clearly had the advantage, yet he was being beaten mercilessly.
"Beep beep beep..."
A police siren sounded. The assassin dared not delay any longer, quickly turned around, and left the scene.
He was now hesitant, wondering whether he should turn himself in.
He believed the other party's words. The fact that they could so casually address their War Dragon Squad leader as "Big Head Xu" was enough to show the other party's high status; otherwise, who would dare call the captain by his nickname?
If he didn't go, the other party would go after Captain Xu, and he'd be finished anyway.
As a member of War Dragon, he'd actually become an assassin!
He was disgracing the entire War Dragon Squad!
On the way, the assassin's phone kept vibrating. He took it out and saw it was his employer contacting him, clearly inquiring about the results.
The assassin didn't know what to say for a moment, so he simply turned off his phone. He couldn't face his employer saying the mission had failed.
What was the point of telling them if he really chose to turn himself in?
In a flash, he too disappeared into the night.
…
What's going on?
He's not answering the phone?
Yu Xuewen was bewildered. Counting the time, fifteen minutes had passed since the shooting. With the assassin's skills, he should have already escaped the scene and been out of danger, right?
Why isn't he answering the phone after several calls?
Did he forget about the final payment?
Or perhaps the mission failed?
Impossible!
No matter how Yu Xuewen thought about it, he couldn't understand why the assassin would fail.
Because in his view, this mission couldn't possibly fail.
A special forces soldier, armed, dealing with an unarmed and retired person would be a piece of cake!
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the assassin's call didn't come, but Huo Bo's call came first.
"Secretary, there's a major discovery!"
Yu Xuewen wasn't surprised at all by Huo Bo's words. He thought to himself: I personally arranged this; how could there not be a major discovery?
"What discovery? Tell me, were there any casualties?"
Yu Xuewen didn't care about anything else; he just wanted to know if Qin Mu was dead.
As long as he was dead, everything would be fine!
"No casualties have been found so far."
Huo Bo's voice came through, "But bullet casings and some classified documents were found on the ground."
What? No casualties found?
Yu Xuewen was completely flustered. He had no interest in listening to Huo Bo's next words, because he knew that if Qin Mu wasn't dead, all his plans for today would be in vain.
He didn't understand how Qin Mu had escaped.
Was he dead, and the body disposed of?
Was the assassin not answering his calls to dispose of the body?
"Were there any bloodstains at the scene?"
Yu Xuewen asked in a low voice.
He only wanted to know this now; he really didn't care about anything else.
After all, he already knew the other information from the scene, and it wasn't anything special.
"No, there were no bloodstains at the scene."
Huo Bo quickly replied. He didn't understand why Secretary Yu was so fixated on whether there were any dead bodies or bloodstains. Shouldn't he be asking what secret information he had discovered?
No bloodstains?
No body?
Then what exactly happened between Qin Mu and the assassin?
"Secretary, why don't you come to the site yourself? There are some materials about County Chief Qin here, I think you..."
"What are you looking at so late at night? Take them to the county committee tomorrow, I'm going to sleep!"
"Beep beep beep..."
Huo Bo was about to offer his suggestion, but Secretary Yu not only ignored it but also replied coldly, hanging up the phone abruptly, clearly very impatient.
What's going on?
Huo Bo stood there, stunned, listening to the dial tone. What's wrong with the secretary?
This is inexplicable!