July 20, 20X2 (Midnight to Dawn)
Upper Docks
His blood boiled with anticipation. Chang Min has waited for this point in time. He had prepared for this fight with agonizing and excruciating impatience. Now that it has finally come, Chang Min thirsted for it. He longed for this madman's blood so he could color a bit of the see with red.
His rifle shook as his excitement to kill rushed through his body as if it was an ordinary feeling. The Xue family were either sane killers or insane weirdos. Chang Min admits that he belongs to both categories.
The Fool had frozen when he saw the half-blood Bonaparte, and his grin widened.
Chang Min fired the first shot, aiming straight into the Fool's heart. Honestly, he wanted to play with the Fool. He wanted to torture, make the bastard scream in agony, to inflict terrible suffering that he would beg for death, but he knew not to that while there is a possibility that he might escape. Chang Min settles for butchering The Fool's body into as many bloody pieces he could, and then make his rats eat him. If he cannot play with the murderer of his mother while he was alive, then he'll do so once he's dead.
The bullet went straight, but The Fool reacted fast enough to dodge on his left. While doing so, he took out his pistol from the holster that was strapped on his vest.
Firing twice at Chang Min, The Fool hid at one of the barrels that they kept some preserved food.
Ducking his body back into the place that Chang once hid, Chang Min evaded the shots. One bullet grazing his hair, a few centimeters closer, and it would have killed him in the head.
There was silence for a couple of milliseconds.
The Fool broke it with a couple of shots in the vicinity of Chang Min's location. He returned to where he was and unloaded the empty magazine. With effortless precision, he loaded the gun with a full magazine—the action looking as natural as breathing.
Chang Min stayed put, checking his tools in a glance. Then his eyes drifted to the things near him. Once he heard a gun's magazine being unloaded, Chang Min took the opportunity to fire multiple shots in his assault rifle. His body never even showing the impact of every fired bullet.
Chang Min stopped when a bullet grazed his feet and almost shot through his bulletproof boots. He clicked his tongue in annoyance.
Knowing the manic personality of the Fool, Chang Min had expected a confrontational man. He never expected the man to ran, and when David ran out of the room, Chang Min cursed himself. He should have taken measures to trap the man in the room. He was too bloodthirsty that he hadn't thought straight of the right thing to do.
Chang Min hated drowning in anger and bloodlust.
As Chang Min turned to another corner after making sure that there was nobody ahead, he froze when a gun was pointed at the back of his head.
Suddenly, he could feel his blood grow cold. Chang Min was in a place where The Fool knew more than he does, he has committed a very rookie mistake- one that will kill him.
Because they had no cameras inside the boat, Hao Ren could not help him. Chang Min was trapped. He had been fooled.
"I win," The Fool remarked.
Chang Min didn't have to see to know that the madman was smiling. He breathed out a loud sigh and replied, "I am not dead yet."
"You will-" The Fool was about to shoot, his finger almost pulling the trigger fully back, but a bullet embedded on his shoulder.
Using this distraction, Chang Min acted fast and pulled the trigger of his gun, aiming at the Fool's heart. With widened eyes, the Fool gritted his teeth in pain as he avoided the shoots by hiding in another container.
David pressed against his wounds, forcing the blood from bleeding out of his skin and causing him to die from blood loss. He carefully tried to wrap his handkerchief on his shoulder but was surprised when another bullet grazed his head as he moved to the side.
THEY HAD A SNIPER!
Being in the highest deck would make him a prime target! David crouched down and crawled down instead of ran. He could see his men being snipped with ease as they struggled to reach him to help. Looking at the direction of the snipper, David almost shuddered in fear.
Two snipers... a man and a woman. He could not see who it was, but that slender body and long hair was a woman. The man looked to be sitting. David was annoyed. He had a very experienced person after him at close combat, and two snipers were helping the enemy.
At the highest building, two blocks away from the upper docks, Zhao Yue was calmly firing shoots after shoots. Her heart heavy and her hands efficiently killing Arcadia members that dared to show themselves in her viewfinder. Nobody dares to mess with her family and lives to tell the tale!
"I got him!" Yue grinned.
Uncle Yu Rong, who was in a wheelchair with the same long-range gun she had propped for him to shoot comfortably, said, "Don't gloat. You didn't kill him. That wasn't a successful hit. Qinyang would have aimed for the head, so he'll be dead easy."
Yue scowled and murmured her complaints, "Loser Old Man. You're just sour that I hit him first. You have all that military experience, but a model beat you to your target."
Uncle Yu Rong started a lecture while Yue gave snide comments. Their conversation only halted when their guns fired.
Behind them was a sweatdropping doctor that Dr. Li Xi had tasked to keep an eye on their patient, who still have a mechanical ventilator at his back. Zhao Yu Rong was too bullheaded. He was a doctor's nightmare patient.