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To facilitate tonight's "fishing plan," they even went so far as to contact Genjiro to act together.
He simply instructed Genjiro to spread the word through his subordinates that Cao Han would be appearing on the streets of Shibuya that night.
As a five-star hotel, the Regent Hotel undoubtedly boasts a world-class security system, making it extremely difficult for anyone with a 5 billion yen bounty to sneak in undetected.
To strangers, Cao Han and Lucy Pallas, walking on the streets of Shibuya, looked like a young couple strolling around, seemingly completely unsuspecting.
"By the way, senior, I still don't know what your Word of Power is!"
“Uh… a kind of Word of Power that isn’t recorded in the periodic table of Words of Power, called ‘Prophet’.” Lucy Pallas didn’t hide anything; even if she didn’t say it, Cao Han could have asked Norma with his authority to find out.
prophet?
The name itself sounds sophisticated and high-class.
"Actually, the effect of this Word of Power isn't as impressive as its name suggests." Lucy quickly explained, understanding the expression on Cao Han's face. This was the thought that everyone had when they first heard about her Word of Power, and they were already used to it.
"First of all, this is a passive form of incantation, meaning I can't be sure when it will be triggered suddenly; secondly, the foreseen future will only present a vague picture, and when and where it will happen is unknown; finally, this prophecy will only be related to me."
"understood."
Upon hearing this, Cao Han immediately understood. It wasn't that the Word of Power was useless, but rather that its application to Lucy Pallas was a waste of its potential.
Word of Power: Prophet. Judging from its effects, this kind of Word of Power is suitable for appearing on the Chosen One, where the world vortex revolves around them, allowing them to personally experience various major events and then trigger the Word of Power effect.
"Did you foresee what would happen tonight?"
Fingel asked casually, and Lucy Pallas not only remained silent, but also looked hesitant.
With the super-long-range vision of a 15x scope, Fingel could see not only Lucy Pallas's facial expressions, but even the smallest pores on her face. "Could it really be a prophecy?"
Lucy Pallas sometimes really thinks there's some truth to her roommate's constant criticism that she's "all brawn and no brains and can't keep secrets."
"Hmm." The voice was so soft it was almost inaudible unless Lucy Pallas nodded.
"Didn't you say that the time and place of your prediction were unknown?" For the first time, Fingel felt that he had the potential to be a jinx.
"Because the background of the blurry image is Shibuya, I can't be wrong about that."
"Hiss—" Fingel was about to give himself a piece of his mind. It would have been so much better if he hadn't asked so many questions. To be honest, he was already thinking of backing out.
We can't let that little bit of bounty put us in real danger.
"It's okay, can you tell me what you saw, senior?"
Lucy Pallas thought it over carefully: "The reason I didn't tell you is because I myself couldn't quite understand the images in this prophecy."
All I saw was a streak of red light, like a shooting star.
"A shooting red light? Word magic? Or some kind of laser weapon?" These were the only two possibilities that Cao Han could think of at first.
If it really is the power of words, Cao Han is not worried at all.
Even the extremely dangerous Word of Judgment was completely ineffective against him when used by the White King, let alone other Words of Judgment. On the contrary, some kind of high-tech laser weapon...
When Cao Han returned from the burial site "Takamagahara," he had already heard that if he had been any slower, a space-based kinetic weapon would have landed directly on his head.
It is said that its power can annihilate all living things at the cellular level. Cao Han estimated that his fate would not be much better than that of Bai Wang, as he was caught off guard by the unexpected attack.
He secretly made a note of this to Pompeii Gattuso, the head of the Gattuso family, and vowed to "repay" him properly when the opportunity arose!
Seeing that his senior was a little uneasy, Cao Han first comforted her, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"
Then, turning his head, he continued to ask into the headset, "Eagle, Eagle~ how many clueless geniuses have we discovered so far?"
“There were seventeen in total. Even the one who thought he was being discreet sized you up seven times. It seems they were all waiting for someone to make the first move and test your strength,” Fingel reported truthfully.
"It seems that this person hasn't been completely blinded by the 5 billion yen."
Just imagine, would someone worth a 5 billion dollar bounty be so easy to kill?
If it were that simple, the enemy could have taken care of it themselves, so why bother offering a reward?
These people are indeed risking their lives to make a living, but nobody wants to be the one who "earns money but doesn't live to spend it"!
"How many of these people have Interpol bounties on their hands?"
"Not many, nine people, and the bounties they carried varied in value, but together they were probably worth about five or six million US dollars."
"Let's begin then. Once we've dealt with this first batch, I believe the rest will come to terms with reality." Cao Han's tone was icy, like the King of Hell announcing his death sentence.
"Yes, sir!"
boom!
The pitch-black gunshots blended perfectly into the night, and the silencer's perfect effect ensured that the enemy never knew where the bullets came from until their death.
In addition, Fingel's timing was impeccable; he almost always pulled the trigger just when the target was out of sight.
Every roaring sound coming through the headset meant the loss of a life.
However, these people were all already courting death, yet Cao Han's expression remained unchanged.
At first, there were only four or five people, and many people mistakenly thought that these people who had collapsed were just drunk or something. But when the number reached eight or nine, people began to realize that something was wrong.
"Ahhh!"
"It's dead!!!"
"Call an ambulance!"
"Run~"
"..."
Soon, passersby on the streets of Shibuya noticed something was wrong; the large patch of bright red liquid flowing from the body was so conspicuous in the darkness.
The sudden death threw pedestrians on the street into a panic.
Some screamed in fright, some turned pale and immediately wanted to put on their yo-yos, and some were overcome with compassion and wanted to call the police or dial emergency services; their reactions varied.
The remaining bounty hunters, who thought they were well hidden, all changed their expressions drastically. The experienced ones reacted immediately and looked for blind spots to shoot.
"There are snipers!"
"Damn it! A competitor? A rival? Or an accomplice of the target?"
"Give up, give up~"
Like a mantis stalking a cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, the survivors were in a frenzy. Some persisted, unwilling to give up, while others, overwhelmed by fear, decisively gave up.
When it comes to life, no amount of money matters!
Inside a department store in Shibuya.
Assassin and the short man browsed among the items like ordinary tourists, secretly cursing under their breath:
"What a bunch of fools! They didn't even realize it was such a simple trap before they jumped right in."
"It seems the target is already on guard? Should we continue?" The short man asked, as if he already knew the answer.
"People are often most relaxed when they are closest to victory. These idiots are not entirely useless; at least they helped to divert our attention."
"Then let's continue according to the original plan."
"Of course!"
On the streets of Shibuya, the sniping by Finger continued, and those who thought they could escape by hiding in the usual blind spots ultimately could not escape death.
The specially made armor-piercing rounds provided by the equipment department of Kassel College can easily penetrate even 20-centimeter-thick steel plates, let alone the cement walls that people thought were safe.
One-time use and you're good to go!
"It's done."
Hearing Fingel's slightly relaxed words through her earpiece, Lucy Pallas finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's leave as soon as we're done."
“Then let’s go.” Cao Han wasn’t a stubborn person and knew what Lucy Pallas was worried about. “Fingal, you can handle the cleanup yourself.”
"no problem."
They had agreed beforehand that Fingel and Lucy Pallas would split the Interpol reward 30/70, and Cao Han, who wasn't short of money, would take it.
It can only be said that Herzog's five billion yen bounty seems to be all bark and no bite. These first batch of reckless local bounty hunters are more like pawns, and most of them are not even hybrids.
The main force came from mercenary and assassin organizations that arrived in Japan from all over the world.
If it weren't for more important matters to attend to, Cao Han might have had the leisure to play with these people.
Little did he know that his every move was under intense scrutiny.
That sudden turn of his head, his dejected demeanor as if he wanted to leave, made many people hiding in the shadows lose their composure. This opportunity might only come once, so they couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Whoosh-"
"Whoosh-"
The sound of wind breaking as they moved quickly rang out, and at the same time, people from three directions rushed towards the location where Cao Han and Lucy Pallas were.
at the same time.
Fingel, who was holding a gun high in the air, also encountered an opponent. A bullet hole appeared in his original spot. If he hadn't noticed something was wrong and changed his position in advance, things might have turned out very differently.
“These people should all be a team. The other side also has a sniper, and he’s quite skilled. Give me 10 seconds.”
To receive such a high evaluation from Fingel, it seems that the one who made the move this time was a hybrid.
A mixed-race gang committed the crime!?
Looking at the three enemies charging in from three directions, providing tactical cover for each other, they certainly seemed very well-trained. Just look at their movement speed – it was something no ordinary person could achieve.
"Senior, it's time to show your true strength!" Cao Han teased.
"Can I not have it?"
Lucy Pallas looked at the three enemies charging menacingly at her. If she wasn't mistaken, each of them was armed with a tactical dagger, while she herself was unarmed.
“Of course… no way!” Cao Han wasn’t going to let Lucy Pallas do it for nothing, so he tempted her, “I’ll write all of your heroic performance in the mission report, and your GPA will be waving at you.”
GPA!?
As soon as Lucy Pallas heard this, she was wide awake!
Fortunately, she wasn't completely unprepared. She had a particular fondness for a Hollywood martial arts star named "Bruce Lee," which led her to choose nunchucks, an uncommon weapon, during her cold weapon course.
For this reason, Lucy Parade specifically chose to wear tall boots today. She took out half of the nunchucks from her calves and fastened the chain in the middle to make a complete nunchuck.
Perhaps the most bewildered people right now are the passersby walking the streets of Shibuya.