Taoist Master Leaves the Mountains: All My Senior Sisters Love Me Chapter 439: Flick Snipe

However, it was no use!

A bullet, just like it had penetrated the head of a previous Fourth Grade Martial Warrior, directly went through his head, and at the sa ti, the powerful force of the sniper rifle bullet even managed to lift his Celestial Cover off his skull with sheer force.

Although the bodily defenses of a Fourth Grade Martial Warrior are extrely formidable, the crucial issue is that the physical strength of a Fourth Grade Martial Warrior simply cannot contend with a sniper rifle.

When facing a sniper, their only advantage is the danger sense that a Fourth Grade Martial Warrior possesses.

In this way, they could avoid being shot by preemptively dodging before the sniper even fired.

But the crux of the matter now was that their danger sense as Fourth Grade Martial Warriors seed to have completely failed them. By the ti the other two Fourth Grade Martial Warriors tried to dodge, their heads had already been pierced by a sniper bullet.

The only possibility was that this sniper, was flick shooting!

"Move now!"

A Fourth Grade Martial Warrior roared, and the three remaining Fourth Grade Martial Warriors started to advance along an unpredictable route.

They weren't stupid.

During this ti, they had deduced that this sniper possessed an extrely powerful ability to flick shoot.

They were Fourth Grade Martial Warriors!

They had danger sense.

And the opponent, unless they used the ability to flick shoot, would not allow them to sense any danger before they took aim, and by the ti they realized the danger and planned to respond, it was already too late!

This was akin to the red line that appeared during a hundred-mile snipe.

When a hundred-mile snipe is perford in the normal way, the target would see a red line, and just based on this red line alone, they could effectively avoid being shot.

However, the critical problem was, if one were flick shooting, the target would have no way of seeing this red line; by the ti they reacted, the bullet would already be upon them.

Of course, this placed a huge demand on the sniper's abilities.

However, abilities were of no concern to Wang Ye.

Other n might say they can't do it, but Wang Ye could only say he was an expert!

Wang Ye stood on the twenty-fourth floor of the Longitude International building, watching the three rapidly moving Fourth Grade Martial Warriors below. Their speed of movent was so fast that even as they moved, there wasn't the slightest sign of a trace.

Wrong!

There was a trace!

Wang Ye observed carefully. Although those three Fourth Grade Martial Warriors below were constantly changing their movent trajectories to avoid being anticipated by a sniper rifle, even then, they would subconsciously move according to their habitual trajectory, albeit not as obvious.

With careful observation, one could discern their habitual trajectory, and thus predict where these three Fourth Grade Martial Warriors would move next.

Wang Ye's attention was focused to the extre, observing, judging.

At that mont, Wang Ye maintained the utmost calmness. With just a slight subconscious slip in the opponent's movent trajectory, Wang Ye could fire and resolve the situation!

Shortly, Wang Ye turned his gaze to a stout woman.

He squinted his eyes. The trajectory of that plump woman had been exactly the sa for the past two tis.

Opportunity!

Swing the sniper rifle!

Fire!

Wang Ye, seizing the mont as the plump woman was about to change directions, pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle, and a bullet whizzed out toward her.

Boom!

The muzzle of the Barrett roared like a dragon spewing fire, and the sniper bullet was born from those flas, hurtling towards the plump woman.

The moving plump woman's Martial Warrior intuition flashed a warning in her mind, telling her that she would die in the next mont. She imdiately tried to change direction.

However.

Before the plump woman could change her course, the bullet fired from Wang Ye's Barrett pierced directly through her left eye.

She only felt a severe pain transmitting instantly into her brain nerves, but before she could scream from the pain, she fell to the ground and into a pool of blood.

The other two Fourth Grade Martial Warriors, seeing yet another Martial Warrior collapse into a pool of blood, realized in a split second that their squad of five was now reduced to just the two of them. Fear welled up within them instantly.

An inexplicable terror took root in their hearts.

Just a mont ago, they had stopped using predictable patterns to move, yet even under those circumstances, one of them was still killed.

Wang Ye, from his high vantage point, was like the Grim Reaper himself, and his Barrett sniper rifle was the scythe reaping lives. In the monts to follow, no one knew when it would emit a red fla again.

To harvest another life.

Now, only the two of them were left.

"It's all right!"

One of the Fourth Grade Martial Warriors said to his companion, "We're only a hundred ters away from getting out of the sniper's range. Once we do, the two of us Fourth Grade Martial Warriors will charge him and surely take him down."

Comforted by his comrade's words, the Martial Warrior felt much better. They looked at the hundred-ter stretch before them and knew that once they crossed it, their path ahead would be clear.

Their lives would not be reaped!

However.

As they were almost out of Wang Ye's shooting range, a slight smile played on the lips of the sniper above them.

A slip-up!

The Fourth Grade Martial Warrior on the left had been flawless up until now, but as they neared the safe zone, perhaps relieved, he let his guard down and made a mistake.

Wang Ye had been watching them all along. At the instant the Fourth Grade Martial Warrior made a misstep, Wang Ye's sniper bullet went straight for him.

Boom!

Another sound like thunder broke the silence. The instant the gun fired, the faces of the two Fourth Grade Martial Warriors below turned deathly pale.

Fear rushed to their brains!