The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 555 [Battling the Sniper]

Next, Ye Chenfeng’s speed suddenly increased, his series of flying kicks lightly tapping the joints of a group of Second God’s mercenaries, seemingly effortless but with the destructive force of a car crash!

Sounds of cracking and shattering resonated in succession.

"Ah..."

Screams after screams seemed as if they would pierce through the ceiling of the cave!

The joint maneuvers of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu were utilized by Ye Chenfeng to perfection!

Shattering their joints, rendering them incapable of movement, then delivering powerful flying kicks to burst their skulls, ending their lives!

The terrible yet eerie afterimage moved unpredictably—forward and back, left and right—a Poison Snake twisting through the crowd with impunity. Each pause in his footsteps left behind a mist of blood and a corpse, with nothing fancy like in the movies. Instead, the monotony bored the onlookers, yet it was fatally effective, like the Grim Reaper’s scythe harvesting lives!

The booming and splattering sounds rose and fell, fleshly palms and leather shoes collided incessantly with hard skulls, spraying clouds of blood and bursting heads open in a macabre display that never ceased!

Another round of irregular assaults left dozens of bodies scattered across the floor, limbs and organs incomplete!

Less than twenty people remained!

Over half of the forty-odd people in the cave were wiped out in an instant!

Ye Chenfeng barely took a breath before he launched another catastrophic assault, and ten more bodies were added to the scene!

Only ten people were left.

The leader was the deputy of Emperor of Night, a tall Caucasian named Jeffrey.

Seeing the mountain of bones and river of blood before him, Jeffrey felt waves of fear in his heart, realizing he had provoked a monster!

A monster that even their great Second God couldn’t defeat, and now that their master had fled, leaving them to take the blame.

But now, Jeffrey felt truly prepared to die, as all his tactics were useless against this man!

"Those outside, listen up and run for it, don’t come in!" Jeffrey decided to cover for the soldiers outside to escape.

"Kill!"

Finally, he charged up with a few of the toughest fighters, hoping to pierce Ye Chenfeng’s flesh and heart with their Triangular Military Daggers!

"Ya!"

The first guy who charged forward shone cold light from his Military Dagger, and with significant force, the dagger hissed through the air due to the intense friction!

"Hoo!"

But just as he was about to strike Ye Chenfeng’s heart, a blurry shadow flickered on his retina, and Ye Chenfeng suddenly leapt from the spot, rising one and a half meters off the ground, causing the Triangular Military Dagger to miss its mark and pass between the gaps of his lower legs!

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, a dull thud followed; the soldier felt a tremendous force strike his neck, as if it was about to be twisted into a pretzel. At the same time, his body was pinned down and crashed to the ground.

"Crack!"

A chilling sound of bone breaking echoed as the legs that were grasping his bald head twisted together, snapping the neck outright!

The chokehold technique of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu!

"Whew!"

With a light pant, Ye Chenfeng activated again, turning his back to one of the men. As that man stabbed forward with his Military Dagger, Chenfeng swiftly grabbed his wrists and, with a sudden burst of strength, flung him from behind straight onto the ground in front of him!

"Bang!"

A punch descended, and blood sprayed in all directions!

The back control technique of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu Combat Techniques!

With a fierce leap, he knocked down the two opponents coming at him head-on, quickly following up with a Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu top control technique to suppress them while fists, comparable to a car crash, rained down on their faces!

"Bang bang!"

In the hands of Ye Chenfeng, these experts of the Second God were like infants in swaddling clothes, each one lifted and slammed to the ground by Ye Chenfeng, either breaking their waists or crashing headfirst to the earth. Life was too fragile in this man’s hands!

In less than thirty seconds, all but Jeffrey had gone to report to King Yan!

Jeffrey felt as if his heart had been violently cleaved open by an axe, a surge of violent, grim, dark, and brutal emotions gushing into his innermost being. He even felt as if his heart was about to stop beating, struggling to breathe, as if he had been plunged into an eternal ice cellar!

"Da da da..."

At that moment, streams of orange flames shot out, and the orange shells of bullets scattered on the ground!

"Fuck, how did you guys get here?" Jeffrey angrily said.

But under the interwoven fire net, that man from the depths of Hell still moved with ease, ghostly in movement technique, unmatched in speed; every bullet struck the ground, creating a series of pitted cavities!

"Argh argh..."

A shadow streaked through the desolate night, casting sprays of blood mist!

From the ground to a cave entrance some forty to fifty meters away, there was no trace between the two points, not even any lingering image, as if it were some effect from a filmstrip: montage!

The moment Jeffrey turned his head, a series of heads burst one after another, leaving behind only headless corpses!

The terrifying sight before his eyes and the dark shadows in his mind made Jeffrey choose to plunge a Military Dagger into his chest to commit suicide, ending everything!

"Emperor of Night, from today on, I will hunt down your Second God, killing until you show yourself!" The cave was left littered with bodies.

Ye Chenfeng lit a cigarette and slowly walked out of the cave.

"Bang!"

But just as he stepped out of the cave, his heart sank, and his eyes were filled with danger.

Ye Chenfeng hastily dodged, leaving two bullet holes in the spot he had just vacated. His right shoulder was scorched by a bullet, the pain sharp and burning.

Large-caliber sniper rifles!

And there were two snipers, pushing sniper tactics to their limits, particularly lethal at night.

The ambush having failed, the two rapidly retreated, knowing full well the ferocity of Ye Chenfeng.

"Think you can run? It’s not that easy!" Ye Chenfeng’s eyes were bloodshot; today he was determined to eliminate every soldier of the Second God.

Ye Chenfeng casually picked up a handgun from the ground, crouching low like a cat, darting through the forest, trailing a series of afterimages.

Meanwhile, two figures sprinted through the eastern woods, their movements light despite the bulky appearance of their gear, as if it were weightless—this was the United States’ "Warrior Knitted Clothes," designed to minimize the weight of the fabric.

They exerted every ounce of their strength, but the distance between them and Ye Chenfeng was rapidly closing.

"Buddy, looks like we can’t leave alive today unless we kill this freak!"

"Fuck! Never came across such a formidable opponent!"

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After exchanging glances, they decided not to run anymore and chose a favorable terrain for a sniper ambush.