A night of a hundred demons? What kind of game is this?
Jin Xin did not know.
The cold chill down his spine wasn't due to the game, but rather, he senses a looming crisis.
The crisis was coming from behind!
A slight "click" resounded, sounding eerily distant in the ghost-ridden night sky. But to Jin Xin, it was crystal clear—someone's just pulled the trigger, but who was their target?
As the thought crossed his mind, Jin Xin immediately rolled on the spot. He was quick, but his attacker was even faster. With a "thud", a bullet was fired, striking the spot on Jin Xin's back where he was just a moment ago!
Silver light scattered in all directions.
The scattered silver light in the dark night portrayed a chilling yet beautiful picture that concealed a fatal assassination attempt.
With a painful sensation piercing through his back, Jin Xin assessed the direction from which the bullet came and found a blind spot in the attacker's aim to hide.
Another "thud" echoed.