บท 76: Chapter 76: Small Pavilion

Zhao Sihai's eight-fold scope was always aiming at the Ghost Tree where Song Jian was hiding. Each shot with the M24 required the bolt to be pulled back. The time it took was short for ordinary people, but for Song Jian who was already at level seven, a second or two was enough time to do a lot of things. Therefore, even though Zhao Sihai still had the upper hand, he was panicking on the inside, daring not to let his guard down for a moment.

Sweat was slowly seeping from Zhao Sihai's forehead. Afraid to wipe it away, he watched as a drop slid pass his eyebrows, and fell into his eye. Zhao Sihai felt a sting and involuntarily twitched his eye.

Just then, the Ghost Tree he had been aiming at suddenly had a shadow dart out from the left. Zhao Sihai pulled the trigger instinctively.

Bang~

With a loud bang, a look of joy filled Zhao Sihai's face.

"Hit!" he exclaimed.