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The mercenary walked over and used his rifle to poke the dead rabbit. As they were only about a meter apart, the sniper's breathing turned sharp. He could feel the air thicken with a murder as the mercenary came close while holding the rifle in his hand.

"A rabbit." The man held the grey rabbit.

Bo Jiu understood the language and could hear the suspicion in his tone.

Very swiftly, the man raised his rifle once more, shooting towards the bushes maniacally.

Bo Jiu wanted to lift her head but hurriedly buried it back. Fortunately, due to the natural terrains, they weren't hurt by the rifle but the impact made it a grim situation.

They were using a real rifle and had made modifications to mute the noise produced. The security at the borders wasn't the best and with the rain that had just fallen, there was no one who would discover them.

Bo Jiu wasn't sure of the reasons they were here but she couldn't let them go any further.