Shot in the Head

After putting on layer after layer of clothes, Ye Xingchen walked out of the room with the sniper rifle and went to the small room next door.

Ye Xingchen opened the door and closed it with a bang. He opened the shooting hole on the seventh floor and quietly poked the tip of the sniper rifle out of the shooting hole.

He had been studying this gun for a whole night. Other than learning how to load and unload the magazine, Ye Xingchen had never tried it out in real life.

After aiming for a while, the people who heard the commotion from their homes rushed over, afraid that if they were a step late, the credit would be snatched by others.

Behind them was a wall, and in front of them were people. Zheng Huaqiang and the rest of his lackeys were still hesitating about whether to enter the wall when they heard the sound of fighting inside.