Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1205 Special Weapons

In other words, apart from his own strength, he now has no power that can match Xiao Lin. However, the more this is the case, the more relaxed he appears.

After Fourth Master’s death impacted everyone, perhaps only Xiao Lin felt the weight in his heart. This heaviness came from that figure whose information he only knew his name might be ’Liu Yi.’ Among Palermo’s Assassin Group, six members died, three were left, and this might be one of the next six. If so, did the six people around Dan Qing also come to Palermo?

Robert didn’t give Xiao Lin any more free time to think about these things. As the sky began to brighten, his chances to kill Xiao Lin would become increasingly smaller. He gestured to the side buildings, and dozens of sniper rifles simultaneously aimed at Xiao Lin standing there. Smirking, he flashed to the side, staying as far away from Xiao Lin as possible. Bullets have no eyes, and under intense sniping, it’s not unlikely for someone to lose their aim.

The first gunshot rang out; Xiao Lin seemed lost, but his keen sense for danger was so sharp it was as if his body and mind were one. He dodged to the side as the second bullet followed suit. Then came the third, fourth, and fifth, not giving Xiao Lin any chance to breathe. There was only one enemy on the main building’s rooftop, so those snipers could shoot bullet after bullet recklessly. Whether they hit or miss, there was only one target, and their chances of victory were one out of a hundred, very likely.

However, such assumptions are made based on the target being stationary. Xiao Lin was no fool; he wouldn’t be standing there like a prey. He didn’t know if Fourth Master would resurrect again, nor the reason why the Assassin Group wanted to kill him. However, he knew if Robert died, he wouldn’t resurrect. Amid the first wave of gunfire, he stretched out his arm and pressed a raven beneath him, leaving snipers without a target under their scopes, obstructed by the rooftop’s structural angles, leaving them clueless.

Xiao Lin, lying on the ground during the gunfire pause, suddenly bolted and charged towards Robert’s hiding spot. In technical confrontation, Robert had absolutely no chance to take a step forward. Despite being a stern character, when Xiao Lin pounced, he braced his body using ground rebound force and fiercely swung a punch towards Xiao Lin’s abdomen during his descent.

The previous fierce battle left Xiao Lin with considerable injuries, and through instinctive bodily reaction, he believed that compared to their differential in physical resilience, he held a slight advantage.

Boom! After the clash of fists, the two separated. Robert stumbled to the edge of the railing before stopping. He flicked his right arm awkwardly, although that punch wasn’t damaging enough to fracture bones, thanks to prior preparation. A glance at the steel plate on the back of his hand showed it had dented significantly; without it absorbing Xiao Lin’s power, his hand would have been crippled.

"Hehehe!" Robert leaned against the railing, straightening his body. He laughed at Xiao Lin lying half-prone on the ground, discarding the steel plate, revealing a bizarre weapon in his hand. It looked like a giant water pistol rather than a gun, the barrel as thick as an arm, with the handle much larger than standard firearms, appearing with a metallic sheen, but radiating a non-metallic light under the rising sun, glistening faintly. This was made of rare alloy, mostly used in aerospace technology.

Xiao Lin slowly stood up, his eyes fixed on the object in Robert’s hand, squinting.

"Hahaha, are you scared, Young Master Xiao?" Robert mistook Xiao Lin’s silence for fear, similar to his expression when four people suddenly appeared earlier. Brandishing the weapon in his hand, he wore a triumphant smile. "You, and Fourth Master, what good is fighting in front of this? You seem as insignificant as ants; do you know what this is? Hahaha, a light pull on this trigger, and everyone here will die, including you."

With those words, Robert pointed the weapon towards a henchman. Without waiting for a reaction, a beam of light shot out, and that person turned to ash instantly, needing not a second, disappearing completely, without a trace left.

Rober watched his handiwork, laughing more arrogantly and complacent. "Though you said this thing hasn’t been officially used, wasn’t that earlier experiment successful in your eyes?" Robert aimed the gun at Xiao Lin. "If you don’t want to die, hand over the Dharma Seal. With it and the Rose Staff, I can rule the criminal underworld." Xiao Lin thought Robert was insane. In his other hand, he held the Rose Staff stolen by Hong Lian from the Wang Family. "Young Master Xiao, here’s a word of advice: you have no chance to refuse now, even without you. I can get the Dharma Seal from your Xiao Family. Know what method Quan Xianglin plans to use against you? Hahahaha, I greatly admire your ability, Young Master Xiao. If you cooperate with me now, I can guarantee eliminating Shao Weihua and others, even take care of that Quan Xianglin for you."

"Just with that thing in your hand?" Without Robert’s orders, the snipers on either side remained idle.

"This is only part of what Shao Weihua got; I have plenty in hand. Selling one piece is enough to sustain me for several lifetimes. Know what we rely on to sustain our status? Money. Beyond money, everything is false. Nicholas possesses families with money; as long as I have enough, I have status. Now the entire Palermo underground network is in my grasp; he will eventually be mine."

Xiao Lin grinned. "It sounds nice, but..."

Robert’s gleeful expression froze, blinking, an ephemeral silhouette flashed by, and Xiao Lin was upon him, his left hand clawing at Robert’s wrist while the right hand wielded a sharp spike. With his wrist held, he was already past Robert’s left side, forcing his left arm backward, the spike pressed against his throat.

The Rose Staff fell to the ground; even the finest materials suffer damage from heavy impact. When the staff hit the ground, a petal was struck, causing a series of clicks and the opening of all rose petals. An angel’s winged chassis lifted, layer by layer, unraveling, yet stuck on the final third layer. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)