"Fool, we're on a high-rise! The Night Emperor can't do anything to us here!"

The Gun Demon suppressed his urge to flee, his voice violent as he shouted at his subordinate.

"Yeah! We're a street away, on the rooftop of an eight-story building, the Night Emperor can't catch up with us easily!"

The subordinate, with a look of having narrowly escaped, chanted and then turned to look at the helicopter not far away: "Even if he wants to chase us, he would have to overcome the barriers of the streets and buildings. By the time he makes it up here, we'll be gone on the helicopter! Haha, Commander, you're a genius, planning even the escape route!"

Despite still being terrified, the Gun Demon felt a bit calmer after hearing his subordinate's somewhat hysterical flattery.

Just to be safe, he had deliberately stationed himself in this building without an elevator, and had arranged for a helicopter for their escape.

The helicopter was initially only meant to evade police capture, but it had inadvertently become the key to escaping the Night Emperor's pursuit.

Swish!

The wind-breaking sound echoed, and Qin Hao disappeared from sight, reappearing by the roadside.

"God! Commander, the Night Emperor is here!"

The subordinate screamed instinctively, and the Gun Demon's face turned pale, yet he wasn't utterly scared, instead he shouted angrily: "Come on then, catch me if you can! Damn Night Emperor!"

Swish!

The second air-cutting sound fell, and Qin Hao's figure had already arrived at the bottom of the building.

"He's entering the building, Commander, we can't just sit here and wait to die!"

The subordinate whimpered in fear, his face full of hope as he looked at the helicopter.

Anxious, the mind of the Gun Demon worked rapidly, calculating that even if Qin Hao entered the building, he would be delayed by the winding stairs.

"Hurry and get the helicopter started!"

Without hesitation, the Gun Demon waved his hand and ordered his subordinate.

"Yes!"

The subordinate, feeling as if granted amnesty, surged into the pilot's seat full of joy, starting the machine.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The helicopter's blades started rotating, stirring up strong winds that blew the scattered papers and plastic bags on the rooftop into the air.

It's started…

Seeing this, the Gun Demon relaxed slightly: Ha, even if you're extremely capable, Night Emperor, there's no way you can hold me here today…

However, when he lowered his head, his eyes bulged suddenly, and his mouth dropped wide open.

Qin Hao's silhouette had somehow already climbed up to the second-floor window of the building. His limbs clung tightly to the security grille, like Spider-Man in the movies!

"Heavens!"

The Gun Demon exclaimed in shock. Qin Hao, with a cold smirk on his lips, leaped and swished straight past the third-floor window, climbing directly to the fourth floor!

"Hurry up!"

The Gun Demon was scared out of his wits, never expecting Qin Hao to bypass the stairs with such a direct approach to ascend.

Damn, are you human or Spider-Man!

The Gun Demon, terrified and shivering, couldn't stay by the rooftop anymore, tossed the lama aside, and quickly dashed into the plane.

Afraid that his subordinate was too slow, he shouted with panic and urgency: "Fly fast, he's coming up!"

"What?"

The subordinate was baffled, hadn't he just entered the building? How could he come up so fast? It's only been a few seconds!

In the next moment, the "swish" sound resonated at the edge of the rooftop, the subordinate turned his head to see Qin Hao rising through the air, landing steadily on the rooftop edge.

"Ah!"

A heart-wrenching scream, the subordinate's face turned pale while his feet faltered.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As the sound of the rotors intensified, the helicopter unsteadily rose into the air, the flying style suggesting a drunken consciousness.

Though shaky, the fuselage ascended rapidly, exhausting the pilot's lifetime skills.

Moreover, as the rotor spun too fast, the gust it stirred narrowed Qin Hao's eyes, his actions undoubtedly affected by the wind.

Seeing the fuselage lifting fifteen meters off the ground, the Gun Demon's fear dissipated, replaced by a smug look as he hung halfway out of the cabin door, shouting: "Night Emperor, no matter how mighty you are, today you are destined not to kill me. Till next time if fate wills!"

Even though he didn't kill the Night Emperor, at least he had inflicted a heavy blow on him.

Such achievement in the Dark World was indeed remarkable.

As for the enmity, time was on his side, better planning for next time wasn't too late.

As the chaotic thoughts fluttered, the helicopter rose to a thirty-meter distance from the ground and continued climbing.

Thirty-five meters…

Forty meters…

Forty-five meters…

Fifty meters…

With the helicopter rising higher, the Gun Demon felt increasingly relieved, looking distantly at Qin Hao, and his mouth curled, revealing an arrogant smile.

Just then, Qin Hao, who had been silent for a long time, finally moved.

His lips curved slightly, murmuring: "The height is about right, now it gets interesting..."

As the words fell, he concentrated all his Inner Strength and power underfoot, with a powerful step, flew off the rooftop edge heading forward.

Such explosive speed, such velocity that even the Gun Demon in the plane couldn't help but admire: "Seeing it up close, only then do you know how terrifying the Night Emperor's speed is, but unfortunately, we're already so far away, what can you do?"

Imagine, when Qin Hao was climbing the high-rise earlier, his jumping height each time was around fifteen meters.

Now with the helicopter fifty-five meters away, you still think he can catch up?

Swish!

Seemingly to confirm the Gun Demon's thought, running Qin Hao, upon reaching a certain point, tensed his leg muscles completely, gave a forceful kick, and rocketed upwards as if he were ascending like a rocket.

What!

Watching Qin Hao grow larger in his eyes, the once distant expression became so clear, with evident killing intent at the mouth and eyes!

"Die!"

Panic-stricken, the Gun Demon pulled out his Desert Eagle pistol, the black muzzle aimed at Qin Hao's forehead.

Bang!

After the gunshot, a bullet whizzed out, and mid-air, Qin Hao instinctively tilted his head to dodge the bullet.

Shhh!

However, due to angle issues, the bullet pierced into his shoulder.

Intense pain surged, yet Qin Hao instead burst into maniacal laughter, continuously air-stepping mid-air.

Vertical Cloud Ladder!

Leverage the force of the dash, with the Power of Bloodline enhancing, this time Qin Hao's Lightweight Technique exceeded before, feeling like a dream or illusion.

"Die, die, die, die!"

A single bullet didn't kill Qin Hao, the Gun Demon, driven insane, kept yelling manically, spit flying, relentless in trying to keep pulling the trigger.

"Hey."

In mid-air, Qin Hao sneered faintly, pulling a playing card from his chest, then flicked his wrist.

Whoosh!

The playing card whizzed at an extreme speed, as if flying over to chop the Desert Eagle, cutting the gun in half.

Click, click, click...

Unresponsive in time, the Gun Demon continued pulling the trigger frantically. The anticipated gunshot didn't occur, and he suddenly felt pain on his face. Upon feeling it, he realized it was his own blood!

Upon closer look, the other half of the once steel-crafted gun was gone!

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