The sniper was shocked. Just monts ago, Jiang Chuan was still over ten ters away. How was he suddenly right in front of him in the blink of an eye?
The sniper had no ti to think and raised his hand to pull the trigger.
However, when he exerted force with his finger, he was horrified to find that he couldn't pull the trigger!
He looked down and was even more astonished.
One of Jiang Chuan's fingers had slipped through the trigger guard, jamming it completely.
In other words, he couldn't pull the trigger to shoot at all.
"I just told you, your best option is to surrender, or you're courting death!"
Jiang Chuan's voice was icy cold, and the sniper actually felt a trace of fear, this fear made him feel disturbed.
Imdiately, he decisively discarded the gun, quickly pulled out a cold-glorious dagger from his waist, and tightened his arm, using all his strength to stab at Jiang Chuan's throat.
"Your speed is too slow!"
Jiang Chuan's voice remained cold, devoid of any emotion.
Then, Jiang Chuan grabbed the sniper's wrist that was clutching the dagger.
The sniper was shocked, urgently trying to change tactics, but it was too late.
Jiang Chuan exerted slight force on his wrist, and with a crack, the sniper's wrist was forcibly twisted by Jiang Chuan, contorted at an impossible angle, deford!
"Ah!"
The sniper scread in pain, but before he could react, Jiang Chuan's hand sliced like a knife across his other arm and both legs in an instant.
Thus, amid several sharp pains, the sniper collapsed powerlessly to the ground with a thud, unable to muster any strength in his joints.
Now, even if a gun was placed in his hand, he had no ability to shoot.
The sniper was utterly terrified, with cold sweat pouring continuously from his forehead.
In his eyes, Jiang Chuan had beco synonymous with terror.
Because he was extrely confident in his own skills, yet the opponent easily neutralized him, incapacitating him in less than three seconds.
This kind of terrifying skill is not sothing a normal person can achieve!
The sniper was so scared that he lay on the ground, trembling like a cicada in winter!
"Now, tell , who sent you? What is your purpose?"
"Tell , and I might consider leaving your body intact!"
Despite his pale face and inner fear, the sniper unexpectedly remained silent, unwilling to disclose a single word.
"Not willing to talk, huh? Fine, I'll figure out a way to make you speak!" Jiang Chuan said blandly.
The sniper took a deep breath, mustered his courage, and looked directly at Jiang Chuan.
"I admit you're strong, I'm not your match. But if you think you can torture the information out of , sorry, you're mistaken!"
"Oh, really?"
Jiang Chuan smirked: "Such powerful confidence? Fine, let's see how long you can last, half a minute or one minute!"
"That's absolutely impossible!"
The sniper growled, for he was a professional killer, specially trained, and even if captured, they could resist torture with their will; there's no way anyone could get their confession!
"Very well, in that case, I need to broaden your horizons a bit."
"By the way, a brief introduction, my fastest interrogation, took only three seconds. My opponent lasted only three seconds before completely collapsing." Jiang Chuan said calmly.
"You're just bluffing, three seconds, impossible!" The sniper mustered his courage and spat harshly at Jiang Chuan.
Jiang Chuan remained unfazed and slowly drew out a dagger.
This dagger was very small, almost like a fruit knife, but it was exquisitely crafted, perfectly like a work of art.
Especially the golden dragon sculpted on the hilt, vivid and lifelike, catching the eye.
"Celestial King Saber!"
When the sniper's gaze landed upon it, he exclaid in shock!
The calm expression he had just now imdiately turned into astonishnt, and his body couldn't help but tremble...
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