He also made predictions with the continuous shots he fired. He aimed to kill the figure that was locked on his breath, and at the same time, he predicted their escape route and took aim there as well.,Ye Junlang looked at the corpse, his voice flat as he spoke.,“You’re not undeservedly famous for your swift rise in the dark world. At least when it comes to assassination skills, I have to admit defeat.” Shiying spoke, his blood-red eyes locked on Ye Junlang, a cruel smile playing on his crimson lips. “However, choosing to engage me in close combat is clearly a mistake.”。