Ling Hao's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, several gusts of wind shot out from his fingertips, vanishing into the elder's chest.,Just then, a sniper bullet whizzed past with the faintest whisper of wind.,However, he didn't pursue further. The other party was slightly too far away, and snipers like this weren't likely to know much anyway. Even if he caught up, there wouldn't be much practical use.。