"Don't move, or I can guarantee you'll die a horrible death!"
Jiang Chuan's icy voice rang out, like millennia-old ice, devoid of any warmth, instantly intimidating the sniper, rendering him motionless, and eradicating any thought of resistance from his mind.
This... How is this possible?
In this small city of Yanbei, how could there be such a legendary figure?
The sniper was in disbelief; after all, he was the organization's Silver Medal Assassin, with formidable strength!
However, in front of this man, he didn't even have the chance to fire a shot!
"No, to be precise, you wouldn't even have a chance to draw your gun in my presence!"
As if he saw through the sniper's thoughts, Jiang Chuan casually said, "Your gun is not bad. I like it very much. From now on, this gun is mine."
As soon as he finished speaking, he reached out to seize the gun!
Watching Jiang Chuan's effortless gun-snatching move flow as naturally as clouds and water, the sniper couldn't help but show a bitter expression.
He knew his own strength was far inferior to the opponent. But even in terms of aura, he was completely suppressed.
What a pathetic situation!
"Kid, although I don't know who you are, I advise you to release me quickly! Otherwise, you'll meet a terrible end!"
His tone was cautious, yet there was a hint of arrogance, after all, a common person dare not provoke the sniper's organization!
However—
When Jiang Chuan heard the sniper's words, he merely gave a faint smile, the corners of his mouth curving into a nonchalant smirk.
"Rattlesnake may have some international reputation, but it's not enough for me to take notice!"
Jiang Chuan assertively declared, "Not to mention you, a mere Silver Medal Assassin, even if the Twelve Poisonous Snakes came, I wouldn't be afraid!"
"You... you actually know Rattlesnake? You even know the Twelve Poisonous Snakes? What... who are you?"
Upon hearing Jiang Chuan's words, the sniper was so shocked that he almost jumped up from the ground.
His eyes locked tightly onto Jiang Chuan, a streak of inexplicable horror in his gaze.
Jiang Chuan said, "You don't need to worry about who I am. You just need to tell me who sent you to assassinate Qiu Qianyu? Of course, you can choose not to speak, but you should understand the consequences!"
Upon hearing this, the sniper couldn't muster the slightest resistance.
Yet he stubbornly said, "Sir, I know I'm not your opponent, but since you know about Rattlesnake, you should also know Rattlesnake's rules. We never disclose information about our clients. Dying unyielding is our Rattlesnake trademark!"
"So, if you're going to make a move, just do it!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan laughed lightly.
"It seems you are an assassin with principles! Do you know who I am?"
As Jiang Chuan spoke, he took out a palm-sized gold medal from his body, flashed it briefly in front of the sniper, and then swiftly put it away again.
When the sniper saw the gold medal, an expression of shock and fear appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Gale, Jiang... King Jiang!"
Gale was the code name of the team Jiang Chuan had personally crafted.
In the ten years at the Devil's Training Camp in Africa, Jiang Chuan was not confined to training; he traveled across the globe, executing countless tasks of varying size.
During these ten years, he also created a team of his own, the Gale Team.
The Gale Team, a world-class team, took only ten years to become renowned globally, becoming a nightmare for countless terrorists!
It can be said, Jiang Chuan created Gale, and likewise, Gale created King Jiang.
And this gold medal was the identity symbol of the Gale Team!
The gold medal in Jiang Chuan's hand was even more unique; the special emblem on it once became a name that made major national forces tremble with fear.
King Jiang!
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