Urban Medical Immortal Dad
Chapter 522: Speed_1

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: Speed_1

Bang!

Just as the first bullet was about to hit Mo Han’s chest, his body swiftly dodged to the left.

The boxing champion in front of him hadn’t even reacted when his head exploded like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer, instantly splattering blood everywhere.

Because Mo Han had dodged early, the other two bullets missed him too, instead claiming two Siamese boxing champions as their victims.

The lean boxing champion, Sang Kun, had the quickest reflexes. Seeing Mo Han’s movement, he didn’t think twice before sprinting backward, thus saving his own life.

Naba, who had initiated the attack, was resting on the side due to fatigue and was furthest from Mo Han, so he too escaped the bullets’ attack.

"Bullets? Damn it! A sniper!"

Sun Liehu finally snapped out of it; he rolled and crawled behind a car, with ten thousand imaginary grass mud horses stampeding in his mind.

Five boxing champions—three of them killed in an instant!

Damn! Was Mo Han such a bastard that he wouldn’t even observe martial ethics?

To set up a sniper outside!

Tao Pinggui was bewildered by the sudden gunfire; he looked up vaguely and muttered, "Snipers? Who arranged this?"

Mo Han looked up, his gaze sharp as a knife toward a civilian high-rise in the distance.

That was the sniper’s vantage point!

He glanced at Tao Pinggui and snorted coldly through his nose, "If you don’t want to die, run for your life!"

He didn’t like Tao Pinggui, but it was clear that someone had set a trap for him today, just like Sun Shaohua’s death before.

Unlike Sun Shaohua, Tao Pinggui was after all a member of the Tao family from Jiangnan City.

If Tao Pinggui met with misfortune here, Jiangling City would undoubtedly experience a bloody storm.

By then, even the heads of the Four Great Families would likely find it difficult to calm the situation.

Mo Han didn’t fear the Tao family, but he most certainly did not want to bring trouble to people like Old Tang and Wen Biyu.

"What? What do you mean? Aren’t they He Chen’s men?"

Sun Liehu, hiding behind the car, widened his eyes in confusion upon hearing Mo Han’s words.

"Their target is me!"

Mo Han snorted through his nose and coldly said to Sun Liehu, "To be used by others without even knowing, serves you right!"

"Mo Han, what exactly do you mean?"

Sun Liehu frowned, sensing something amiss. Although he wasn’t sure, his instincts told him there might be another reason for his son’s death.

Upon reflection, there was certainly something odd about Shaohua’s death.

If Mo Han and Go Lao’er wanted to kill Shaohua, they could have done it a few days later.

And even if they acted, they shouldn’t have used a vehicle from the Jucail Commercial Association.

Something was definitely off!

"You’re a smart man. Think about it yourself."

Mo Han glanced at Tao Pinggui with a meaningful look, then swiftly bolted out.

Bang, bang, bang!

As Mo Han ran, bullets followed his path, hitting the ground.

Like a scene from a movie, Mo Han ran by the wall, zigzagging skillfully to dodge the bullets.

Watching Mo Han effortlessly evade the bullets, the lean boxing champion, Sang Kun, who had just hit Mo Han in the shoulder, gazed blankly at his own fists.

Nani? Did I really hit this guy just now?

No! It was on purpose that he let himself get hit! The real aim was to draw out those mysterious people from behind!

With this realization, it seemed the joke was on him.

Beside him, Naba crossed his arms and knelt on the ground, chuckling bitterly, "Sang Kun, did you see that? This guy can really dodge bullets!"

"With your ability, how many bullets could you dodge?"

"Two! At most two."

Sang Kun held up two fingers, admiration filling his eyes as he watched Mo Han’s figure dodging bullets, "This Mo Han seems able to predict the bullet’s trajectory and point of impact."

"He almost always dodges the bullet at the exact moment it’s fired!"

Hearing Sang Kun, Naba instantly recalled the fight he had with Mo Han.

It seemed like his adversary could indeed predict his punches and points of impact!

He shook his head, doubting his own strength for the first time.

Sang Kun sighed, filled with emotion, "From beginning to end, he was playing a game of cat and mouse."

"Pity I thought he was an easy target, ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

Elsewhere, Liu Yuanxi, who had given the order to shoot from the high-rise, twisted her brows into a frown.

Although Innate Realm martial artists had a sense of the danger posed by bullets, this was the first time she encountered someone who could dodge them with such precision under such short notice and without any cover.

This guy was really troublesome!

"Damn it!"

Liu Yuanxi cursed under her breath, dashed to the railing, set up her sniper rifle, and aimed at Mo Han, ready to pull the trigger at any moment.

Through the scope, Mo Han looked up and responded with the middle finger.

"Fuck!"

Being blatantly disrespected, Liu Yuanxi obviously couldn’t tolerate it. She took a deep breath, aimed the dark muzzle at Mo Han’s head, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A bullet, ablaze with the fire of the shot, erupted from the chamber, racing towards Mo Han with the speed of lightning.

By then, the distance between Mo Han and the high-rise was only about 150 meters, and with the sniper bullet’s speed at 930 meters per second, Mo Han had less than 0.16 seconds to react.

The speed of nervous transmission in a normal human is about 100 meters per second. In an emergency, the human body can react within 0.3 seconds, with only a very few top athletes and martial artists at the peak of the Acquired Realm reaching 0.22 seconds.

Liu Yuanxi was a fanatic about data. In her view, even if Mo Han were an Innate Realm martial artist, it was impossible for him to react within 0.16 seconds.

And even if Mo Han could react to it, it was absolutely impossible for him to dodge this bullet unscathed!