C475 The Jetblack Man

Across the street, in a building, a dark red flame erupted.

Chiang Le collapsed to the ground.

The distant gunman, peering through his scope, smiled triumphantly.

"One hundred seventy-eight," he exclaimed with pride.

That was the count of lives he had claimed.

His name was Su Shisan, and he was thirteenth on the Dark Ranking.

His aim was impeccable; he never missed a shot