Catastrophe Card King

The black market was bustling with people.

Leonard Churchill exited the shop and walked onto the street, his steps lacking any trace of panic.

He was well aware that the other side did not know his appearance, even if they used mysterious techniques to divine his location, they may not be able to immediately identify him from the crowd!

His gaze swept around and quickly noticed some men in suits who were hurrying around with searching glances throughout the crowd on the street.

They were at the beginning and end of each street.

They appeared to be part of a perfectly-prepared ambush.

“They’ve probably stationed people in the most crowded parts of the city,” he surmised.

Leonard realized that the fact his presence was discovered was only part of the plan; the enemies likely had a wide-reaching net cast.

It wasn’t surprising that the Miller Family had this capability.

At the same time, he made an immediate judgment: “So, the mysterious technique used earlier has a limited range…

He came to the Dark Rain Street black market today on a whim and hadn’t been there long.

But since these individuals already formed a trap in such a short time, they must have been waiting here long before.

That is to say, he was a rabbit who had accidentally run into a tree stump.

And the fact that he had not been caught elsewhere likely meant that the mysterious technique had a caster’s range.

So if he could get off Dark Rain Street, he could potentially evade pursuit.

However, an escape now seems difficult.

Leonard had a flurry of thoughts in his mind. Instead of heading towards the main road that led out of the street, he headed towards the dark alleys.

As he expected, the men in suits did not know who their target was, they were still searching for suspicious figures in the crowd.

Leonard’s calm and composed walk did not draw any attention.

Originally, just by straying into the darkness and using Shadow Submarine he likely could have safely escaped.

However, at that very moment, something unusual happened.

Suddenly.

Among the crowd, Leonard saw an old crone in a black robe and white hair.

This person’s aura was clearly different from others. She seemed like a superstitious witch, as if she were casting some kind of secret skill.

The very moment his gaze swept over her, the old woman also saw him, and her expression changed instantly.

“I’ve been found!”

With acute perception, Leonard caught the detail of the old crone’s pupils contracting, and immediately knew he had been discovered.

Without giving the opponent time to react, he decisively made his move.

Leonard’s hands slid to his waist, and the sound of a gunshot followed just as his hands touched his weapons.

His actions were as fast as lightning!

“Bang!”

“Bang!”

Two shots rang out almost simultaneously, and the old woman just managed to raise a hand and point: “It’s him!”

But by that time, two mercenaries in the crowd fell to the ground, bullets lodged between their eyebrows.

While the common armor-piercing bullets were not lethal towards card masters, they were fatal when landing a head shot on card master apprentices!

The stark decisiveness of this attack left the two men dead before they even knew what hit them.

Leonard’s precise shots killed two of the encircling mercenaries, leaving a gap in their formation.

However, at the same time, the four card masters near the old crone responded.

The red-haired woman reacted particularly swiftly. She swiftly sent a few cards that shot out, piercing through the crowd, and in an instant, they penetrated the ground in front of Leonard.

He suddenly felt as if he’d stepped onto quicksand, and his body began to lose balance.

“Quicksand Skill!”

Seeing this, Leonard’s expression turned cold and a cold smile emerged on his face: “These guys’ orders are indeed to take me alive.”

This technique was to capture, not kill.

This was a massive benefit!

Unable to push off the ground, he risked getting trapped any second.

However, he was prepared.

He raised his hand and activated the mechanical sleeve arrow hidden in his arm, aimed towards a second floor iron railing not far away.

With a “whoosh”, a very thin steel wire rapidly shot out and hooked onto the railing. Another pull of the trigger, and the device in his sleeve retracted the wire at high speed. A strong pulling force yanked Leonard away from the ground that had turned into quicksand.

Ever since Camilla had used a similar mechanism to escape, Leonard had tailored one for himself as well.

If properly used, this contraption was definitely a lifesaving tool.

While in mid-air, Leonard wasn’t idle, he turned around and fired a shot.

“Bang!” A bullet burst from the muzzle of the gun.

In that instant, it seemed as though time had slowed down by tenfold. The bullet ripped through the air, leaving behind a stream of air waves as it aimed for the red-haired woman’s head.

How fast was a bullet?

If there wasn’t any premonition, it certainly isn’t something a physically frail Magic Curse Card user could evade.

But the red-haired woman seemed to have no intention of evading, her eyes cold, because a bullet was limited in its threat to an official card master.

She let her magic power surge, and watched the bullet stop in the air an inch away from her face.

Upon closer inspection, what stopped the bullet was a faint yellow magic shield.

Nevertheless, the red-haired woman’s eyes suddenly changed as she noticed a second bullet in her line of sight, from the coldness in her heart she realized, “Annihilation Demon-breaking Bullet!”

She realized that the man didn’t only fire one shot, but two!

Only a sharpshooter with an extremely high proficiency in firearms could take the recoil from a bullet’s discharge and use it to aid in a second shot, firing two bullets in quick succession.

Moreover, because the continuous firing was so fast, it sounded like only one gunshot.

This was Advanced Firearms Proficiency!

The speed of a bullet was quicker than the senses, both bullets hit the magic shield at the same point..