A scream suddenly echoed through the mountains. Zooming in, it was Teng Ziwei who had slipped off the stairs, tumbling continuously until he rolled to a slope where grass and trees intertwined. His once brightly-colored sportswear quickly got torn with small holes here and there. Blood seeped from his wounds, but they were shallow, and only a few drops squeezed out. A dull sound followed, like the thud of flesh against fist, and at this moment, Hao Jian, hearing the commotion, also stopped in his tracks and bounded down to where Teng Ziwei had fallen. Glancing down naturally, a strange expression appeared on Hao Jian's face, and a hint of a smile gradually crept into his eyes. "Hao Jian, what happened to Teng Ziwei?!" At this moment, Lin Qingxue and the other girls ran up from behind and saw Hao Jian had stopped. They quickly asked, as they had clearly heard the scream just now. In response, Hao Jian didn't speak. Instead, he pointed to a small clearing down the slope where grass and trees intersected. When Lin Qingxue and the others looked in the direction Hao Jian pointed, and saw what was happening there, laughter uncontrollably burst from their mouths, losing their ladylike demeanor for a moment. The people catching up from behind also saw the situation there and laughed out loud like Lin Qingxue and her friends. "What a self-inflicted mess..." Hao Jian shook his head with a smile. In his line of sight, a somewhat scratched up Teng Ziwei now had a face full of panic, his legs running frantically, his eyes frequently glancing back, and every time he looked back, his face showed even more terror. Only because behind him, a medium-sized wild boar with black fur showed its developing tusks, closely following Teng Ziwei, occasionally thrusting its head forward as if trying to poke this human who had disturbed its nap! It was sheer luck for Teng Ziwei; of all the places to fall, he had to land on this napping wild boar. Though the boar wasn't fully grown, judging by its physique it was close, and such a boar wasn't something someone like Teng Ziwei could handle. Because its tusks had taken some shape and posed a certain threat. Moreover, it was facing an ordinary person, one incapable of fighting back, so those tusks truly appeared menacing. Seeing Teng Ziwei narrowly escape the boar's attempts a few times, the people's laughter turned into concern, with several timid girls turning their heads away, not daring to look. Lin Qingxue, being kind-hearted, couldn't bear it any longer and looked at Hao Jian. Seeing Lin Qingxue's expression, Hao Jian knew he had to step in. "Agent 578 reporting, target located, should I proceed with the mission?" "What's the target's status?" "Besides the target, there are over thirty bystanders. Should Agent 578 eliminate them?" "No, wait, only eliminate the target. Do not act rashly with others, or you'll never leave Huaxia!" "Agent 578 is absolutely confident in taking out everyone including the target!" Agent 578 nodded, agreeing to the higher-ups' command, holding a bizarre weapon in hand that was gun-like, yet not quite a gun... Hao Jian leapt down, but sensed something as he did, briefly glancing around, finding nothing noteworthy and puzzledly withdrew his gaze. Could it be my imagination? Shaking his head to dismiss the thought, Hao Jian fixed his eyes on the wild boar, and with a low growl, pinpointed the creature. The sound from above startled the medium wild boar, making its body shiver, releasing huffing breaths from its nose, and then, a shadow suddenly appeared before it. Hao Jian alone cut off the wild boar from Teng Ziwei, and then angrily shouted at the terrified Teng Ziwei, "Get up there, now?!" Teng Ziwei was on the verge of tears; he wanted to leave, but how could he climb up such a steep slope?! Hao Jian frowned, huffed coldly, and then reached out to seize Teng Ziwei's collar. Bending slightly, he gave a light shout and, with strength, tossed Teng Ziwei like a human sandbag. With Hao Jian's command, those men didn't have time to marvel at Hao Jian's strength. They quickly lined up and, with their bodies, caught the flying Teng Ziwei. Once they caught Teng Ziwei, a sudden noise erupted below, followed by girls' exclamations. This stirred those men, leaving them no time to care about Teng Ziwei, hastily turning their attention to the spectacle. "Damn! Is he even human?!" "Holy crap! This guy's strength, it's incredible!" "What martial art did he learn? Why haven't I seen it in the Martial Arts Association?" In the audience, Hao Jian's gaze was indifferent, his hands positioned calmly in front of his chest. Each time he waved his hands, he disrupted the wild boar's attack. After a few exchanges, the wild boar was scared off by him... The technique of using four ounces to move a thousand pounds in Tai Chi was naturally most suitable here. "Good thing it hasn't rusted." Looking at his unharmed hands, Hao Jian chuckled to himself. Seeing the wild boar hastily retreat, he had no intention of pursuing it. The wild boars that manage to survive here are probably recorded by the Yuanjiang City Tourism Bureau, and when he hit the wild boar just now, Hao Jian's sharp eyes noticed a hidden mark behind its ear. Not planning to have any interaction with the local forces, Hao Jian glanced at the slope over seventy degrees steep, tapped the ground with his toe, leaped onto it, and then used several points on the slope to propel himself up the mountain path. "Hao Jian, are you okay?" Seeing Hao Jian come up, Lin Qingxue walked over to him, full of tension. Hao Jian shook his head, then turned his gaze to Teng Ziwei and said, "Is he alright?" Before Lin Qingxue could answer, an excited voice suddenly rang out, answering Hao Jian's question. Hao Jian followed the voice and saw a man, face full of excitement, with eyes glowing with admiration. A helpless look swept across Hao Jian's face as he realized that in the eyes of these people, there was more or less a look of admiration. Hao Jian suddenly felt a headache. These young people were originally college students, at an age where they idolize heroes. Today, they had watched a great hero single-handedly scare off a wild boar right before their eyes, only regretting that they hadn't caught it on film. Teng Ziwei's eyes were filled with complexity as he looked at Hao Jian, biting his teeth tightly. As the student council president, he felt very frustrated! "Target locked, Number 578, take action!" Number 578's gaze was cold, gripping the strange weapon in his hand tightly, eyes fixed on Hao Jian's direction, finger on the trigger. In just a moment, he could fire the perfect shot! Just as Number 578 placed his finger on the trigger, Hao Jian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and every hair on his body stood up signaling danger. The gunshot suddenly reverberated through the quiet mountain forest, and accompanied by the sound of the bullet cutting through the air, Hao Jian's eyes widened in that fraction of a second, urgently stepping to the left, trying to evade the bullet in that extreme moment. With ordinary firearms, or at least those currently known, Hao Jian was confident he could dodge. But with this shot, he wasn't confident, because the bullet was very fast! Its speed was five times the speed of sound! And it was fired from concealment! Even though Hao Jian used all his strength to evade the attack, the bullet still grazed past his right arm in an instant, tearing a piece of flesh before embedding itself deep into the stone steps of Qinggang Rock. Quickly pressing his fingers on his shoulder a few times to seal his wound and stop the bleeding, Hao Jian roared in a direction angrily, his voice deafening and causing heads to pound. Such a clear sound, anyone who didn't hear it would be deaf. Lin Qingxue and the others' faces turned pale, while Teng Ziwei looked around in terror, shouting when he saw Hao Jian's bleeding arm. A gust of wind blew by, Hao Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he refocused his attention. This opponent was not easy to handle! He hadn't seen a weapon with such power before... "Clap, clap, clap..." A series of clear claps sounded, and a figure suddenly appeared in the originally empty space, entirely clad in black fabric. "True to your name as the God of Death, even after constructing Hunter-1 specifically to deal with you, you still managed to dodge it..." A raspy voice came from his mouth. Hearing the voice, Hao Jian's gaze narrowed slightly. "You... who are you?!" Teng Ziwei screamed in panic and terror. The figure shrugged, "Just an assassin on a mission. You can call me Number 578." "An... assassin? Aren't those only in movies?!" Upon hearing the guy was an assassin, Teng Ziwei's heart tightened. Hearing this, Number 578 smirked disdainfully. Hao Jian also shook his head with a snort. Simultaneously mocked by both of them, a flash of resentment crossed Teng Ziwei's eyes, but the next moment he saw Number 578 pulling out another bizarre-looking weapon. "Although Hunter-1 is powerful, it becomes useless after one shot, so I have to give up using a gun against you..."