Cold metal doesn't reflect light in the night.
He took a deep breath to steady his heartbeat.
One.
His body slightly leaned forward, muscles taut like bowstrings.
Two.
His gaze locked onto the gap between the target's neck and the car window.
Three.
Almost simultaneously, two shadows leaped from both sides of the vehicle's shadows, swiftly approaching the unfortunate SUV!
The people in the car remained oblivious, the man on watch still looking down at his phone.
Song Heping had already moved to the right rear of the car, pressing against the body and approaching the window, as fast as lightning.
His left hand accurately reached through the half-open window gap, clamping down on the driver's mouth and nose like iron, while his right hand extended with the gun, the silencer tip pressed against the opponent's temple.
Thud—
With a muffled sound, the man's body trembled violently, then went limp.
