Chapter 2

An Yang still had a vivid impression of the film *Léon: The Professional*.

The protagonist, Léon, is a top-notch lone wolf hitman who faces endless loneliness due to his tragic past, and only keeps a plant for company. Despite his numerous killings, he has his own code of conduct, never killing women or children. Oh, and he also likes to drink milk.

The female lead, Mathilda, is a rebellious young girl. Her terrible family life makes her yearn for maturity, and her only relative is her younger brother. However, the murder of her entire family leaves her with a deep-seated desire for revenge.

One is ultimately lonely, the other is unwanted, and these two people who yearn for love come together.

The main antagonist is a police officer from the Drug Enforcement Administration, who is neurotic, artistic, and insane, and kills without hesitation, embodying all the traits of a villain. Many viewers who have seen this film would realize that he is equally skilled.

The prologue mission is really simple, at least this one is. There are no complicated relationships, and he can kill indiscriminately and then leave this world.

An Yang pondered for a moment and thought of two methods.

One is to prevent Léon and Stansfield from conflicting, and the other is to directly snipe Stansfield with an M200 long-range sniper rifle before the final moment.

Mathilda's character is stubborn and strong-willed, and persuading her to give up her revenge is out of the question. Besides, he doesn't even know where Mathilda and Léon live, nor does he know the current progress of the main plot.

Stansfield, the main antagonist, is easy to find as he is a police officer in the New York Department of Justice. However, this man is cautious by nature. Although he is in his office in the federal building, it would be difficult for An Yang to complete the sniping with his half-baked skills, and he might alert the enemy.

He remembers that after Stansfield killed Mathilda's entire family, he went out three times: once to question Mathilda at her home with the FBI, the second time to find Tony, and the last time to mobilize the SWAT team to attack Léon and Mathilda. Additionally, he goes to work every day.

He must kill Léon.

An Yang picked up his phone, and the dark screen lit up, displaying a row of data.

Selected: An Yang

Physical Attributes:

Stamina: 1

Strength: 1

Speed: 1

Intelligence: 1

Unassigned Attribute Points: 0

Skills Mastered:

Martial Arts Proficiency (Beginner)

Firearms Proficiency (Beginner)

English Proficiency (Beginner)

Unassigned Skill Points: 0

"Really a beginner, huh."

An Yang smiled bitterly, put away his phone, and walked out onto the street.

The next day, on the rooftop of a high-rise building, the morning sun slanted down, and a figure slowly emerged, placing a heavy box on the ground and opening it to reveal a yellow sniper rifle.

Pulling back the bolt, inserting the firing pin, attaching the barrel, and loading the magazine, the entire sniper rifle, now 135 centimeters long, was assembled.

Through the sniper scope, he could clearly see a building with the American flag hanging, and even the English on the sign at the entrance was legible.

Department of Justice

He began to stake out Léon.

A police car screeched to a stop at the entrance of the federal building, and a man in a gray suit hurriedly walked into the building.

"Stansfield!"

An Yang's interest was piqued, and he kept the crosshairs of the scope locked on Stansfield's back, but he was moving quickly, and people were constantly passing by, giving An Yang no confidence.

At the same time, a yellow taxi stopped at the entrance of the federal building, and a girl in a white shirt and shorts with short hair peeked out from behind a wall.

This scene was so familiar that he immediately understood the plot's progression.

In a flash, Stansfield entered the federal building, and An Yang put away the sniper rifle and quickly went downstairs.

Following the little girl home, An Yang found the house Léon and she rented.

For the next month, An Yang experienced the most painful event of his life, spending every day on the rooftop of a building, staking out a highly alert top hitman, with his nerves constantly on edge, being cautious, and enduring the tedium and boredom that a person from a peaceful world could hardly bear.

Léon and Mathilda often acted together, and whenever they returned to the house, they would draw the curtains, and Léon's vigilance was extremely high.

An Yang was like God, controlling the direction of fate, knowing the general plot while observing everything as a bystander and attempting to intervene and change certain people's fates.

Finally, he saw Mathilda sitting on the steps, contemplating life. As expected, Mathilda left a note for Léon and prepared to seek revenge alone.

An Yang had already been staking out from the rooftop opposite the federal building.

Through the scope, he could see Mathilda, disguised as a food delivery person, acting suspiciously in front of the federal building.

A black police car stopped at the entrance of the federal building, and Mathilda quickly turned her head, looking somewhat nervous.

Stansfield got out of the car and walked quickly towards the entrance, but then turned back to say something to someone in the car. At this moment, there was no one at the entrance of the federal building, making it an excellent opportunity for a sniper shot.

The plot was becoming more familiar, and An Yang had anticipated everything. He placed the crosshairs at the entrance of the federal building, waiting for Stansfield to arrive, his finger on the trigger, and pulled it.

"Whizz!"

An Yang's heart trembled; this was his first time shooting, and he was aiming at a living person.

A bullet that could maintain supersonic speed at two kilometers and was claimed to have an error of no more than one minute of arc at this distance, would have almost no error at a few hundred meters.

A flower of blood bloomed on Stansfield's chest, and he fell to the ground, his entire chest almost shattered.

Mathilda was stunned, frozen in place, and instinctively looked up at the opposite rooftop, wondering who had dared to snipe a police officer in broad daylight at the entrance of the Department of Justice!

An Yang was still nervous, his heart pounding, and he aimed at Stansfield's back on the ground, pulling the trigger again.

"Whizz!"

A faint flame spurted from the silencer, and this shot missed Stansfield's back but hit his head.

"Bang."

Stansfield's head exploded like a watermelon hit by a sledgehammer, white and red splattering everywhere. An Yang immediately closed his eyes, turning his head away from the scope, barely suppressing the urge to vomit.

The shrill sound of sirens rang out below. His assassination skills were truly poor, and if he was discovered in this position, he would have no chance of escape!

But he didn't think about running.

The sirens grew louder, and An Yang, with his stomach churning, disassembled the sniper rifle and put it back in the box, then looked at his phone, which flashed a message with a cold voice:

Mission successful. Rewards: 1 Prop Ability, 3 Skill Points, 3 Attribute Points. The selected can return to the real world at any time.

"I have a general idea about the attribute points and skill points, but what does 'Prop Ability' mean?"

"Prop Ability is one of the system's leftover abilities, with various effects. The selected randomly acquires a certain Prop Ability, which can be repeated and accumulated."

"Oh... so it's like a prop card, right?"

"Yes."

An Yang thought for a moment and said, "Can skill points only be used to improve existing skills?"

"No, you can spend one skill point to randomly draw a new skill, or spend three skill points to choose a specific skill."

"That's good. Let's draw a Prop Ability first, then use one skill point to draw a new skill."

"Drawing... Draw complete. Prop Ability obtained: Personal Space, can be used at any time. Skill obtained: Musical Instrument Proficiency (Beginner). Establishing transmission..."

A flood of knowledge rushed into An Yang's mind, causing him excruciating pain. Fortunately, it was just Musical Instrument Proficiency, and he didn't pass out. The pain lasted for half a minute, and even after it subsided, his head still felt heavy.

"Musical Instrument Proficiency, what use do I have for this?"

An Yang smiled bitterly, and he dared not draw any more skills, as the points were limited and couldn't be wasted.

"Use Personal Space."

As soon as he spoke, he felt a dimensional space appear around him, a cubic meter in size, which he could manipulate at will.

With a thought, the heavy sniper rifle box in his hand disappeared, and when he looked again, the box was steadily placed in the space.

"This ability is quite convenient, much better than Musical Instrument Proficiency."

He threw everything he had, including his green card and dollars, into the Personal Space, leaving only a pistol in his hand. An Yang then realized that he had just killed someone, and his heart was filled with conflicting emotions.

"Ugh~"

The shrill sirens were already below, and An Yang looked down to see Mathilda hiding behind a tree, peeking out and spotting him.

An Yang smiled, but his face was pale, and he picked up his phone.

"Return."

A flash of light, and he disappeared from the rooftop.

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