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After waking up, the first thing Josen did was ask about the operation of Sweep the Three Tiger Hall. The bodyguards around him were still unaware of the specific situation, so Josen immediately called Lufei. On the phone, Lufei's voice was completely distorted, and his words were unclear. After listening for a while, Josen finally understood that Lufei was also in the same hospital where he was staying.
Josen rushed to Lufei's hospital room. Lufei on the bed was barely recognizable; his face was a patchwork of colors, and his lips were swollen to an alarming size, resembling two blackened sausages. He probably had only a few teeth left, and when he spoke, it was mostly incoherent. After a long time, Josen could hardly understand a few words. Lufei's legs seemed to be useless, likely destined to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
However, Josen was not concerned about Lufei's future; he only cared about the operation against the Three Tiger Hall. Once Lufei and his subordinates finally managed to convey what had happened, Josen remained silent with a dark expression for at least twenty minutes. Then he simply said, "Take care of your injuries," before turning and leaving Lufei's room.
Josen finally understood that his sudden fainting was also part of someone else's scheme. This was evident from Vulture's description of how three hundred people suddenly became weak all over. The thought sent chills down Josen's spine; if they had wanted his life that night, it would have been as easy as crushing an ant.
However, based on previous investigations, there were no such experts within the Three Tiger Hall. It seemed that everything pointed to one person: the young man with the surname Xin that Lufei and his subordinates had described. Josen couldn't figure out who this person was or what their motives were in assisting the Three Tiger Hall. However, given what had already happened, it was clear that this person was an enemy. Allowing such a formidable opponent to exist posed a significant threat; Josen silently resolved to take action.
When Josen saw the photos taken by his bodyguard with a telephoto lens, a sinister smile crept onto his lips: "So it's him. Hmph, Xin Yi, I'm sorry, but I will settle both old and new scores!" After saying this, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.
Years of experience as a killer made Xin Yi's alertness markedly different from others. For several days now, Xin Yi had felt someone following him; however, this pursuer was clearly skilled. Whenever Xin Yi tried to catch a glimpse of him intentionally or unintentionally, he would quickly vanish without a trace. This piqued Xin Yi's interest; it seemed Longchuan also had hidden talents. Since there wasn't anything urgent going on, he decided to play along.
That afternoon, after leaving the headquarters of the Three Tiger Group with Lijie, Xin Yi sensed that someone was following him again. Once in the car, Xin Yi exchanged glances with Lijie, who nodded knowingly and deliberately varied their speed while driving. Xin Yi used the rearview mirror to observe the car behind them. After about ten minutes, he had basically confirmed that an inconspicuous black sedan not far behind them was indeed his target from these past few days. However, today that person seemed unconcerned about being discovered by Xin Yi; whether Lijie drove fast or slow, he followed at a leisurely pace.
"It seems he's planning to make a move today," Xin Yi said to Lijie while watching the car behind them.
"Yeah, it looks like it. What should we do? Should we take action first?"
"Not yet; I want to see what tricks he has up his sleeve. Engaging with an expert in Longchuan could be quite interesting," Xin Yi replied with a faint smile.
Cuiwei Residence is an old restaurant in Longchuan known for its quiet atmosphere compared to other bustling places filled with diners. Successful individuals who prefer tranquility often dine here. Xin Yi liked this place not only for its elegant environment but also because there was a secluded alley next door flanked by tall walls where hardly anyone passed at night—an ideal setting for covert activities under cover of darkness.
After parking the car, Xin Yi walked into Cuiwei Residence with Lijie and chose a table by the window. He noticed that same black sedan parked boldly across the street without any apparent concern about being spotted by him. A slight smile appeared on Xin Yi's face as he thought this person must either be exceptionally arrogant or genuinely straightforward—either way, it was becoming increasingly interesting.
After casually ordering several dishes, Xin Yi and Lijie slowly enjoyed their meal while waiting for nightfall since it would be more convenient for their adversary to act then.
As night gradually fell, Lijie stood up and left Cuiwei Residence in their car, leaving Xin Yi alone at the table.
Xin Yi ordered another cup of coffee; although not top-notch quality, it was far more authentic than many specialty coffee shops—one reason why he liked coming here. As he slowly lifted his cup after it arrived and watched the steam rising from it while inhaling the aroma of coffee beans, an image of someone unexpectedly surfaced in his mind. He wondered how Shen Shanshan was doing—had she returned to Lusang Nation? Or had she followed her mother's wishes and happily prepared for marriage? Oh well; what did it matter? He already had Lijie now—why did she suddenly come to mind?
Xin Yi chuckled self-deprecatingly and took a sip from his cup; the heavy bitterness spread across his tongue before giving way to rich flavors filling his mouth. By the time he set down his cup again, half an hour had passed. He settled the bill and slowly walked out of Cuiwei Residence.
Just as he turned into the adjacent alleyway, he heard a voice behind him: "It seems you were deliberately waiting for me."
Xin Yi did not turn around, but simply replied calmly, "Don't you think the place I chose for you is quite suitable?"
"That may be true. It seems you are quite confident?"
"Heh, at least I don't think you can easily take my life."
"Oh? Then I will give it my all!" After saying this, the person paused and added, "Are you ready? I'm going to make my move!"
Upon hearing this, Xin Yi couldn't help but feel amused. This line should have been something he often said; how did it end up being taken by someone else today? However, this also showed that the person was indeed straightforward in his actions. For this reason alone, Xin Yi decided not to take his life. He then laughed heartily and said, "Stop talking nonsense! Come on!"
As soon as Xin Yi finished speaking, the person leaped forward. A flash of cold light appeared in his hand as a shiny dagger aimed straight for Xin Yi's neck. Seeing this skill, Xin Yi couldn't help but silently admire him; indeed, he was quite capable, striking cleanly and directly at the vital points.
The dagger was almost at his neck, and Xin Yi could even feel the chill of the blade. He quickly pushed off with his toes and gracefully retreated five feet. The attacker was surprised that he was about to succeed; wasn't it said that his Kung Fu was exceptional? How could he be so ineffective? Although he thought this in his mind, he did not hesitate with the dagger. He thrust it forward, waiting to see Xin Yi bleed out on the spot. Suddenly feeling an emptiness in his hand, he realized that his target had instantly retreated five feet away and couldn't help but be stunned, secretly praising: such speed!
After failing with one strike, the attacker did not hesitate at all. He exerted force from his feet and leaped again to Xin Yi's front. This time, the dagger seemed to still aim for Xin Yi's throat but was merely a feint; the tip of the knife flicked toward Xin Yi's left chest with extreme ferocity. Xin Yi watched this unfold with a slight smile on his lips.
Another miss! In an instant, the attacker had thrown more than ten strikes, each targeting Xin Yi's vital points but all missing their mark. Xin Yi merely dodged each time as if barely escaping. The attacker grew increasingly frightened; given such dodging speed, if Xin Yi were to counterattack, would he be able to evade?
After yet another strike missed without a doubt, the attacker stopped his assault and stood still.
"What's wrong? Tired?" Xin Yi asked casually with his hands behind his back.
"Forget it! I'm not your opponent!" The attacker's tone was somewhat discouraged.
"So are you planning to go back like this?"
"I know you won't let me go, but as long as you don't mock me like before, I will still fight for my life. If I can escape, that would be my luck; if not, how you deal with me is your business!"
The roles had completely reversed; the assassin had become the one trying to escape while the one who should be fleeing had now taken control of the situation.
"Oh? Do you think you can escape with your abilities?" Xin Yi said lightly. "Are you ready? I'm going to make my move!" Having had his line stolen once, Xin Yi finally found an opportunity to reclaim it.
Upon hearing Xin Yi's words, the attacker immediately tensed every muscle in his body and focused intently on Xin Yi, preparing to meet his attack at any moment. However, he saw that Xin Yi remained motionless in place and thought: Is he trying to trick me again? So he called out to Xin Yi: "Why aren't you making your move?"
Xin Yi chuckled and said, "Are you anxious?"
"Ah," the person had not finished speaking when they felt a blur in front of them. Their shoulders tightened and then relaxed, and their body was thrown into the air, landing heavily on the solid concrete ground. Since they fell on their backside first, they covered their rear with their hands, grimacing as they stood up. Just as they were about to speak, another blur appeared, their shoulders tightened and relaxed again, and they were thrown into the air once more, landing hard on the concrete...
After falling over a dozen times in the same position, with the same movements and always landing on their backside first, the person finally lacked the strength to stand up. They could only prop themselves up with their hands to avoid further painful contact between their already bruised rear and the ground. Fortunately, only their backside was injured; there were no other injuries. However, this was quite humiliating. The person propped up on the ground angrily said, "What do you mean by this?! If you want to kill me, just do it! Is it really amusing to toy with me like this?!"
"Heh heh, are you angry?" Xin Yi said calmly. "You stab me seventeen times, I throw you down seventeen times; it's quite fair, isn't it? What's there to be angry about?"
"You... I..." The person did not expect Xin Yi to say something so illogical. This was not murder; it was clearly just a game to them. For a moment, they couldn't find a reason to refute.
"Alright, you can go now," Xin Yi told the person.
At that moment, headlights suddenly illuminated the alleyway. Taking advantage of the light, Xin Yi glanced at the man still propping himself up on the ground. Although he had been thrown around by Xin Yi and looked disheveled, he still exuded a fierce aura. The righteousness in his brows had been dulled by time, replaced by weariness and helplessness.
"Were you in the military?" Xin Yi suddenly asked nonchalantly.
"Yes, Heavenly Pride Wolf Special Forces..." The man paused for a moment before instinctively responding. A hint of pride flashed across his face but quickly faded as he realized what he had said and fell silent.
Xin Yi no longer paid him any attention and walked toward the car at the alley's entrance. Originally, Lijie was supposed to intercept him at the entrance, but now it seemed unnecessary. The man turned back; Xin Yi's silhouette was enveloped in dazzling light from the car's headlights, making it difficult for anyone to gaze directly at him...
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