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"Azheng, you drive back first. I'll wait and see how many of them there are." Zhang Yang said to Azheng as they walked to a secluded spot in the small park.
"How can I leave at this time?" Azheng shook his head.
"I told you that staying behind will hold me back. Wouldn't you be unhappy? It's not that I doubt your skills, but with brothers around, I will be distracted. If you really consider me a brother, listen to me this once. After it's done, I'll call you." Zhang Yang firmly squeezed Azheng's hand.
Azheng looked pained, lowered his head in thought for a moment, and figured that with Zhang Yang's extraordinary skills, no matter how many people came, there would be no danger. So he said, "I understand. I'll listen to you." With that, he turned and left.
After Azheng left, Zhang Yang turned back into the woods, found a taller tree, and leaped up to see where the men in black were sitting from a distance.
The man in black sat silently on the ground for more than ten minutes, looking dazed. When the wind blew, his body seemed to tremble slightly.
Suddenly, the man in black raised his head and pulled a dagger from his boot, slowly moving it towards his neck. Zhang Yang was taken aback by this unexpected action.
"Fire Star!" Two figures suddenly flashed through the woods, followed by a clod of dirt flying towards the man's left hand holding the dagger, causing it to drop to the ground.
Wings and Fragrant Serpent rushed in front of the man in black. The man was none other than Fire Star, who had acted recklessly out of arrogance.
Wings, Fire Star, and Fragrant Serpent. The infamous killer group known as Winged Fire Serpent.
Seeing Fire Star's severed fingers and the bloodstains on his chest, Fragrant Serpent couldn't help but exclaim, "You..."
"I guessed you acted recklessly. We searched around before finding our target's home and discovered you had already made your move here. Where is that person?" Wings asked while taking out a pill to feed Fire Star.
"That person... no, he is not human. I lost my hand and got injured but didn't even touch him," Fire Star said dejectedly. "Just let me die after this fight."
"Fragrant Serpent, let's help him back to rest first. We need to think this through; come on, lend a hand." Wings, remaining calm, supported one of Fire Star's arms and helped him up. Fragrant Serpent immediately stepped forward to assist.
Standing up, Fire Star still wore a dejected expression. Wings couldn't help but say, "Fire Star, are you still a man? Victory and defeat are common in battle; don't you want revenge? As long as he is human, there will always be weaknesses. He is in the light while we are in the dark; we can discuss this slowly. Don't lose heart; once you do, you'll have nothing left."
After saying this, Wings stared into Fire Star's eyes with hope. Hearing these words seemed to ease Fire Star somewhat, but he still looked weak.
"It seems like you are in the light while I am in the dark now." A voice came from the bushes, followed by a figure lightly landing on the ground before the three members of Winged Fire Serpent.
With a tall figure wearing a loose cotton shirt and a pale face with strong cheekbones and lips. As the wind blew again, it lifted his long hair slightly to reveal an indistinct orange blade-like scar on his forehead.
“Fragrant Serpent, take care of Mars.” Wings gently handed Mars over to Fragrant Serpent and then shook his wrist.
“Very stylish!” Fragrant Serpent couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
“I'll give you time to draw your weapon,” Zhang Yang slightly raised his chin.
“No need, I want to avenge my brother myself!” Wings' eyes flashed with a hint of coldness as he drew a silver-gray metallic object resembling a feather from his waist.
This metallic strip had a handle at the tail end and flared out at the front like a feather. It was originally worn like a belt around his waist. Wings waved the silver-gray metallic feather in the wind, producing a swishing sound, and the sharp edges of the feather lightly trembled, emitting a faint blue light.
Mars's eyes gradually ignited with anger, but there was also concern etched on his brow. Fragrant Serpent helped Mars sit beside a large tree, her expression revealing confidence in Wings. She had not witnessed Zhang Yang's abilities, but faced with such a flashy display, she suddenly felt that Wings might not easily handle this person.
Wings darted forward, closing the distance to Zhang Yang in an instant, swinging the metallic feather in his hand, which shimmered with silver-gray light as it rushed toward Zhang Yang. This metallic feather was full of sharp edges; it could not be blocked and could only be dodged. It was a tool that Wings often practiced with and carried around as an accessory, usually for entertainment rather than for killing.
This time, Zhang Yang had severely injured Mars. Fueled by rage, Wings revealed the metallic feather and prepared to strike hard.
Zhang Yang suddenly leaped into the air, his toes rising more than a meter above the sharp edges. As he swept his right arm through the air, a gust of wind surged forth, causing Wings to be pushed back several steps, stumbling to the ground. Just as Zhang Yang was about to land, he brought his four fingers together and sharply sliced through the air in an arc. The back of Wings' hand holding the metallic feather was slashed open, revealing bone beneath.
Wings winced in pain as the metallic feather fell to the ground. Zhang Yang seized the opportunity to grasp it mid-air, catching it in his hand.
At this moment, Zhang Yang's feet had just touched down on the ground.
“The Ethereal Iron Feather; during the Tang Dynasty, this was a weapon of the Southwest Wuliang Mountain Peacock Clan. I never expected that after a thousand years, someone would still be using it,” Zhang Yang remarked casually as he examined the Ethereal Iron Feather in his hand.
To an ordinary person, such sweeping movements seemed beyond human capability. The Winged Fire Serpent trio felt as if they were facing a divine being in front of Zhang Yang and were utterly astonished.
“When my master gifted me the Ethereal Iron Feather, he indeed said so; I didn't expect this young man to know about it too!” Wings felt completely convinced at that moment. He quickly came to terms with Mars's defeat; against such a god-like presence, losing was practically inevitable.
“Did Man Cheng Chuan from Tianfu Province send you?” Zhang Yang stepped forward and helped Wings up, returning the Ethereal Iron Feather to him.
“We wouldn't normally disclose our employer's information, and our employer didn't reveal anything either. However, I checked and confirmed it is indeed him. Even if I didn't say anything, with your skills, finding him would be as easy as pie,” Wings replied softly as he accepted the Ethereal Iron Feather.
“What brings you here? You can leave once you answer,” Zhang Yang said while flicking his fingers.
“Winged Fire Serpent, an assassin group. Can I ask you a question?” Wings suddenly inquired.
"Do you want to ask how I know about Ethereal Iron Feather?" Zhang Yang said, "I can tell you, I have a relative from Linan Province, and he told me."
"Are you really human?" Wings asked a question that even he found hard to accept.
"Hehe, at least physically," Zhang Yang replied. "I've answered one more of your questions; could you do me a small favor?"
"You still need my help?" Wings looked surprised.
"Kill Man Cheng Chuan. This person is a Drug Lord and harms others. The college entrance exam is coming up, and I've just been busy lately. If you don't agree, it's fine; I'll take care of him myself when I have time." Zhang Yang smiled and turned to leave.
"College entrance exam?" Wings, Mars, and Fragrant Serpent watched Zhang Yang's gradually disappearing figure, completely bewildered. Emma, this person is still in school and has to take the exam? With such abilities, why bother with an exam?
"I think we should kill Man Cheng Chuan. We definitely can't take care of Zhang Yang; I don't want to refund the money either. Plus, damn it, I've broken three fingers; this debt should be counted on Man Cheng Chuan's head," Mars said resentfully.
Wings and Fragrant Serpent exchanged glances. "Okay, target locked."
The Renowned Assassin Group Winged Fire Serpent stumbled out of the small park, covered in dirt, slowly disappearing into the morning mist.
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