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This was my first time seeing the legendary top assassin up close. She was a bit shorter than I had imagined, with a lean and muscular build, wearing a black mask that revealed only her eyes.
Those eyes… they truly resembled her nickname, like a bird of prey.
"You've got some skills," she said, rubbing the spot where I had bumped into her. "But the outcome will be the same."
Before I could respond, she suddenly lunged at me, brandishing a syringe that had appeared in her hand out of nowhere, aiming for my neck. I sidestepped just in time and grabbed a glass from the bedside table, smashing it against her wrist. The glass shattered on her arm, sending shards flying and blood gushing out. The syringe fell from her hand with a sharp clatter.
"Turkey Vulture," she wiped the blood from her arm and surprisingly smiled. "Heh… since you want to play, I'll play along."
From that moment on, her attacks became increasingly ferocious. She struck with both fists and feet, each move lethal.
Turkey Vulture's movements were truly beautiful—clean and efficient, without an ounce of unnecessary flair. After several exchanges, I found myself struggling to keep up. My body couldn't match my brain's reactions; I hesitated for just a moment while retreating, and she landed a heavy punch to my stomach.
With that blow, it felt as if my insides were shaken apart, and I coughed up blood. Before I could steady myself, Turkey Vulture had picked up the syringe from the floor and strode toward me.
She seized my neck with one hand and lifted me off the ground effortlessly. What kind of strength did this woman possess? It felt like she was about to snap my neck.
"The game is over."
As I neared suffocation, her voice echoed distantly in my ears. The needle of the syringe was poised against my carotid artery, and I could feel the sharp sting as it pierced my skin. Now, all it would take was a gentle push…
I closed my eyes.
At that moment, a voice came from the direction of the hospital bed:
"Stop!"
The Turkey Vulture halted her movements, stunned, and turned to look at the bed.
The sister, who had been lying in a vegetative state, was now sitting up.
Her movements were natural and agile, completely unlike someone who had been in a coma for nearly a year.
In her hand, she held a silenced gun, its dark muzzle aimed directly at the Turkey Vulture.
"You... you're not in a vegetative state?"
No one answered her question.
Suddenly, a shard of glass flew toward her arm, which I had cleverly hidden between my fingers just moments before.
The Turkey Vulture was still in shock and didn’t notice; I managed to cut her.
In pain, she loosened her grip.
I finally broke free from her control and fell to the ground.
Without a moment's hesitation, my sister pulled the trigger!
The Turkey Vulture's body jolted violently!
She looked down at her chest as blood gushed from the small bullet hole.
She tried to say something, opening her mouth, but only blood froth spilled from the corners.
The top assassin of the dark web, the Turkey Vulture, collapsed to the ground just like that.
Blood spread across the white tiles, forming a glaring pool of red.
Her eyes remained open, but her pupils began to dilate.
Did she think she was the hunter?
Wrong. From the very beginning, she was our prey.
For the past year, my sisters and I have been meticulously preparing for this scheme. We have long known that Wang Jiu Ye's son needs a heart with an RH Negative Blood Type. As the one whose blood type matches, it was only a matter of time before Wang Jiu Ye set his sights on me.
The Turkey Vulture has been taking on Wang Jiu Ye's assassination contracts in recent years, acting as his cleaner. Once Wang Jiu Ye decides to make a move against me, to ensure the safety of his son's heart, he will most likely enlist the Turkey Vulture to do the dirty work.
That’s when we can turn the tables on him.
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