254: Chapter 270: Tracking the Female Assassin 254: Chapter 270: Tracking the Female Assassin The male waiter pulled out a black pistol from his bosom, a fierce glint flashed across his eyes.
However, before the male waiter could aim the gun at Fang Yi, a teacup had already flown into the waiter’s face.
Tea splashed across the waiter’s face, blurring his vision.
At the sa ti, Fang Yi made a lightning-fast move.
Fang Yi grabbed the wrist of the waiter holding the gun, and with a crack, the waiter’s wrist broke, and the pistol fell from his hand.
Fang Yi, with his other free hand, caught the black pistol before it hit the ground.
Fang Yi’s finger went through the trigger, and the black pistol spun several tis in his hand before he aid it directly at the waiter’s forehead.
By this ti, the restaurant had already beco deathly silent.
The scattered custors, scared, scread and rushed out, soon leaving the place empty except for a few waiters, who stood at the counter, not daring to co over, watching the scene in terror.
The male waiter’s face twisted fiercely, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, but what he couldn’t hide was the terror in his eyes, betraying the waiter’s composure at that mont.
“As an assassin, that’s all the competence you have?
You are a complete failure as an assassin,” Fang Yi said calmly.
The male waiter angrily said, “How did you see through my flaws!
I…
I clearly…”
Fang Yi curled his lips, sneered, reached under the waiter’s ear, and then grabbed a thin film, gently tearing it off.
It was as if a piece of skin had been torn off the waiter’s face, revealing his original appearance.
What Fang Yi tore off was a human skin mask, which he casually tossed on the ground, saying, “Now do you understand?”
The male waiter’s face showed a defeated expression.
The next mont, Fang Yi fired two shots, the bangs echoing in the silent restaurant.
The assassin, disguised as a waiter, fell to the ground, blood holes in each knee, making it impossible for him to run.
Fang Yi casually threw the black pistol away.
Then, Fang Yi spoke loudly, “Waiter, the bill please.”
But the waiters were all cowering at the counter, not daring to co over.
“It’s not that I’m dining and dashing; they just won’t co to take the money,” Fang Yi said helplessly.
Shen Binnan stood up and said, “Is it always so troubleso to eat sothing?
Shall we go to another place?”
Fang Yi smiled and replied, “You’re the boss; I’ll go wherever you go.”
The two left their seats.
Fang Yi, intentionally or unintentionally, passed by a woman in a black leather jacket.
At that mont, the woman felt a sudden chill down her spine, her hair standing on end, sensing a terrifying aura.
The woman in the black leather jacket instantly beca tense like an African panther, muscles contracting.
It was the instinctive fear of an animal when encountering a natural predator.
At that mont, her hand reached toward her waist, ready to fight at any mont… However, what she didn’t expect was that Fang Yi didn’t make a move and simply walked away.
As the elevator doors closed, the woman in the black leather jacket breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the closed elevator doors, she muttered, “Abandoned Dragon is indeed terrifying.”
At that mont, a waitress hurried to her front, apologizing profusely, “Sorry, miss, for the incident here, please forgive us…”
The woman in the black leather jacket waved her hand, a smile appeared on her beautiful face that slightly differed from Xuan Cang’s features, and she said in awkward Xuan Cang language, “It’s alright.”
…
Upon reaching the downstairs, Fang Yi handed the keys to Shen Binnan, saying, “You go back first.”
Shen Binnan said, “What if soone attacks when I’m alone?”
Fang Yi replied, “The assassin just now was very weak, and I’ve observed that he had no accomplices, so I’m very reassured with you going back alone.
The reason I stayed is to handle another trouble.”
Suddenly, a faint resentnt surfaced in Shen Binnan’s beautiful eyes, “It’s that woman in the leather jacket, isn’t it?”
Fang Yi sighed silently, this girl had really sharp eyes, nodded, and said, “That woman is also likely an assassin, but she’s not with that male assassin, following her is still a problem.”
Shen Binnan said, “I understand, but…
don’t do anything reckless.”
Fang Yi was startled, then smiled, “You’ve beco naughty.”
Shen Binnan’s face turned red without reason, she glared at him, turned her head, and left.
Her black hair floated, her figure was graceful, a definitive office lady, and even her departing figure was stunningly beautiful.
After Shen Binnan left, Fang Yi lit a cigarette, moved away from the main gate, entered a clothing store to buy a duckbill cap and a mask, then Fang Yi ca back not far from the bottom of the restaurant, keeping an eye on the entrance.
Fang Yi could endure boredom, nothing else, his greatest attribute was his patience, like the ti he had staked out for three days and nights during robberies, not to ntion that as a child he could struggle with a wild boar in the mountains for half a month.
It wouldn’t be understatent to say that perseverance rewards the diligent, Fang Yi only staked out for about twenty minutes when the woman in the black leather jacket ca out.
After the woman in the black leather jacket ca out, she looked around very cautiously and guardedly, afraid of being followed.
Perhaps for soone else, she would have noticed, but for Fang Yi, with his seasoned experience in disguise, the woman in the black leather jacket just couldn’t see through him.
The woman in the black leather jacket didn’t take a vehicle and just walked away, Fang Yi followed from a distance, like any ordinary person.
Initially, Fang Yi had planned to wear the mask, but felt it was superfluous, and ultimately didn’t wear it, just wore the duckbill cap and followed the woman in the black leather jacket.
Along the way, the woman in the black leather jacket kept looking back.
She always felt uneasy, as if soone was tracking her.
Yet, every ti she suddenly turned around, she couldn’t spot the person following her.
She walked into a small inn still feeling uneasy, as a woman’s sixth sense told her she was definitely being followed.
Yet…the reality was, she didn’t see even a shadow of her follower, which left her helpless.
Upon entering the small inn, the woman in the black leather jacket went to the second floor, pulled out a key to open a room door, and then walked in.
The interior settings of the room in the small inn were very simple, and could even be described as crude, because such small inns in Xuan Cang, inherently focused on making quick money and didn’t build a reputation.
After entering the room, the woman in the black leather jacket squatted by the bed, reached under it for a while, and then pulled out a landline phone.
The landline looked sowhat old, apparently a product from the nineties.
After taking it out, she picked up the phone and dialed a number.
After five or six seconds, the call connected, and a rich, deep male voice ca through, “Bitch, how did the affair go?”
“I’m sorry, my lord, I failed.” Although not face to face, Han Xiuzhen still lowered her stance, which shows that she sincerely feared the lord on the other end of the phone from the bottom of her heart.
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