A contemptuous 'Baka' directly exposed the opponent's country.
Speaking in Japanese, it ans the opponent may have so connection with the instigator of the assassination order.
anwhile, Ray Green and his team had no intention of further provocation, observing the opponent holding a life card and looking disdainfully at them. Do these assassins really have no temper?
Only Ray Green knew that, although the opponent was unknown on the assassin rankings, their strength was certainly not inferior to his. Engaging with a strong opponent at this ti would benefit no one, and... even with a group, he couldn't ensure victory.
"Han, a Japanese assassin is headed your way. He's not weak, so be careful. Just let him pass, don't confront him directly."
"Let him pass?" Han asked in confusion after Xiaofan's instruction: "Didn't you say no one should get past us?"
"This is unexpected... I'm worried..."
"You're worried that I can't handle him?"
"In terms of strength, you're slightly stronger, but this person gives a strange feeling, so it's better not to take the risk."
"Okay, I'll give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll retreat."
"You're determined?"
"Determined."
"Just make a point, don't overdo it."
"Alright." With Xiaofan's permission, Han Shengjun quickly moved to the ambush point, waiting for the opponent to arrive.
Xiaofan didn't follow because Ray Green and his team were still waiting for him to deal with them.
Xiaofan continued to shadow Ray Green and his team, waiting for a good opportunity to strike. But the Japanese assassin kept Xiaofan uneasy.
"Zuimo."
"Yes?"
"Go and support Han."
"Understood."
With the two of them together, things should be much more stable.
After confirming this, Xiaofan gently waved the dagger in his hand and quickened his pace to catch up with Ray Green's group.
The opponent was very alert, cautiously watching for threats behind as they walked.
However, once they were targeted by the Death God, there was no escape.
'Swish.'
Just a flash of cold light, and the last two in the group fell instantly.
The two in front, hearing the commotion, stopped and turned back, seeing only the icy dagger.
Leading at the front, Ray Green hadn't noticed his companions were being systematically taken down behind him, still uneasy about the previous assassin encounter.
"I don't understand, with so many of us here, even if you're not confident about beating him, with us included, surely we would win. Why did you let him go?" The team mbers questioned curiously.
"You don't understand. Fighting here benefits us nothing, and even with you all, we might not win against him..." Ray Green needed to quickly reach a safe place to hide and report the encounter with the master to those above.
"You're ranked seventh among assassins, could he be ranked higher?"
"There are many powerful people out there. Don't assu that ranking high makes us formidable. So organizations prefer not to expose their top agents, usually calling them by a codena and keeping them hidden... Hey, why are the footsteps behind getting fewer?"
Speaking, Ray Green stopped and turned around.
The scene behind left him and the remaining four companions stunned...
Where is everyone?
After only a couple of sentences, from ten plus people, only five were left? Could it be that guy ca back and killed them?
No, while the opponent is powerful, not powerful enough to attack his companions unnoticed.
Did they get separated?
"Hey, Tole, Tole, do you read, answer please?"
The radio had no response, clearly signaling that they weren't separated. So, what happened...
"Everyone be careful... sothing's up." Ray Green, a seasoned battlefield veteran, quickly ordered alertness upon sensing the situation was wrong.
'Swish.'
'Swish.'
'Swish.'
It ca... the sharp wind whistling by, Ray Green's heart started to quiver slightly.
Indeed, quivering because he realized that the rapid movent around the five people was elusive, he couldn't pinpoint its exact location.
Which ant, his companions were invisibly killed behind him just now.
"Green, what's happening?"
"Don't talk, focus."
"I don't feel anything off, they went..." The other assassins hadn't realized they were being targeted distinctly, confused.
"Careful..."
Speaking, Ray Green rushed to push a companion away, attempting to move him from danger.
At the sa ti, a figure arced by, and the just-moved companion fell straight to the ground.
Seeing this, the other three assassins quickly backed away, terrified at Ray Green.
"Why stare at ? Run! Scatter and run, just try to get away!"
Ray Green's judgnt was correct; only fleeing gave a chance under complete massacre. In the instant of action, he clearly saw the blade sever the carotid artery and windpipe in one clean move, sothing even with ten or twenty years of training, he couldn't achieve.
But, once targeted, do they have a chance to escape?
If Xiaofan could just use toothpicks, he could save so much ti. Luckily, the remaining four opponents were close enough to deal with quickly.
What kind of person makes soone in seventh on the assassin ranks run without facing them?
As he felt the crisis, he quickly jumped aside.
Chased, within twenty seconds, the opponent had eliminated everyone and caught up to him?
Begging for rcy? Forget it, over his many years in the assassin world, all his targets begged, but still ended up killed by him.
"Who are you?" Ray Green asked Xiaofan fiercely.
Just now, Xiaofan didn't attack him from behind to maintain his dignity. Now, facing each other directly, Xiaofan acknowledged his skill, letting him die facing the front.
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