When the company's manager saw Shen Zuimo, he imdiately realized sothing was wrong and quickly opened the laptop on the conference room table.
"No need to bother. The fact that we made it here proves that we have enough control over the data on your computer." Xiaofan pulled out a chair and sat down, speaking lightly.
Even though he heard Xiaofan's words, the manager continued typing furiously on the keyboard. However, when he found the key systems beyond his control, he understood that what Xiaofan said was true.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"Co with us? We might spare your lives," Xiaofan replied.
"Hmph, no way. Attack …" Surrendering was certainly not an option.
The three A-level assassins imdiately drew daggers from their waists to charge forward and carve a path out.
However, the mont they took their first step, their bodies froze, as a terrifying and chilling aura enveloped them entirely.
It felt as if taking one more step would lead to instant death.
"Solve one within three moves. Who's up?" Xiaofan asked his brothers behind him in a deep voice.
"I'll go." Ren Ying took the lead and stepped forward, gesturing with his finger at the assassin in the center.
Three moves? An A-level assassin? This seed like a test.
After all, everyone's strength was evident, clearly superior to the opponent. In close combat, if you can't take down the opponent within three moves, no matter how strong you are, you'll be worn out in a blockade, unable to break through.
Everyone understood Xiaofan's intention, which wasn't part of the earlier plan. However, Ren Ying stepped forward imdiately, curious about his own awakening level.
Assassins are proud by nature, and their pride cannot be belittled.
Now, Ren Ying's casual finger gesture felt as if he was looking down on them, making them feel humiliated. Without another word, they rushed at Ren Ying, daggers swinging.
'One, two…'
'Whish.'
'Thud.'
In two moves, the assassin fell straight to the ground.
Although it wasn't a one-hit kill, taking an opponent down in two moves was no easy feat. Ren Ying evidently managed to suppress the assassin's killing aura and counterattack.
After dealing with one assassin, Ren Ying prepared to continue. The remaining two assassins glanced at each other and charged together.
'Good timing.' Ren Ying's confidence swelled, eager to see if his moves would be as swift against two adversaries at once.
However, before Ren Ying could act, two shadows flashed by.
Li San and Lei Xiaolei rushed forward at that mont.
"Don't hog them all, I haven't had my fun yet."
Li San is an unusual fellow, whose lazy nature sowhat resembles the old Xiaofan, disliking troubleso matters. However, at tis, he could be more proactive than most.
Known for his speed, during the tournant, he could hold his own against Xiaofan for a prolonged stalemate, leveraging Swallow Sect's unique skill, Swallow's Counterattack, to gain a temporary upper hand. A few months later, both his physical training and mastery over the Eight Extraordinary ridians have advanced considerably.
anwhile, Lei Xiaolei shared a robust prowess similar to Ren Ying, hailing from a Martial Arts Family. The Lei Family's Thunderbolt Palm already stood out as a formidable martial art. With relentless training and years of trials under Xiaofan, he was fully confident of being able to eliminate David.
'Thud.'
'Thud.'
Two of them stepped back with confident smiles.
"Unnecessary." Ren Ying glanced at them, seemingly blaming them for taking his prey.
Xiaofan was quite pleased with their swift resolution of the matter.
Seeing his three companions killed instantly, the manager knew the situation was hopeless. If he had been more cautious, perhaps they wouldn't have ended up like today.
Yet, the most surprised person on the scene was Shen Zuimo. Ye Xiaofan's prowess was well-known to her, but she hadn't expected each of his companions to have grown so incredibly in such a short ti.
During the clash involving the three, Shen Zuimo, highly sensitive to the killing aura, felt it clearly. When Xiaofan enlisted her guidance earlier, she doubted these people could comprehend such depths in that environnt. However, reality proved they had reached an introductory level.
"Alright, do you prefer to die here now? Or would you like to co with us? Your fate depends on your choices," Xiaofan said coldly.
"At this point, defeat is defeat. I'll go with you," the manager said helplessly, stepping forward slowly.
With the task nearly complete, the final wrap-up awaited, which others would handle once Xiaofan and his team withdrew.
'Whish.'
But at that mont, Shen Zuimo suddenly moved. As the manager approached, a cold gleam flashed, and he was swiftly struck down.
"Oh, that was quick," Xiaofan remarked with a light laugh, all the while fiddling with a toothpick.
Shen Zuimo knew the man, aware of his character. There's no way such an assassin would ekly follow them. The dagger clutched tightly in his dead hand was proof enough.
However, a toothpick had pierced his brow before Shen Zuimo even acted. Clearly, she wasn't the only one who noticed.
"Li Kuo... Get ready to leave."
"Wait, give a mont."
"Suit yourself."
"Xiaofan, how should we handle this guy?" Han Shengjun tightly restrained the last survivor from the operation, the finance manager Xiaofan had kicked in earlier, asking for instructions.
"Knock him out, search for any weapons, tie him up, and hand him over to those coming after us," Xiaofan instructed, casually tapping the manager's head, causing him to pass out inexplicably.
"Oh, that trick is useful," Han Shengjun remarked, impressed with the limp captive in his hand.
"So do we wait here now?" Li San chid in.
"Huh? You guys drive to the market, pick up so stuff for dinner."
"Hahaha, got it."
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