Assassinating soone in Japan was no psychological burden or pressure for Xiaofan. In fact, he could even use such a thod to release the long-accumulated pressure...
Pressure cos from life. The pressure accumulated over this period almost drove Xiaofan insane.
"Hey, Brother Tang..."
"Ah, little brother..."
"Does the Tang Sect have a type of poison that can kill soone, yet forensic experts can't find any problems?"
"Yes, there's a type of poison that can be transmitted through the bloodstream, causing rapid blood flow and escalating heartbeats. After death, the forensic result can only state sudden cardiac arrest. Moreover, the toxin will dissipate quickly in the blood, becoming quiet. Because it dissipates so fast, this poison is only effective on ordinary people; anyone with Inner Strength can easily expel it from their body."
"Is that so?" Xiaofan frowned; according to the information, the target shouldn't know Martial Arts.
"I have another type of mixed poison. Separately, the two substances are non-toxic, but once combined, they beco extrely poisonous. Without the antidote, even my grandfather would need three days and nights to barely expel the toxins—it's terrifying. The deadliest aspect of this poison is that the first compound can remain inert in the body for a whole month, and if the second compound is introduced within that month, it triggers the poison... There's another even more deadly poison, but I didn't bring it with . The poisons of our Tang Sect are ever-changing; Black Scorpion is nothing compared to us, just trash..."
"Alright, alright, give a bit of both poisons. Once I get there, you'll tell how to use them."
"Oh, oh."
It turns out, Tang Tianyou is quite the chatterbox. However, the poisons of the Tang Sect are indeed remarkable. Nowadays, all the poisons and antidotes used by Yanhuang Soul are sourced from the Tang Sect. Tang Tianyou hadn't had anyone to brag about his Tang Sect's prowess for a while, so now that Xiaofan asked, he couldn't seem to stop talking.
There are many ways to alleviate pressure. So like sports, so like gambling, so enjoy singing, and so like smashing things. As for Xiaofan, he preferred killing.
That day, Xiaofan made another round trip between Kyoto and DJ. After hurrying back to DJ in the evening, instead of returning imdiately to Bai Xue's ho, he headed directly to a territory of the Three Extres Squad.
A bar, much like most bars in Huaxia, this place was a smoky ss. People from all walks of life would gather here at night to release their inner pressure. Of course, so were just accustod to this nightlife.
In this neon-lit environnt, no one cared about spending money. n swung money around, holding various types of girls in their arms.
As for the girls, they wore revealing clothes, constantly leaning towards the n they eyed. So even, after a few words, would head straight into the restroom, close the door, and soon the shaless sounds would ensue.
Xiaofan arrived very discreetly, dressed plainly and wearing a baseball cap. Under the caras, he deliberately shielded his face. Thus, he quietly made his way to the third floor.
Once on the third floor, Xiaofan's peculiar attire imdiately caught the other party's attention. Of course, no one would make a move right away, but upon seeing a suspicious person, they would inquire imdiately.
These people were covered in nurous tattoos, as if they feared others wouldn't know they were gang mbers.
With faces full of brutishness, they approached Xiaofan, reaching out to push him aside for questioning.
Xiaofan effortlessly dodged, but his steps also ca to a halt.
"Bastard, who are you? What are you doing here?"
Surprised by Xiaofan's dodging earlier, the man still shouted his inquiry.
For Xiaofan, speaking more when there's a language barrier was a waste. So, he moved...
Once he moved, soone died. The simplest and most effective thod was... strike to kill.
The eight n in the corridor fell; they never understood what happened. In their life's final monts, they only saw the suspicious man push open the room where their boss was and go in.
Inside the room, the so-called boss was rolling in bed with three won, completely unaware of Xiaofan's entrance.
'Ring ring ring...'
During the act, the phone suddenly rang.
"Hey... Boss..." The so-called boss lay in bed, letting the three won continue serving him, enjoying himself as he picked up the phone.
"What's going on? Why can't you even handle a little girl?"
"Boss, we were indeed careless. I didn't expect that Bai Xue to be so formidable. The day after tomorrow, during her school speech, I will definitely take her life. Mh-hm, I promise... Okay, for now. Bye-bye." Casually throwing the phone aside, the man imdiately wrapped an arm around one of the girls, pressing her beneath him.
Suddenly, he stopped moving.
"Big brother? What's wrong? Hey, big brother..."
'Thud.'
The man slowly fell, a short knife plunged from the back into his heart. Since his body was already recovering, the heart injury caused blood to flow uncontrollably. Once he fell, the blood gushed quickly from his mouth and nostrils.
"Ah..." As screams erupted from the three won, they scrambled out the door in panic. Outside, the eight corpses were even more terrifying.
Thus, the three won ran downstairs in their birthday suits, and upon learning their boss had been attacked upstairs, the Three Extres Squad's underlings rushed to the third floor. But aside from their boss's corpse, they couldn't find any trace of another person.
More bizarrely, those three girls didn't even see who, or where, their boss was assassinated.
The room was shrouded in an ominous breeze, adding to the eerie atmosphere. Unbeknownst to them, the once tightly shut window had sohow opened...
Though the caras captured Xiaofan's figure, they couldn't reveal his true face.
Once in the car, Xiaofan headed straight to the residence of the real boss behind the Three Extres Squad. This person had a higher status than Bai Xue and was likely at the sa level as Bai Xue's father.
Given the guards around Bai Xue's house, it's easy to imagine the number of bodyguards around this boss would only be more, not less. But, anyone Ye Xiaofan wanted to kill was far more terrifying than those targeted by the Assassination Order.
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