With a clang of tal, the thrown Japanese sword was knocked away by the assassin's dagger, and Luo Zheng grew even angrier. His tiger-like eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he threw another dagger with extre force, which flew fiercely and seed to carry a sonic boom, thrown with deep resentnt.
The assassin, seeing Luo Zheng entirely lacking technique and even using his most threatening long sword as a throwing weapon, a cold smirk appeared on his indifferent face, as if victory was in his grasp. In a flash, his military knife precisely struck the Japanese sword, knocking it away. Given the sword's significant montum, the assassin felt a huge impact sweeping towards him, causing him to step back twice and lose his balance slightly. His expression darkened, and he looked at Luo Zheng more cautiously.
In that glance, the assassin saw Luo Zheng smile, a chilling smile, as if so conspiracy had succeeded, which made him highly suspicious. Suddenly, a black spot in his pupil enlarged, unable to tell what it was, he was startled and instinctively turned his head to dodge. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted another dark flash heading towards him.
"Puff!" the sound of tal entering flesh. Just as the assassin stabilized his balance, he felt a pain in his chest and involuntarily looked down to see sothing had penetrated the center of his belly button, from which a trickle of fresh blood erged. The wound seed small but was extrely painful. He knew it was sothing serious as his face turned pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. In that mont of hesitation, three more dark flashes ca at him, forming a triangular pattern, faintly buzzing as they flew.
The assassin quickly twisted his body to dodge but found his movents sowhat uncontrollable, as if his usual agile motions were now hindered and slowed significantly. Horrified, the assassin didn't know that the exact spot, the Shenque acupoint in the belly button, had been hit by Luo Zheng's Life-taking Nails. Being hit there impacts the nerves between ribs, vibrates intestines and bladder, harms the vital energy, and causes bodily dysfunction.
The combination of acupuncture Skill and Life-taking Nails worked surprisingly well—one nail limited the assassin's bodily reactions, while the other three nails, positioned in a triangular formation, instantly entered the assassin's body, causing his blood and breath to stall and breathing to beco difficult. Terrified, he looked at Luo Zheng and saw him standing casually with a cold, proud smirk on his face.
"What have you done?" the assassin shouted in horror.
"Do you feel your strength fading, your body weakening, and your life force diminishing?" Luo Zheng asked with a sneer, observing the assassin's pale face and slightly trembling body, knowing he had succeeded. It was the first ti he had used nails to kill soone, and surprisingly, the results were good, having subdued a highly skilled assassin. Luo Zheng was very satisfied with this result and did not rush to deliver the killing blow.
"The hidden weapon is poisoned?" the assassin asked in panic, his eyes filled with resentnt as he looked at Luo Zheng.
"Poisoned?" Luo Zheng was startled, then quickly realized, too lazy to explain further, his expression turned cold as he coldly said, "I didn't expect you all to be so relentless, continually causing trouble, seeking to put to death. We have no grudges, why do this?"
"We are assassins, taking money to eliminate calamities for others. Killing and being killed are both inescapable. But too many from the Reincarnation Organization have died by your hand, and I, being the chief in charge of the Huaxia District, received a death order from the organization to erase you. It's either you die or I do," the opponent said coldly, with a cruel smile erging on his face, looking at Luo Zheng and laughing sinisterly, he continued, "Just wait for the endless pursuits from the headquarters."
Luo Zheng scoffed indifferently. Concerned about the Reincarnation Killers chasing him was the least of his worries. He pulled out his Tiger Teeth military knife, thinking of Lan Xue and the others whose lives were uncertain, he needed to hurry to their aid and didn't want to waste more ti. As he walked towards the assassin, he said, "You're quite a man; I'll give you a quick end."
"Thank you," the assassin's pale face showed a trace of gratitude. As an assassin, he had always been prepared to die; he just didn't know how he would die. Being able to die without suffering was a kind of happiness. Watching Luo Zheng approach calmly, the assassin knew his ti had co and suddenly felt a sense of relief. He laughed, a laugh that was reckless, bitter, and mostly lancholic.
Luo Zheng stopped, looking coldly at the other man, waiting solemnly. After a mont, perhaps tired from laughing, the assassin casually said, "To die by your hand is not a dishonor. If possible, I would have liked to befriend you. Since I'm going to die anyway, I don't mind betraying the organization once and giving you so information. All of this was arranged by the Song family. If possible, after you take down the Song family, let know."
"The Song family?" Luo Zheng's expression changed dramatically as he coldly assessed the truth of the assassin's words.
"Yes, the Song family," the assassin said mockingly. "The Song family wants to kill you, and so do we. Although I killed Song Yang, they were still willing to work with . Why turn down the money they offered? But there's no proof, believe it or not. My death is more or less related to the Song family. Of course, I don't bla them. As assassins, we must be prepared to be killed. I only hope that you'll burn so spirit money for later on, to let die without regrets."
"Alright, I promise you," Luo Zheng said seriously, his expression stern.
The assassin looked earnestly at Luo Zheng, and after confirming that Luo Zheng wasn't deceiving him, he laughed and, with his eyes slightly closed, said, "As a reciprocal gesture, let give you sothing. The organization will definitely retaliate by any ans necessary. As a descendant of Huaxia, although I'm not a good person, I don't want innocent people to get hurt. In Beijing, at Huaxia Bank, locker number thirteen contains sothing you need. The code is the full spelling of Yan Shisan plus the number 13. There's so money; if possible, send it to my sister. The address and account are inside. She's innocent. Please, don't hurt her."
"You're Yan Shisan? Why are you telling this?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.
The man slowly opened his eyes, his expression bitter. "My last na is Yan; I'm ranked thirteenth in the organization. I can't say more. You are a true soldier, with your own honor and beliefs. I trust you with these things. As for the reasons, I've already told you. Believe it or not, it's up to you. Now, do it. Don't disappoint ."
Luo Zheng suddenly rembered what his opponent had said when he killed Song Yang about despising those who betray their country's interests. At the ti, Luo Zheng thought the other was just being cryptic, but now, seeing that this man indeed had his own principles and limits, he sowhat believed him and felt a sense of respect. Everyone had different stances, but that did not affect the mutual admiration between them. Luo Zheng gripped Tiger Teeth, took a step forward, and moved his hand like lightning.
In the void, a strike flashed by, and in a blink, the light of the cold blade disappeared. Luo Zheng stepped back a few steps. The assassin, dumbfounded, watched Luo Zheng and praised, "What a fast blade." As he spoke, blood spilled from his neck, and then his head began to sever from his neck, blood spurted wildly.
"Boom!" The assassin collapsed into the river, his eyes filled with a relieved smile.
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