Ghost downed the red wine in his glass in one go. The life or death of a minor assassin had little impact on the overall situation; there was no need for Ghost to go after her, especially when it would eliminate a potential ssenger.
"How co you’re still standing there, do you want to kill ?" Ghost turned around to look at "Illusion Fox", who was still standing motionless, staring coldly at him.
"I just want to know, when was I exposed?" Illusion Fox reached up to her neck, grabbed forcefully, and ripped off a fake face, revealing a beautiful one beneath.
"Poisonous Concubine, it’s you." A flicker of surprise crossed Ghost’s eyes. He recognized this woman, a female assassin under Boss Xing, skilled in disguises. However, Ghost distinctly rembered that she had died during the last clean-up operation. What was going on?
"Hmph, the top Brain of Netherworld Palace lives up to its reputation," scoffed Poisonous Concubine. She pulled out a dagger from sowhere and slamd it into the table.
"Since you’re so eager to know where you went wrong, let tell you," Ghost said with a light smile, "Your disguise was perfect, flawless."
"Then where was my flaw?"
"Ha-ha, your mistake was not understanding the person you impersonated. Illusion Fox’s eyes have only ever been for Nightmare, she rarely even speaks to , and you think she’d co to seduce ? Is that likely?" Ghost laughed out loud, seemingly mocking Poisonous Concubine.
"Fine, you’re formidable this ti. But Lord Ghost, if I’m not mistaken, Miss Su is also in this hospital, right?" Just then, Poisonous Concubine sensed a gust of wind in front of her, and by the ti she regained her senses, she found Ghost holding a sharp blade to her neck, coldly saying, "It really was you who acted."
"Ha-ha, Lord Ghost, it seems I have touched a nerve," Poisonous Concubine said with a light laugh, completely unfazed by the blade at her neck.
"If you say one more word, even your master won’t have a ssenger left," Ghost swiped swiftly, so fast that all Poisonous Concubine felt was a darkness in front of her, and when she opened her eyes, a blood mark starkly appeared on her right cheek.
"You..." While it’s said that hitting soone’s face is a no-go, especially for a woman who cherishes her appearance, Ghost was too aggravated. These people had repeatedly sabotaged from the shadows, now even causing Qingyu serious injury and coma. Though he wasn’t killing her, so lessons needed to be taught.
"It seems this is the only way to keep you quiet," Ghost said coldly. Intentionally injuring a woman’s face is despicable for a gentleman, but since when did Ghost admit he was a scoundrel?
"Ha-ha, Lord Ghost, you should probably go check on Miss Su’s safety," Poisonous Concubine said, not angry but laughing instead. As soon as she finished speaking, the hospital’s alarms suddenly blared, emitting a piercing sound, making Ghost’s heart lurch.
"What are you waiting for, Lord Ghost?"
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Guanghua Road intersection.
"Check the next car," Zhang Ting, fully ard, was inspecting each passing vehicle with the special police. The recent tis weren’t very calm, and routine checkpoints and patrolling had started.
"Ting, why have we turned into traffic cops now?" a special police officer teased beside her.
"Get to work, quit the chatter," Zhang Ting scolded, still as professional as ever.
"Our Ting is determined to be a hero saving lives and helping the people; the harder the case, the more energized she gets," another colleague added.
"Will you two ever stop? So much talk."
"Ting, I heard you were transferred to the traffic police departnt because you solved a case with a detective, which allowed you back into our special police team," after a wave of peak traffic, the trio took the opportunity to catch their breath.
"What, that person isn’t just a detective, he’s clearly a hoodlum," her colleagues’ words brought Ye Shikai’s face to Zhang Ting’s mind. That big bastard, she thought, rembering that just a few days ago had been his wedding day. Zhang Ting had also received an invitation but had to decline regretfully due to a mission, though she had explained the reasons to Ye Shikai.
"If a hoodlum could be so capable, the entire police force was frantic over Xun Long’s case at the ti. If he solved it, he must have had real skill," the special policeman shook his head, chuckling.
"Pfft, just luck," Zhang Ting scoffed coldly. For so reason, she admired Ye Shikai deep down, but she always needed to keep it secret, making others think she and Ye Shikai had a grudge.
"Don’t you think Ting has been preoccupied lately?"
"Hey, what’s with the whispering? Didn’t you hear what I just said?" Zhang Ting, catching the two whispering, couldn’t help but shout at them.
"Bang, bang." Suddenly, gunshots ca from afar. While not loud, it was enough for the trio to hear clearly.
"Ting, sounds like gunshots," one of them reacted instantly, turning to look, only to see Zhang Ting already reloading her gun, her eyes flashing fiercely.
"Go check it out, Zhang, contact headquarters and report the situation."
"Yes."
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"Bang," inside the hospital, a series of gunshots sounded as a group of assassins from three different directions stord towards the sixth floor, each ard uniformly with assault rifles, with a military dagger and a blade at their waists.
The duty of Netherworld Palace’s Hidden Guards was generally protective; moreover, being in a hospital, it was inconvenient to carry large weapons, so they were only equipped with pistols and daggers. The assassins were ferocious, making it in one breath to the fourth floor.
"Damn it," Ghost wielded a long knife and ran into three assassins at a corner—easy targets. Ghost quickly killed them and grabbed an assault rifle and several magazines.
"Break the light bulbs and the alarm device."
"Bang."
"Bang."
Using silencers reduced the gunshots to the lowest level, making it challenging for Ghost to identify the opponents’ positions. anwhile, the lighting in the hospital turned off one by one, a tacit strategy by the adversaries. Without light, they could take advantage of the chaos to assassinate their targets.
"Damn it," Ghost, with his profound skills, was able to move freely in the dark. From Poisonous Concubine’s words, he knew the assassins’ goal was Qingyu, lying in a hospital room on the sixth floor. Thinking this, Ghost couldn’t delay any longer and rushed towards her room directly.
"Stop!" As he passed a corner, a shout suddenly rang out from behind him, surprisingly in a woman’s voice.
"Police special forces, put your gun down, hands up, fast."
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