"Old man, say it again if you can’t understand," the assassin said with maniacal irritation, pressing the gun firmly against Li Feng’s head, while the assassin wearing the Tang Seng mask turned to look directly at the people to his left and right.
"Go grab those two won."
Two assassins made to move past Li Feng, each of them clearly not taking Li Feng seriously.
But in that instant, Li Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed the barrel of the gun at his forehead, his eyes shining with a deadly cold light as he stared down the assassin before him.
The assassin was also startled by Li Feng’s nacing glance, "Damn it, you dare to glare at ?" The slightly crazed assassin imdiately pulled the trigger.
But the gun did not fire, for the assassin could not pull the trigger at all.
Li Feng’s lips curled up in a grim smile, and the next mont, he kicked the assassin in front of him low and hard, yanked out the dagger from the assailant’s body, and flicked it through the air with a swift motion.
The assassin wearing the Tang Seng mask was pinned by the dagger in the shoulder, his gun-holding hand instantly numb.
Click.
Li Feng swiftly twisted the neck of the assassin before him, killing him. At that mont, the other two assassins regained their senses and raised their guns.
But the three were very close to each other, nearly face-to-face, and by the ti the attacker raised his hand, Li Feng had already charged forward.
His hand knife, swift as lightning, plunged into one assassin’s neck; the man’s throat bone shattered under Li Feng’s blow, but this allowed the other assassin ti to raise his gun.
Bang.
A gunshot rang out.
The bullet missed, and the assassin was dumbfounded. How could he miss at such a close range? But he would probably never understand that question in his lifeti, for Li Feng had already sidestepped to the assassin’s side and spun around with a kick.
The assassin was lifted off the ground, flying backward like a kite caught in a gust, and fell to the floor seven or eight ters away with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of frothy, pink blood.
His chest was completely caved in, and after struggling for a few seconds, he died unwillingly.
"Mr. Feng."
Bai He pulled himself to his feet, looking toward Li Feng as though he were a deity.
"Transfer all injured parties, all expenses will be reimbursed, and additionally give each person a bonus of two hundred thousand. As for when they can return to work, let them decide after they’ve recovered. As for the assassins, just take care of them," Li Feng ordered indifferently.
As if the four ferocious assassins he had just killed were nothing more than re chickens.
"Also, close down the hotel temporarily. If they could break in this easily, they definitely had hacker support. Directly investigate the guests who checked in these last few days."
"Yes, Mr. Feng."
Bai He nodded solemnly, turned, and went to convey the orders. Fortunately, the assassins had restrained themselves sowhat; besides the woman called i Jie, the others had only been shot in their arms or legs.
This Crown Prince though, was like a hidden blade, unassuming when sheathed, but once drawn, his edge was undeniable.
"Mr. Feng, the police have arrived downstairs."
"Is everything taken care of?"
"Yes, everything’s been handled. They actually tampered with the surveillance, but we’ve already caught the person responsible."
Li Feng waved his hand, and Bai He imdiately left the room. Not long after, Wang Jin’er and Shen Yanran arrived with the police. Shen Yanran, quick-tempered as ever, rushed forward, grabbed Li Feng, who was enjoying a drink on the sofa, by the collar.
"Where’s i Jie, and what about those assassins?"
Li Feng squinted at Shen Yanran, who was practically sitting on him, demanding answers. This girl’s figure and temper were directly proportional - both fiery hot.
"I don’t understand what you’re saying," replied Li Feng as Shen Yanran glared at him, utterly frustrated.
"Don’t play dumb—half an hour ago, so assassins ca after us, and you saw everything."
"I didn’t see anything."
"You’re lying. Those assassins, you didn’t send them, did you? Where have you hidden them?" Shen Yanran stared directly at Li Feng, accusingly placing a heavy cap on his head, "And what about i Jie?"
Li Feng’s lips curled coldly, and with a hot breath, he flipped over, toppling Shen Yanran, who had been straddling him, onto the sofa.
"Beauty, one should talk with evidence. Even if I’ve offended you before, you don’t have to make such jokes. This is slander."
"Slander? It’s clearly—"
Wang Jin’er looked at Li Feng, who was adamant in his denial, and for a mont, she couldn’t quite grasp this man’s true intentions. He had clearly saved them earlier, yet now he acted as if nothing had happened. It wasn’t normal.
Wang Jin’er bit her lip and approached Li Feng, taking his arm and leading him aside.
"Why?"
"Why what?"
"Why conceal the truth? After everything that’s happened, why won’t you admit it? Where did you take i Jie, and what about those assassins?"
Li Feng looked into her earnest and serious face, unable to hide the astounding beauty of the person before him, and stepped closer, prompting Wang Jin’er to back away. Li Feng smiled faintly.
"Don’t you want to know?"
Wang Jin’er stopped in her tracks at the teasing look in Li Feng’s eyes, "You tell ."
Li Feng leaned in close, whispering sothing into Wang Jin’er’s ear. She lifted her almond eyes to look at Li Feng and took a deep breath.
"You’re not lying to ?"
"Lying to you, is there any benefit in that for ?"
Wang Jin’er gritted her teeth and glared at the infuriating man who had breathed into her ear, "I hope you keep your word."
Taking another deep breath, Wang Jin’er turned abruptly to face the police.
"Officer, I’m sorry, we were actually playing Truth or Dare. My friend had too much to drink, what she said earlier wasn’t true."
"Jin’er."
Shen Yanran’s eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at her best friend. The next second, her gaze cut toward Li Feng like a knife.
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