219: Chapter 219 Modern Technology VS Ancient Martial Arts Assassins

The night was dark and the wind was high.

In the woods surrounding Longwan No. 1 Villa, three dark figures lurked in the branches.

They wore tight night-ops suits and black masks, revealing only their eyes.

The leading man in black made a hand gesture.

The other two nodded in response.

They were death warriors trained by the Ji Family, practicing ancient martial arts since childhood and proficient in various assassination techniques.

The head of the Ji Family had given a death order: they must take Chen Fan's head tonight and bring back the dragon-patterned jade pendant.

The three leaped from the trees, landing lightly.

The villa's perimeter was covered with infrared detectors and high-definition cameras.

The men in black were prepared; they took out palm-sized jammers and pressed the switch.

The surveillance footage flickered with brief static.

Taking advantage of those few seconds, the three used their light-body technique to vault over the three-meter-high courtyard wall.

The courtyard was silent.

Several patrolling security personnel were talking.

Hugging the base of the wall and using the shadows for cover, the men in black silently bypassed the patrol.

They were extremely confident in this infiltration process.

Even the most heavily guarded fortress was like a sieve before ancient martial assassins.

The three followed the pipes on the outer wall, quickly climbing to the second-floor balcony.

The balcony's glass door was closed.

A man in black pulled out a special wire from his waist and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a few gentle clicks, the lock popped open.

Pushing open the glass door, the three slipped inside the villa.

The second-floor corridor was covered in thick carpet.

Stepping on it, they didn't make a single sound.

The corridor was long, with multiple rooms on both sides.

According to the information provided by the Ji Family, Chen Fan's master bedroom was at the end of the corridor.

The men in black gripped the blood-grooved short blades in their hands.

The blades were coated with a lethal poison; even a small scratch would be beyond saving.

Maintaining their combat formation, the three approached the master bedroom step by step.

The light in the corridor was very dim.

Only the night lights in the corners emitted a faint glow.

Ten meters from the master bedroom.

Five meters.

Three meters.

The men in black stopped and pressed against the wall beside the master bedroom door.

He held his breath, listening for any movement inside.

It was quiet inside, with only the sound of steady breathing.

The man in black signaled his companions, preparing to force the door open.

He reached out to grab the brass door handle, about to press down.

The smoke alarm on the ceiling lit up red.

“Beep—Beep—Beep—”

The piercing alarm shattered the villa's silence.

The walls on both sides of the corridor cracked open without warning.

Hundreds of miniature launchers emerged from the walls.

Red laser beams crisscrossed, instantly weaving into an airtight net.

The three assassins were trapped tightly in the middle.

This was the “Skynet” top-level intelligent defense system Chen Fan had spent a fortune on, using Pangu Technology and holographic tech.

The AI core, calculating trillions of times per second, had long since locked onto their movements.

From the moment they vaulted over the wall, every move was under the AI's surveillance.

Letting them in was intentional, to avoid a firefight in the courtyard that might startle the family.

The man in black turned pale with fright.

He waved his short blade, trying to slash through the laser beams in front of him.

As soon as the blade touched the red beam, it was instantly melted through by the high temperature.

The broken blade fell onto the carpet, burning a black hole.

The three didn't dare move, huddling back-to-back in the middle of the corridor.

The path of retreat had been completely sealed by the laser net.

The door at the other end of the corridor was pushed open.

Chen Haoyu, wearing a black tactical vest, strode out with a dozen members of the Shadow Guard.

The Shadow Guard didn't carry traditional swords or conventional firearms.

They held high-power tasers and specialized high-dispersion tranquilizer guns.

The man in black gritted his teeth, preparing for a desperate struggle.

He bent his legs, intending to charge through the laser net despite the burns.

Chen Haoyu didn't give them a chance to use their ancient martial arts at all.

“Fire,” Chen Haoyu ordered directly.

No nonsense.

No one-on-one duels following martial arts rules.

Dozens of tranquilizer darts and high-voltage currents were fired simultaneously, creating a fire coverage with no blind spots.

Blue electrical sparks lit up the corridor.

The three ancient martial assassins didn't even have room to dodge.

High-voltage current hit their bodies.

Tranquilizer darts pierced their skin.

The three collapsed directly onto the carpet.

Foaming at the mouth, their limbs twitched uncontrollably.

The ancient martial techniques they were so proud of weren't even a joke in the face of modern technology and heavy firepower.

Chen Haoyu walked forward and kicked away the melted short blade on the floor.

“Drag them to the basement and keep them under strict guard.”

Several Shadow Guard members stepped forward, expertly shackling the three and dragging them out of the corridor.

Inside the master bedroom.

The noise outside was minimal; the soundproof door blocked most of the sound.

But the faint vibrations in the corridor still woke the sleeper.

Su Wanqing rubbed her eyes and sat up.

She put on a jacket and looked at Chen Fan sitting by the bed.

“Hubby, what's happening outside? I heard something.”

Chen Fan turned and covered her ears with his hands.

“It's nothing. A few rats got in, and Hao Yu has already dealt with them.”

Su Wanqing yawned and leaned on Chen Fan's shoulder.

“Have the property management come for pest control tomorrow so they don't scare the kids. Did the kids wake up?”

“The kids are sleeping soundly.” Chen Fan patted her back. “Go back to sleep. There's a lot to do tomorrow.”

Su Wanqing lay back down, tucked herself in, and soon closed her eyes.

Chen Fan stood up, tucked the covers around Su Wanqing, and walked out of the master bedroom.

The laser net in the corridor had been turned off, and the marks on the carpet were cleaned up.

Chen Fan went straight to the study.

Chen Haoyu had been waiting inside for a long time.

“Boss, the men are tied up. They're death warriors from the Ji Family.” Chen Haoyu handed over an interrogation report.

Chen Fan didn't take the report but went to the desk and opened the system interface.

“Did you locate it?”

Chen Haoyu nodded and tapped a few times on the keyboard.

A high-precision satellite map appeared on the large screen.

“Huihuang Group's private satellite has locked onto the target's location.”

The map zoomed in, finally settling on a massive manor in the deep mountains of Jizhou.

The manor covered a vast area with ancient-style architecture, surrounded by steep mountains, with only one winding road for entry and exit.

“This is the Ji Family's lair. Its defenses are extremely tight.” Chen Haoyu pointed at the red dot on the screen.

Chen Fan leaned his hands on the desk, staring at the screen.

“Prepare the helicopter. Contact the local public security and SWAT.”

Chen Haoyu was stunned.

“Boss, we aren't sending the Shadow Guard?”

Chen Fan picked up a folder from the desk and threw it to Chen Haoyu.

“Organize the evidence of the Ji Family's illegal weapon stockpiling and unlawful assemblies, and send it all to the police.”

He walked to the window, looking at the night sky.

“Times have changed. To deal with this kind of cancer, we use direct physical transcendence.”

Chen Haoyu opened the folder and looked at the top-secret documents inside, his eyes widening.

“Boss, once this evidence is handed over, even if the Ji Family has heaven-defying power, they'll be rotting in jail.”

Chen Fan turned around and looked at the dragon-patterned jade pendant on the desk.

“Tomorrow, Muyang and Wanqiu's engagement banquet will proceed as scheduled.”

Chen Fan picked up the jade pendant.

“Before the banquet starts, I want to see the news of the Ji Family's downfall.”