443: Chapter 443 Assassination

Han Jingyang was caught completely off guard.

Because he had not detected any abnormalities before entering the door.

It was not just him; Shi Xiaoya and the other two women who had entered before him also had not detected anything unusual.

Furthermore, this sword strike was extremely stealthy, fast, and precise, aimed directly at his heart.

Not only that, but this soft sword was no ordinary item; it was a dharma instrument.

In his astonishment, Han Jingyang saw a faint green light dart out from the side, heading straight for his chest.

A dharma instrument!

An ambush!

How insidious!

The next second.

"Crack—"

The peace buckle he had been wearing for less than a month shattered instantly.

At the same time, he waved his hand, launching a "Sneak Attack" counter-kill.

He struck with a lethal move.

It hit the assassin who had jumped out from the doorway without any suspense.

The assassin was thin but wiry, with their face covered, revealing only a pair of eyes.

But at this moment, those eyes were full of astonishment, as if asking, "You still didn't die?"

The following second.

Han Jingyang's yanling saber, Shi Xiaoya's katana, Liu Jing's kangxi war sword, and Yang Jinyuan's single-edged blade all struck the assassin simultaneously.

The assassin didn't say a word, nor did they have the chance to strike a second time.

This is the life of an assassin.

Once they accept a mission, they are destined to die; the only difference is whether they successfully kill the target.

If they succeed, they go down in history.

If they fail, they are just a piece of trash.

This assassin was no exception; if they could have successfully assassinated Han Jingyang, even if they died, they would have become a renowned figure in the martial world after death.

Unfortunately, this assassin only managed to shatter one defensive dharma instrument.

Han Jingyang was actually still feeling lingering fear.

Fortunately, he was wearing several defensive dharma instruments at the same time, otherwise, it would have been truly dangerous.

If the assassin's weapon had been stronger.

If the assassin's strength had been greater.

If the assassin had used other methods of attack.

If...

There are too many possibilities; in the future, one can never be too cautious.

However, it was fortunate that this assassination attempt occurred, as it made him re-evaluate his situation, realize that danger is everywhere, and fully understand the cruelty of the martial world.

In the martial world, it's never just about who is ruthless or powerful enough to make everyone afraid.

Qin Shi Huang was powerful, wasn't he?

Yet the assassins who tried to kill Qin Shi Huang were as numerous as ox hair, and Jing Ke was just the most famous one.

Han Jingyang took a deep breath and secretly warned himself: absolutely never become negligent or underestimate people just because his strength and deterrent power are sufficient.

There are still experts out there.

There are even more ruthless people.

All kinds of desperate outlaws are as numerous as ox hair.

Be careful, be careful, and be careful again.

When fighting in the martial world, you can win a thousand or ten thousand times, but if you lose just once, everything is gone.

However, facing the concerned gazes of Shi Xiaoya and the other women, as well as the fearful and shocked gazes of the thirty-plus women and girls in the hall, he flicked his pierced T-shirt with a calm expression and said proudly, "What can a mere petty thief do to me? They couldn't even cut a single hair of mine. Alright, you can call Old Shen now and let him come to clean up the battlefield."

Shi Xiaoya nodded with lingering fear: "It was our mistake. After entering, we not only lowered our guard but also failed to check the scene to eliminate hidden dangers. We will learn from this; we absolutely cannot let something like this happen again."

As she spoke, her sharp gaze swept over Liu Jing and Yang Jinyuan's faces.

Liu Jing and Yang Jinyuan nodded in unison; neither of them had received training in this area, so they trusted Shi Xiaoya's words implicitly.

After a brief adjustment, they took a headcount and comforted the many women and girls, only then realizing that Yang Yujie was missing, and asked hurriedly, "Where is Yang Yujie?"

"She was taken to the second floor."

"Damn it!"

Han Jingyang rushed up to the second floor in three strides and finally let out a sigh of relief when he saw Yang Yujie wrapped in a bath towel.

Good thing he arrived in time.

A little later, and the young girl would have been ruined.

At this moment, the terrified Yang Yujie saw Han Jingyang, jumped out of Shi Xiaoya's arms, and rushed toward Han Jingyang, crying out "Uncle Han" with a voice choked with tears, sounding like a cuckoo weeping blood.

Alright.

Uncle Han it is.

With a ten-year age difference, Uncle Han or Brother Han are both fine.

Han Jingyang hugged the little girl in his arms and patted her gently: "It's okay, it's okay, we'll go home in a little while."

But the little girl held onto him tightly and wouldn't let go.

There was no helping it; he could only hold the little girl and comfort her softly. Once she calmed down a bit, he praised her: "By the way, those three characters you wrote in the carriage helped a lot; otherwise, I wouldn't have found this place so quickly. Thank you."

The little girl looked up, both surprised and happy: "Uncle Han, you, you saw them?"

"Yeah, I saw them. The three characters 'Xingong Village'."

"I knew it, I knew you would see them, Uncle Han, wuwuwu..."

The little girl started crying again as she spoke, but this time it was mostly from excitement. Her small efforts and expectations had actually been seen by her protector, how could she not be excited?

Han Jingyang patiently comforted her and asked again: "How did you know it was Xingong Village?"

"Someone mentioned it when they were changing cars. Plus, I have a classmate from Xingong Village, and I've been here a few times, so I'm familiar with the wide roads. Also, there's a KTV called 'Luanwu' in their town. I've heard my classmate talk about it, and when we passed by, I heard the person who kidnapped me mention it, so I knew it had to be Xingong Village, and, and I wrote it down."

Han Jingyang praised her endlessly: "Truly clever and truly courageous. This small action of yours not only saved yourself but also your two classmates and so many other compatriots. I think you might receive a commendation for bravery from our Quancheng."

"Really?"

"Yeah, for sure!"

They were acquaintances, after all.

Having saved this little girl for the second time, Han Jingyang felt embarrassed to just let go and ignore her, so he could only try to find ways to distract her.

Quancheng.

Shen Yuhai's office.

Shen Yuhai received the call, surprised and happy: "Really? They were all found? Not a single one missing? No casualties? Good, good, good! I'm on my way."

He hung up the phone and immediately gathered everyone: "Han Jingyang succeeded! All the victims are accounted for, no casualties! Hurry, let's go! Destination: Xingong Village! Bring plenty of clothing, and dispatch two more buses, hurry!"

"Director Shen, really?"

"Did he really succeed?"

"Han Jingyang is that amazing?"

"To find the culprit's lair directly without any clues, amazing!"

"That's awesome!"

"Han Jingyang truly lives up to his reputation!"

"I'm impressed."

"Let's go, let's go."

"From now on, if anyone dares to say Han Jingyang is just a name without substance, I'll fight them to the death."

Xingong Village.

Shen Yuhai's large team arrived.

Han Jingyang had already begun excavating the treasure in the courtyard.

He had just interrogated them; the owner of the courtyard was named Xu Changhuai, an elder of the Lingxiao organization.

Besides that, those few captives didn't know anything else.

Everyone else had been killed in the chaotic battle.

The most powerful one, Xu Changhuai, was the first to die, shaken to death alive by the intense vibration created when Han Jingyang broke the formation—the kind where his soul was scattered.

It was a case of reaping what he sowed.

Shen Yuhai entered the door and headed straight for Han Jingyang, grabbing his hand tightly and shaking it: "Brother, thank you, thank you so much! On behalf of all the victims, their families, the millions of residents of Quancheng, and all the police officers of Quancheng, I express my gratitude to you. Your righteous action this time has truly saved the fates of so many, many people."

Han Jingyang shook his head: "Don't rush to thank me yet. I still don't know what the culprits wanted to do by kidnapping so many women. If we can't figure that out, we won't be able to prevent this kind of thing. I'm worried that others will take such risks in the future."

At this moment, Yang Yujie, who had been following by Han Jingyang's side, whispered: "I, I know a little bit."