334: Su Fan massacred the Magic City in a bloody massacre just to protect his sister!

The moon was bright and the stars were scarce on the rooftop of a seventeen-story building.

A young man, shrouded entirely in a black cloak, stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the brightly lit, sleepless city below.

Whoosh whoosh~~~

It was bitterly cold at such a height.

Under the assault of the biting wind, the young man's cloak flapped and billowed wildly, making a 'flapping' sound.

But the young man paid no attention, his sharp gaze fixed solely on the neon-lit streets below, seemingly searching for something specific.

Finally, the young man's lips curled into a smirk as he murmured to himself,

“Next… found it.”

Boom!!!

Su Fan lightly stomped his foot, and his body shot out like a cannonball, soaring hundreds of meters through the air, rapidly approaching a hostel, and crashing through a window.

“Baka yarou?! Shini shini!”

Inside the room, on a soft, white bed, a Japanese man with a small mustache on his nose was sound asleep.

Takeda Kage!

He was a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi from Japan, who had received a mission from the dark web yesterday and rushed to the Demon Capital, hoping to try his luck and see if he could capture the man named Lin, thereby earning the 500 million reward.

The loud sound of the window shattering immediately woke the sleeping Takeda Kage.

Almost instinctively, he grabbed the katana by his bed and swung it at the dark figure who had broken into the room.

“Moon Shadow Style Swordsmanship! Ultimate Skill: Moon Shadow Flash!”

Takeda Kage's eyes gleamed with ferocity as he unleashed their Moon Shadow Style Swordsmanship's introductory ultimate skill.

This slash was a unique sword technique passed down through the Takeda family for generations; it was rumored that when their ancestor mastered it, he could even cut through diamonds.

Although Takeda Kage was far from reaching that level,

With his rigorous training of drawing his sword ten thousand times a day, he had once severed the heads of several Inner Strength Martial Artists in Huaxia with a single strike, proving unstoppable.

Thinking of this, Takeda Kage sneered.

He knew that Huaxia's martial arts had declined in recent years, and his swordsmanship was enough to look down on most of the 'sick men of East Asia'.

“Intruder, you! Die!!!”

Under the moonlight, Takeda Kage poured all his strength into a swift sword swing, unleashing a half-meter long sword qi as cold as moonlight.

The sword qi was formless and intangible, yet it seemed capable of effortlessly cutting through any obstacle.

“Like an ant.”

Su Fan didn't even lift an eyelid, raising his right hand, using his palm as a sword, and casually chopping downwards.

To Takeda Kage's disbelieving and horrified gaze, a sharp sword qi, a full zhang long, annihilated his [Moon Shadow Flash] and slashed straight towards him.

“Yamete! Bu—”

Amidst a desperate shriek, Takeda Kage, along with the wall behind him, was directly cleaved in half… “The sixth one.”

Su Fan didn't look back once, dropping a token.

Then, with a flash, he leaped out of the tall building, his figure quickly disappearing from the spot… Two and a half minutes later.

The commotion inside the room attracted the hostel owner and other guests.

As the door was opened, a heavy smell of blood assaulted them, and the terrifying state of the corpse caused everyone present to recoil and scream in horror.

“┌(.Д.)┐ Ahhhhhhhh—”

On the other side.

Da da da!!!

Under the cover of night, Su Fan leaped like a flea between numerous tall buildings, rushing to his next hunting ground.

“Sister, there's a Superman! Look, there's a Superman!”

“٩(๑＞◡＜๑)۶ So there really are Supermen in this world!!!”

On the street.

A little boy happened to look up and saw a figure soaring dozens of meters in the sky.

He was so excited that he stopped eating his ice cream and shouted loudly.

“Hmm? (O_o) What is it?”

A fashionably dressed urban woman looked in the direction her younger brother was pointing, only to see an airplane with blinking red lights.

“Brother, that’s an airplane. You saw wrong, there are no Supermen in this world.”

“No, I really saw him! There really was a person flying in the sky just now!”

Facing his sister's teasing, the little boy was incredibly agitated, desperately trying to explain.

“Alright, alright! If you say so…”

“Seriously, why don't you believe me? Sister, I'll definitely prove to you someday! Supermen exist in this world!”

“…”

The little boy pouted, waving his small fists, his face full of indignation.

From that night on, [Superman] became a belief in the little boy's heart.

It was a pity that until the end of his life, he never again met the Superman he had seen as a child.

But later, as a firefighter, every time he fought through fires to save people, his back in the eyes of other children… at that moment, he also became a true Superman… “Aish, this woman is truly beautiful!”

In a quiet teahouse private room, a fashionably dressed man with dyed yellow hair was watching a video on his phone screen.

The video was clearly playing character introductions for Su Qingge and Lin Xuan.

“It's such a shame to kill such a beautiful woman! If I could keep her to play with for a while, that would be perfect.”

The yellow-haired young man grinned, a lewd smile appearing on his face.

His name was Park Soo-hyun, a lone wolf assassin from Korea.

The reason he had infiltrated Huaxia this time was purely due to the allure of some bounties on the dark web.

If he could claim those bounties, he could wash his hands clean and retire from these “dirty and tiring jobs.”

After retiring, he planned to buy a small island overseas, marry ten or eight beautiful wives of different skin colors, and enjoy the rest of his life in style… “Aish! Originally, I also wanted to take on those high-difficulty tasks like kidnapping and stealing prescriptions. But the competition was simply too fierce.”

“Even though I'm confident enough, I still wasn't sure I could snatch food from the hands of other [Hunters]…”

“Since that's the case, it's better to just snipe them. That way, it's a clean slate. Although the bounty is relatively less, it's still acceptable.”

“…”

On the dark web, some [clients] knew they couldn't compete with others, so with the mindset of “if I can't have it, neither can you,” they posted some assassination missions targeting Lin Xuan and his wife.

“Let's arrange the operation for tomorrow! Any delay could lead to complications. Both those heads belong to me.”

Park Soo-hyun sneered, his eyes filled with impatience for his future happy life.

He touched the sniper rifle beside him, a look of triumph appearing in his eyes.

CheyTac M200 sniper rifle.

This was a special rifle produced in the United States, possessing the longest range among modern sniper rifles, reaching up to 3200 meters.

Park Soo-hyun had once used this weapon to set a world record.

He successfully sniped the heir of a prominent Huaxia family from a distance of 2414 meters.

Since then, he had become famous in one battle, gaining some renown in the underground world, and becoming a well-known “big shot” on the dark web's assassin rankings.

Bang!!!

At that moment, the door was kicked open, and a figure walked in.

“Aish!!!”

“Huaxians are just crude! It's one thing that you always steal our Korean culture and insist our good things are yours!”

“But you don't even steal properly! Didn't our traditional Korean culture teach you to knock before entering someone else's room?!”

“…”

Park Soo-hyun was startled by the sudden noise and quickly covered his sniper rifle with a tablecloth.

Then he turned around, intending to curse the person who had interrupted his mood.

But when he turned, he only saw a strange man whose figure was covered by a cloak standing before him… “Oh no!”

Park Soo-hyun immediately realized the situation was bad. Years of muscle memory made him instinctively step back, his hand already reaching for the weapon hidden behind his waist.

Before he could even raise his gun to fire, a sudden pain shot through his forehead, and he felt the world spinning.

Just before losing consciousness, he only heard three cold words, “The tenth one,” before plunging into eternal darkness… Soon, Su Fan stepped out, once again hunting his next target.

Da da da!!!

By the time the teahouse staff heard the commotion and rushed over, they only saw a corpse with a dagger stuck in its forehead.

Its eyes were wide open, staring in death… “Dead man ahhhhhhh—”

…Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Beep beep~~~

The entire city was filled with the wailing of police sirens, and policemen were busy patrolling the streets and alleys.

This was because terrifying murder cases were continuously being discovered in various places like restaurants, bars, nightclubs, libraries, hospitals, and bathhouses.

Most of the victims were foreigners from all over the world, including white, yellow, and black people.

The methods of death were also varied: some were stomped into meat paste, some had their heads removed, some were dismembered, some had their hearts pierced, and some died from anal impalement… This immediately caused an uproar, and all police substations stationed in various locations were dispatched, searching everywhere for the murderers.

What made the police most incredulous was… the death times of all victims seemed to be concentrated within a short one-hour period. This deduction made many crime-solving experts gasp, realizing how terrifying it was!

Finally, they concluded… the “murderer” in this case must be some evil criminal organization, possibly performing some cult ritual.

That's why they specifically sent people to hunt down those foreigners… But as the investigation deepened, the case officers were all dumbfounded. Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

Because they found that, without exception, all the victims were heinous criminals—either assassins or mercenaries and other thugs, extremely vicious.

These people secretly infiltrating the Demon Capital, one could tell with a glance… they were up to no good!!!

In a way, the “murderer” had actually done a good deed, ridding the world of some scum… “The twenty-sixth one.”

Su Fan walked out of the back door of a bathhouse, his expression cold.

“Someone's dead ahhhhhhhh—”

At that moment, someone inside the bathhouse behind him suddenly let out an earth-shattering scream, seemingly having discovered the assassin's corpse.

But Su Fan didn't even lift an eyelid, quietly gazing up at the starry sky, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

“Shenghao Hotel! Assassin Ranking Top Ten, Blood Crow, is it?!”

Just now, when he was eliminating the trash in the bathhouse, the other party, in order to survive, blustered a series of threats.

The general idea was how awesome his big brother was, how many Huaxia powerhouses he had hunted, and if Su Fan dared to touch him, he would be hunted to the ends of the earth, and so on… Of course, Su Fan was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and directly smashed his head into his chest.

“Hey, do you know [Blood Crow]?”

Su Fan took out his phone and directly called Mad Lion.

His hunting operation tonight was so smooth, partly because he had interrogated information from other assassins, and partly thanks to Mad Lion's cooperation.

Otherwise, just finding people would probably consume a lot of his time; how could he achieve such high efficiency now?!

…“ [Blood Crow] ?!”

“Sir, that's an ace assassin from [Blood Skull], one of the top overseas assassin organizations!!!”

“A master in the top ten of the assassin rankings, said to be extremely skilled in assassination and also knowledgeable in some strange techniques.”

“There are even rumors on the dark web that [Blood Crow] once hunted Martial Arts Grandmaster-level martial artists. Sir, you… you must be careful!”

“…”

On the other end of the phone, Mad Lion was stunned and cried out in alarm.

Tonight, he had watched countless colleagues fall, many of whom he wouldn't dare to provoke on a normal day.

But in front of Su Fan, they were all easily torn apart and slaughtered like dolls, making Mad Lion truly understand an ancient proverb:

Below Martial Arts Grandmaster, all are ants!!!

┗( ´・∧・｀ )┛

This couldn't help but make him even more grateful for… his decision to surrender directly back then… At the same time, a dark pleasure arose in his heart, watching those he couldn't afford to provoke before… now, because of his “tip-off,” one by one they were found and killed.

Mad Lion felt incredibly satisfied.

“Sir, this [Blood Crow] is a ruthless individual with an S-class warrant on Interpol's most wanted list, very dangerous.”

“I think we should just bypass him! After all, we can't be sure he's targeting your friend, and there's no need to provoke such a powerful expert; we might suffer a loss…”

“…”

Facing Mad Lion's cautious persuasion, Su Fan only replied with one sentence, [Better to kill by mistake than to let go], then hung up the phone.

Listening to the “beep beep beep—” sound from the other end of the line… Mad Lion was surprised, and at the same time, felt intense envy, jealousy, and hatred towards the young couple of the Lin family.

How much incredible luck did these two youngsters have?

To gain such wholehearted protection from a Martial Arts Grandmaster?!

In order to provide them with an absolutely safe environment, he didn't hesitate to cleanse the Demon Capital, not even willing to let go of the slightest possibility of danger… Especially associating this with Su Fan's identity as the Hall Master of Heavenly Killing Hall, Mad Lion's eyes were red with jealousy.

If only he also had the protection of such a big shot, he could probably walk sideways all over the world from now on… Alas, comparing oneself to others really makes one angry!!!!!

“The twenty-seventh one.”