45: Chapter 45 The Supreme Female Dharma King Wants to Assassinate? Capture Her Alive and Directly Turn Her to the Front
"Hall Master Lin, don't wait anymore."
"The backer you found has already sold you to Young Master Qin!"
Big Brother Wang Hu's mocking, filled with a sinister grin, hit Lin Tian's heart like a heavy hammer.
"Wu Sihai... you son of a bitch!"
Lin Tian's eyes were splitting with rage; he never imagined that the secret agent he trusted most would actually betray him!
In a mix of shock and anger, he no longer cared about hiding his strength.
"Get lost!"
Lin Tian roared, and the terrifying aura of the Asura War God exploded instantly!
Like a tiger released from a cage, he forcibly carved a bloody path through the encirclement of Big Brother Wang Hu's dozens of elite thugs!
"Bang!"
He kicked the rear window glass of the safe house, ignoring his bloodied state from the shards, and fled into the night in a sorry state once again.
Watching the retreating figure, Big Brother Wang Hu spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva and did not pursue.
"Damn it, he can actually fight."
He took out his phone and dialed Qin Yuan's number.
"Young Master Qin, the person has escaped, but looking at his state like a stray dog, I estimate he won't be able to jump around for much longer."
In the pitch-black sewer.
Lin Tian leaned against the cold pipe wall, gasping for breath.
In just one short day.
He went from an Asura War God preparing to rule the world to a wanted criminal whose lair had been wiped out, forced to hide in a sewer.
This huge contrast, falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley, made him nearly go mad.
Fear, unprecedented fear, gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.
For the first time, he realized that his opponent, Qin Yuan, was ten thousand times more terrifying than he had imagined!
He didn't play by the rules at all!
He wouldn't fight you one-on-one, and he wouldn't engage in a gang war with you.
He just used money, power, and social connections you couldn't possibly understand to play you like a fiddle!
"No... I can't just sit here and wait for death!"
Lin Tian gritted his teeth tightly.
Since he couldn't win at playing dirty, he would have to use the most primitive, most direct method!
Capture the leader first to capture the rest!
Lin Tian pulled a waterproof, custom-made satellite phone from his chest and dialed an encrypted overseas number.
"Feiyan, come to Jiangzhong."
Lin Tian's voice was cold and resolute.
"I want you to kill Qin Yuan at any cost!"
The next night.
At the top-tier, most secure private hot spring bathhouse in Jiangzhong City.
Qin Yuan, wearing a loose bathrobe, was lying comfortably on a massage bed, enjoying the service of two highly skilled technicians.
"Sir, your body seems a bit depleted. Would you like to try our 'Imperial Wellness' package?"
A female technician wearing a revealing cheongsam with an incredibly hot figure whispered into his ear like an orchid while massaging Qin Yuan's shoulders.
She had a fox-like face that could charm all living beings, and her eyes were full of allure as they darted around.
She was none other than "Fire Phoenix" Zhao Feiyan, the one most skilled in disguise and assassination among the four Dharma Kings of the Asura Hall.
"Imperial Wellness?"
Qin Yuan opened his eyes slightly, a playful smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"How exactly does this wellness method work?"
Zhao Feiyan was delighted, thinking the fish had taken the bait.
She leaned down, her full chest almost pressing against Qin Yuan's face.
From her waist, she silently slid out a silver needle as thin as ox hair, soaked in deadly poison, and hid it between her fingers.
"Of course it is... a wellness method that sends you to the Western Paradise!"
Zhao Feiyan's eyes instantly became incredibly sharp!
The silver needle, like the fangs of a venomous snake, struck lightning-fast toward Qin Yuan's temple!
Just at this critical moment.
"Swish! Swish!"
Two sounds of air being pierced at extreme speed suddenly rang out!
Zhao Feiyan's expression changed drastically, as she felt two deadly killing intents locking onto her from both left and right simultaneously!
Without thinking, she abandoned the assassination and rolled backward violently.
"Rip!"
Two black daggers flew past her cheeks, leaving two long, thin bloody scratches!
"Who?!"
Zhao Feiyan steadied her figure and looked left and right in shock.
In the steam-filled bathroom, somehow, two stunning twins wearing black tight leather suits had appeared.
Nightingale, Night Butterfly!
"You are from the Asura Hall?"
Nightingale gripped her reverse-grip blade, her eyes cold as knives, staring fixedly at Zhao Feiyan.
"You are the 'Shadow Blades'?"
Zhao Feiyan's expression instantly became incredibly grave.
She recognized this pair of twin assassins who were notorious on the Dark Web.
"Since you know our reputation, you still dare to come and assassinate our master?"
Night Butterfly licked her lips, her eyes flashing with pathological excitement.
"Leave your life here."
"Just with the two of you?"
Zhao Feiyan sneered and pulled two sharp short blades from her legs.
"Today, I'll let you see the power of the four Dharma Kings of the Asura Hall!"
Before the words faded, three graceful figures instantly clashed in the steam-filled bathroom!
Swords and shadows flickered, with killing intent lurking everywhere!
This was a seductive yet deadly fight!
Zhao Feiyan's strength was indeed formidable; fighting two against one, she didn't fall behind at all.
But she overlooked one thing.
This was Qin Yuan's territory.
Just as she forced Nightingale back with a roundhouse kick and prepared to stab Night Butterfly backhanded.
"Swoosh!"
An extremely thin, almost transparent steel wire suddenly popped out from the cracks in the floor tiles beneath her feet!
Like a venomous snake, it tightly wrapped around her ankle!
Zhao Feiyan lost her balance, exclaimed, and fell heavily to the ground.
Nightingale and Night Butterfly seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and instantly closed in!
"Puchi!"
Two daggers mercilessly severed the tendons in Zhao Feiyan's left and right hands!
"Ahhh!"
Zhao Feiyan let out a shrill scream, and the short blades in her hands fell powerlessly to the ground.
Like a butterfly with broken wings, she collapsed on the slippery floor, completely losing the ability to resist.
Nightingale and Night Butterfly stepped forward and used specially made steel chains to hang her in mid-air like a wrapped dumpling.
Qin Yuan slowly sat up from the massage bed and put on his bathrobe.
He walked over to Zhao Feiyan, who was hanging in mid-air, looking at her pretty face, which was twisted with intense pain and humiliation.
He pulled a syringe filled with an unknown blue liquid from the medical kit nearby.
The needle reflected a cold and eerie light under the lamp.
Qin Yuan held the syringe and slowly walked in front of her.
"Don't... don't come over..."
Zhao Feiyan looked at him in terror, her body trembling violently with fear.
"What... what do you want to do?!"