Seriously? We just mentioned that the casino here is quite impressive, and before we even got out of the parking lot, they sent people to block us?

Very quickly, Xiaofan realized that it wasn't quite like that.

As soon as these ten-plus people in black came up, they didn't exchange a word with Xiaofan and immediately lunged at him with lethal intent.

This was clearly an attempt on his life.

Before Xiaofan could shout for Li San to take Ruyu and the others and leave, they were already engaged with the attackers.

In the parking lot, completely surrounded, were these guys waiting here in ambush for him?

Who could it be? Why the sudden hostility? And these familiar killing vibes, what could they mean? Black clothes and masked faces, clearly not wanting to be identified, suggesting that they must be from Red Butterfly.

However, Red Butterfly is controlled by Zhu Fan. If Zhu Fan wanted him dead, why would he send such small fry?

"Bai Xue, Ruyu, Leng Yue, Ziyang, the four of you get in the car first." After easily taking down two of them, Xiaofan shouted loudly behind him.

"But..." Bai Xue naturally felt uneasy about leaving Xiaofan behind, considering the sheer number of enemies charging at them.

"No buts. He's the captain. Listen to him." Li San countered while fighting, "Quick, get in the car. I'll hold them off here. Once you're gone, it'll be easy for us to escape."

"Xiaofan, be careful." Ruyu said with a frown.

"Don't worry, I'm strong, you know me better than anyone."

"Oh, you're so annoying... I'll wait for you tonight."

"Alright."

The sight of Li San and Ruyu showing love anytime, anywhere is unbearable, yet they make an ideal pair in love. Still, there's no need for such cheesy talk in such tense situations.

With Xiaofan and Li San covering the front and back, Ruyu and the others got into the car with ease and drove away after Li San opened a path.

"Shall we kill?" Once Ruyu and the others left, Li San asked remotely.

"We definitely need to kill a few. Whatever."

"Then let's kill five."

Faced with absolute strength, those surrounding thugs were no match for both Xiaofan and Li San. In less than half a minute, several were knocked out.

Taking advantage of their momentary shock, Xiaofan, unwilling to linger, charged out of the parking lot with Li San, one after the other.

On the other end, Leng Yue and the others had just returned home, and Li San followed shortly afterward in a taxi.

"Why are you the only one back? Where's the Captain?" Bai Xue immediately asked.

"He said he's going to find Uncle Zhong to discuss something and told me to come back first," Li San said honestly.

"Getting Uncle Zhong this late? Why? Isn't tonight's incident related to the casino people?" Leng Yue queried.

"I don't know. He has his reasons for doing things. I never question him."

It's naturally a mystery; after all, having just been ambushed, could the Captain be planning to get backup from Uncle Zhong to take down the casino?

Take down a casino? Xiaofan isn't interested in dealing with such trivial matters. Moreover, he already confirmed that those assassins had nothing to do with the casino people.

He's going to Uncle Zhong to find out what's really going on.

"What can't be discussed over a call that you had to meet so late?" Seeing Xiaofan, Uncle Zhong's tone was evidently displeased, as Xiaofan was interrupting his sleep.

"I was surrounded and attacked tonight. Does the organization have issues with me? If so, just tell me directly." Xiaofan directly inquired upon meeting.

"What? Someone tried to assassinate you?" Uncle Zhong asked, astonished.

"You didn't know?" Judging by Uncle Zhong's expression, Xiaofan saw that he truly wasn't informed. Could it be that Zhu Fan sent people secretly?

"If we really wanted you dead, do you think you'd have a chance to be here talking to me?" Uncle Zhong replied calmly.

"Then it wasn't you and Zhu Fan? Who else could it be?"

"Why are you so sure it's someone from our organization?"

"I saw the tattoos on their arms. We killed seven or eight of them."

"Oh? You mean genuine tattoos?" Uncle Zhong asked, surprised again.

"It should be. Those specific tattoos can't be easily imitated," Xiaofan continued.

"Then it's likely related to the internal competition this time." Uncle Zhong said slowly.

"Competition?" Xiaofan was once again confused. How does the competition relate to attempted murder? "Do they see me as an obstacle?"

"Probably. Everyone's aware of your strength, and some don't want to face you in the competition, so naturally, they might consider assassinating you in secret. You've been with the organization for a short time, unfamiliar with defense mechanisms, still playing around, and it's understandable." Uncle Zhong nonchalantly remarked.

"Wait, are you saying that such behavior is tacitly approved within the organization?" Xiaofan remarked in slight surprise.

"Yes, similar instances occurred before. In a might-is-right place like this, dying at your own comrade's hand simply means inadequate skills. However, the organization needs talent now more than ever, and I'll discuss this with the boss slowly. For now, you should rest."

"That's it?" Xiaofan came for an explanation, only to be brushed off?

"What else do you want? You mentioned over twenty people earlier, meaning three teams banded together against you. Are you hoping the boss would order all three team leaders to be killed? Previously, it was possible, but not now, as we're short on people." Uncle Zhong further explained.

Apparently, internal conflicts within the organization never ceased. Many blinded by fame and wealth aim to root out opponents and ascend to the top. Xiaofan's encounter revealed this. They all know they can't defeat Xiaofan in battle, so they resort to shady tactics. If one team can't win, use three.

Such open and covert struggles within the organization truly surprised Xiaofan. Although Zhu Fan's move was risky, the result evidently speeds things up.

"Does this mean I could also discreetly eliminate certain opponents, and Zhu Fan won't hold me accountable?" Xiaofan questioned again.

"Better not. For the sake of the organization, it's best not to easily lose talent."

"What a joke, what's this? Only the powerful get to burn and the rest can't even light a candle? Why should others be allowed to kill me, and I can't retaliate? Talk to Zhu Fan about this. If not properly addressed, don't blame me for being impolite," Xiaofan said, then bid farewell to Uncle Zhong. The outcome was unexpected. Now at his busiest, Xiaofan had no patience for defending against potential assassination attempts.

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