"You... are you human or a ghost?"

The young assassin was quite surprised, looking at Zhu Bufan with eyes full of shock.

You should know, his own speed was already quite fast.

Yet unexpectedly, when the opponent appeared, it was without any forewarning.

This point shook the young assassin deeply.

This young assassin wasn't curious about Zhu Bufan's identity and didn't ask why he was stopping him.

Instead, he developed a strong interest in Zhu Bufan's martial skills and reaction speed.

"Speak up, who sent you?"

Zhu Bufan, however, answered a question with a question, coldly staring at him, "You have no right to know."

On the body of this assassin, Zhu Bufan saw no clear markings, nor any special weapons besides a gun, which is why Zhu Bufan had asked.

"What the hell are you..."

The young assassin, with utter disdain, glanced at Zhu Bufan and said in very unfluent Chinese.

Just now, he clearly felt, Zhu Bufan's speed and responsiveness were terrifyingly fast.

However, within his organization, he himself was one of the top-notch assassins; the idea of surrendering so easily to someone else was out of the question.

"The same words, I don't want to repeat a second time!"

Zhu Bufan's eyes grew slightly colder, gazing at the young assassin in front of him, his eyes flickering with a terrifying chill.

As if he were the god of death from Hell itself.

"Go to hell yourself!"

The young assassin in front of Zhu Bufan, even before Zhu Bufan made a move, suddenly shouted coldly, with a sharp dagger appearing in his hand, stabbing towards Zhu Bufan's chest.

This sharp dagger, like a venomous snake, aimed sneakily for Zhu Bufan's chest.

"Hmph..."

Facing such a fierce attack, Zhu Bufan just smiled indifferently.

In Zhu Bufan's eyes, this assassin was at best third-rate, and even with only a third of his strength, he could kill him instantly.

This assassin, although good with guns and quick on his feet,

In Zhu Bufan's eyes, was too weak.

"Swish..."

The extremely sharp dagger, stabbing towards Zhu Bufan's chest, but not only did Zhu Bufan show no signs of dodging, he instead abruptly reached forward with one hand to grab.

In an instant, Zhu Bufan's palm seized his wrist.

Being caught by Zhu Bufan, he subconsciously tried to break free, however, he felt Zhu Bufan's palm was like iron tongs, immovable in the slightest.

"Crack..."

With iron-like strength, Zhu Bufan firmly twisted on the young assassin's wrist, and a bone-chilling sound followed immediately.

"Ah!"

A scream, and in the eyes of the young assassin was full of unwillingness.

You should know, in the organization, his skills were truly notable.

One who took pride in his own abilities now realized that he didn't even have a chance to fight back against this Huaxia man.

Powerful! Damn powerful!

This was the true feeling in the heart of the young assassin.

"Speak!"

Zhu Bufan's face was cold, his voice full of unquestionable authority.

To an assassin who wanted to take his life and that of those around him, Zhu Bufan had not a shred of mercy.

Slightly increasing force in his hand, once again bone-snapping sounds resounded.

"Uh..."

Feeling his wrist as if it were about to break, the young assassin's forehead was covered with cold sweat; he bit his teeth and screamed.

His face turned pale, clearly in pain.

However, he knew all too well the dire consequences of betraying the organization!

After contemplating, his eyes turned cold, subconsciously prepared to bite off his own tongue.

Thinking of biting your tongue to commit suicide?

Zhu Bufan's brow furrowed, his hand moved like lightning, and before the assassin could bite down, he swiftly seized the corner of his mouth.

His teeth, could no longer descend the slightest bit.

Not to mention something like biting off his own tongue.

At this moment, he truly felt what it meant for one's fate to be in the hands of another; he wanted to die but found himself unable to die.

"If you don't talk, I can use a thousand, ten thousand ways to give you a thrill like you've never imagined."

Zhu Bufan sneered, his lips curled into an unfathomable and terrifying grin.

In an instant, Zhu Bufan's grip slightly intensified, a gentle force seemed like it could let one hear the sound of bone and flesh tearing apart.

"Ah! I'll talk, I'll talk..."

Just after a short while, he came to know what real torture and pain were.

"It was people from Heavenly Gate who sent me here..."

After being tormented by Zhu Bufan, this Assassin finally hurriedly spilled the beans.

Heavenly Gate??

Zhu Bufan muttered to himself, but couldn't recall such an organization.

Perhaps it was a new one that had just emerged.

Zhu Bufan didn't ponder it any further.

"Bang!"

With a sudden flick of his foot, a gun from the ground flew into Zhu Bufan's hand, he pulled lightly to chamber a round, aiming at the man's ankle and pulling the trigger.

With a bang, the bullet shot out and instantly created a bloody hole on the top of his ankle.

"Consider this a warning, go back and tell your organization that if they dare send someone again, I won't mind sending all of you to report to Hell."

Zhu Bufan's voice was cold as ice.

Having said that, Zhu Bufan dropped the gun in his hand, and quickly walked downstairs.

At this time, Chu Qingcheng, who was hiding in the car, was still somewhat shell-shocked.

At the same time, she was very worried.

Because Zhu Bufan had been gone for over five minutes, this inexplicably made Chu Qingcheng feel uneasy.

"I'm back..."

Just as Chu Qingcheng was getting worried, a voice filled with a sense of security and gentleness rang out.

Chu Qingcheng looked up slightly and saw Zhu Bufan appear in front of her.

"Zhu Bufan... you... were you okay just now?"

Seeing the appearance of Zhu Bufan, Chu Qingcheng felt a bit more at ease.

For some reason, at this moment, she felt an odd concern for Zhu Bufan that even her own father had never invoked in the past.

"Do I look like something's wrong with me?"

Zhu Bufan casually stretched his limbs, indicating he was unharmed.

"Of course, if you want to give it a try, I don't mind having a go with you here... in the... car... shake!!"

"Go to hell!!!"

Chu Qingcheng's face flushed red in anger.

"Let's pretend I didn't ask."

Chu Qingcheng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Her heart said, I was so worried about you just now, yet this is your attitude, and you're even joking with me.

What a jerk.

"Are you mad??"

Seeing Chu Qingcheng appearing speechless, Zhu Bufan felt unexpectedly warm inside, this little girl did seem quite concerned about him.

"Who cares about you, I wish you were dead."

Chu Qingcheng said irritably.

"Alright, let's get serious, who was the person just now, who sent him??"

Thinking back to the scene just before, Chu Qingcheng was still somewhat frightened.

It was broad daylight now, and yet someone dared to attempt an assassination on her; what kind of background did the others have.

"You should be asking yourself that." Zhu Bufan replied: "Did you offend someone recently?"

"No!"

Chu Qingcheng shook her head decisively.

Yet, after a moment, she said: "If I did offend someone, I'm afraid it can only be Yun Tianwei, but surely, he wouldn't send an Assassin to kill me??"

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