King of Assassins

Li Xiaoyu, hiding in the bathroom, was already as pale as a sheet, her face filled with fear as she glanced around, surrounded by blood and corpses, unable to bear looking any longer.

"Let’s go, we’re going to be late."

Gao Xuan beckoned, taking the lead and stepping out of the room.

Li Xiaoyu glanced once more at Iron Bull’s dead body before hurriedly following Gao Xuan.

Upon leaving the room, they found the corridor empty.

Despite the gunfire and the door being blasted open causing quite a commotion, no one in the area cared to intervene.

On hearing noise, everyone’s immediate reaction was simply to lock their doors and find a place to hide.

This is the slum area of Wei’an City, where everyone who lives here knows how to survive longer.

In fact, over eighty percent of Wei’an City’s areas are slums, with only the city center being the wealthy district. Patrol enforcers abound there, and anyone entering without tidy attire would be immediately questioned.

None of the gangs in Wei’an City dare make trouble in the city center.

After all, Celestial Eye Group is the real boss of Wei’an City, the protector of its order.

The various gangs may cause quite a ruckus, but they are merely a rabble. If Celestial Eye Group wished, with one command, they could obliterate any gang.

Old Zhang’s tea house is already near the city center of Wei’an City, therefore, there’s often patrol enforcers. The security here is quite good. At least during the day, no one dares to act recklessly.

Gao Xuan and Li Xiaoyu boarded a tram, and after twenty minutes or so, arrived at Old Zhang’s tea house.

Li Xiaoyu’s beauty attracted many unfriendly looks along the way. However, seeing Gao Xuan armed with both a saber and a gun, none dared to act rashly.

Getting off the tram, Li Xiaoyu immediately saw her sister, Li Feihong, standing at the tea house entrance.

Li Feihong wore a tight-fitting black and green combat robe, carrying two pistols on a somewhat exaggerated black belt, and even a longsword.

Tall and slender, she stood there with a pair of large black sunglasses, extremely striking.

Even more striking was the dozen or so burly men standing behind her, covered in tattoos and with fierce faces. Their presence exuded a murderous aura.

So much so that no one dared to approach, everyone kept a distance.

Two patrol enforcers walked from the far end of the street, glanced at Li Feihong and her entourage, but ultimately dared not say anything. Pretending not to see, they strode past.

Seeing Li Feihong, Li Xiaoyu was delighted, impulsively running ahead.

Li Feihong also spotted her sister, hurriedly approaching. Soon, Li Xiaoyu was surrounded by a group.

A few burly men glared malevolently at Gao Xuan, their expressions akin to wanting to devour him.

Gao Xuan ignored these fools, having already delivered the person, their posturing was pointless.

Yet, in this world without compulsory education, a literate poor person is considered smart. This place is mostly populated by fools anyway.

Recalling the prosperity and affluence of humans when he left, Gao Xuan felt quite sentimental.

Tempted by the promise of tens of thousands from Li Zhennan, Gao Xuan did not hurry to leave.

In this world, money can achieve anything. Without it, nothing is possible.

Having tens of thousands as start-up funds would save him a lot of trouble.

Thus, despite the angry stares from the burly men, Gao Xuan pretended not to see.

Li Xiaoyu and Li Feihong hugged amidst the crowd, and Li Xiaoyu wailed, venting the grievances endured throughout the day.

Li Feihong understood her sister’s princess-like temperament, consoling her lightly while holding her.

Then, she inquired about Gao Xuan’s situation.

Li Xiaoyu, unable to explain accurately, simply recounted everything she knew. She concluded: "I don’t think he’s a bad person. To save me, he killed several companions. He even killed a tall modified person!"

Though she was somewhat spoiled, Li Xiaoyu was smart. She figured the Flying Knife Association, even if planning a deception, wouldn’t go as far as killing a modified person.

"What, killed a modified person?"

Li Feihong was shocked, "What did he look like? Describe in detail."

"He was very tall, muscular, with his face covered in alloy metal..."

Though Li Xiaoyu didn’t dare to look closely, she remembered Iron Bull’s general features.

"Is it this person?" Li Feihong unfolded a tablet displaying Iron Bull’s photo.

"Looks very similar, just his face was damaged, a bit hard to recognize. His body is identical though, very large, walking like a hammer striking the ground..."

Li Xiaoyu’s description shocked and intrigued Li Feihong; Iron Bull was the Flying Knife Association’s premier warrior, with him absent, their aura was diminished.

Regardless of their schemes, the Flying Knife Association wouldn’t use Iron Bull. Knowing Iron Bull’s death would spell major trouble for the Flying Knife Association.

Based on her sister’s recount, Li Feihong was impressed by Gao Xuan.

If this incident was true, and Little Dog could kill Iron Bull with bare hands, he was formidable!

A master like him is rare in the whole of Wei’an City.

Nonetheless, from investigative data, Little Dog was reportedly a vile crook specializing in deceiving women; how could he possess such prowess?

Li Feihong was confused but her attitude towards Gao Xuan immediately changed.

Approaching Gao Xuan, she extended her hand, saying: "I’m Li Feihong, Little Yu’s sister."

Gao Xuan casually shook her hand, curiously asking: "Mr. Li didn’t come?"

"My father is occupied with urgent matters, any words you have can be discussed with me, I can make decisions."

Li Feihong asserted confidently.

Gao Xuan smiled: "No big deal if Mr. Li didn’t come, I wonder if he brought along the promised reward?"

"You want money, that’s easy."

Li Feihong contemplated for a moment before saying: "I came in a hurry, didn’t bring much cash, but as Little Yu’s savior, we won’t neglect you. Why don’t you come home with me, I’ll prepare two hundred thousand as your reward, how does that sound?"