Fifteen minutes to twelve.

Deng Fan raised his head and drank a cup of wine, then sat on the chair and did not want to do anything anymore. He only focused on observing everyone around him, because everyone here could be a fake face killer.

At this time, a sexy lady brought a cup of wine over to chat with Deng Fan.

"Handsome, I can tell that you're an only man. Can I accompany you to drink a few cups?" As she spoke, she sat down beside Deng Fan.

Deng Fan sized the lady up, only to see that she was only wearing a thin black dress, her fleshy grandmother's breasts, and her white legs were exposed, her thin and curved eyebrows, smooth eyes, and fragrant mouth, she was extremely beautiful.

Usually, when a man sees such a beauty, he would always have the impulse to take advantage of her. If he could test the feeling of her breasts, or attack her sensitive areas through her white thighs, it would be exciting.

However, Deng Fan's current thoughts were completely not on the woman, and upon hearing this he said indifferently: "From now on, I won't touch a single drop of wine."

"Why?" The lady asked, "Do you want to drink plain water without drinking wine here?"

"Not bad, it's drinking plain water." Deng Fan said, "If you can pass me a cup of plain water, I would be very grateful."

"Is there something wrong with your head?" The girl spat and walked away.

Not only was there nothing wrong with Deng Fan's brain, he was extremely clear-headed and sharp, and had thought of everything more clearly than anyone else on this night field.

He only had one goal, and that was to capture the Mask Woman assassin who killed the poisonous thorn. He knew that this assassin must be hiding the key to solving the mystery of her past.

In fact, he didn't necessarily have to subdue the masked assassin. He just needed to find a chance to communicate with her normally. Deng Fan was most afraid that he would not even have the chance to see the assassin, and that the assassin had already killed the Demon King and left.

For the time being, this is a small possibility.

Unless the assassin turned out to be invisible, he would definitely not slip away right under Deng Fan's nose.

The singing girls on the stage were still singing, twisting their sexy hips, while the rhythmic music was like a magic spell, controlling the men and women below the stage to follow the dancing girls. Under the light, these people were like a group of devilish followers performing some kind of ritual.

It was only ten minutes to twelve.

Would the masked assassin appear? Where would it appear, and how?

So far, everything was still a mystery.

But one thing was certain, other than Deng Fan and the Demon King, no one else would think that these ten minutes would be so hard to bear. It was as if these people in their dreams had long forgotten that time was passing by and that they had forgotten themselves. In the eyes of men, there was only wine and women, while in the eyes of women, there was only benefits.

It's hard to imagine finding true love in a place like this, where the eye is clouded by fireworks, because it's a one-night stand.

Time continued to pass, minute by minute. There were only less than five minutes left before midnight.

Would the masked assassin not come tonight?

Deng Fan couldn't help but be a little disappointed. If the masked assassin didn't come, he would have wasted his life waiting patiently for an entire night. Originally, he could have comfortably stayed at home and spent a beautiful night with Du Xue. There was no need for him to wait here for nothing.

On the second floor, in front of a VIP room, a guard stretched out his arms and yawned. After standing guard for a long time, he felt sleepy, and just as he was about to ask his companion for a cigarette to refresh his spirit, he was suddenly hit on the back of his neck by something.

Another guard who was still holding onto a cigarette end saw a black shadow flash past in front of his eyes. He had no idea what had happened as he fell down as well.

The two of them fell at the feet of a woman.

The woman wore a pair of black leather boots, and her stockings were also black. Her graceful body was wrapped in a blue dress, revealing two long white legs beneath the skirt.

This woman was the masked assassin!

Although he had changed his clothes, the white mask on his face remained unchanged. It was obvious that he was the same person who had killed the poisonous spikes.

Mask Woman put down the two guards and slowly opened the door. At the same time, she took out a short rod from outside her thigh and pressed on the button above. Immediately, a bright blade edge appeared in her hand.

At this time, all the laughter in the room immediately stopped, everyone's gaze turned towards the door, and landed on Mask Woman's body at the same time.

"You're finally here." The corner of the Demon King's mouth raised slightly. He fearlessly grabbed the handgun placed beside him and aimed at Mask Woman.

The bodyguards and subordinates of the Infernal King immediately became alert, ready to protect their master at any time.

However, no one dared to be the first one to face Mask Woman, because in their eyes, the expressionless Mask Woman was a type of unexplainable fear.

The Demon King was about four meters away from Mask Woman, he was confident that he could kill the other party before they could reach him.

However, he had miscalculated one thing.

The Mask Woman soldiers did not rush over, but shot out the short blades in their hands.

The Infernal King was shocked and immediately shot.

The bullets collided with the short blade. With a "clang" sound, the bullets were incinerated into ashes.

In a split-second, Mask Woman rushed over, retracting the short blade in the air, and immediately swinging the blade with lightning speed.

A fatal blow.

A cold light flashed as the Infernal King's expression suddenly froze.

A dark red line had already appeared on his neck.

Everyone was scared silly, including Shi Jingfeng who was the closest to the Demon King.

No one expected the Mask Woman to kill the Demon King at such a distance.

A stream of blood spurted out from the Infernal King's neck. His eyes were still widened in horror as he fell backwards.

"Ya!" The two women at the scene screamed out in fright. They instinctively covered their eyes, not daring to look directly at this bloody scene.

Deng Fan who was still waiting on the first floor heard the scream, and looked at the second floor in shock. He immediately rushed towards the stairs without thinking.

At this time, the Infernal King's bodyguard took out his gun to defend himself, but the Mask Woman did not give them any chance.

In order to escape unscathed, she did not rest until she had killed all of the Infernal King's subordinates.

When she felt that her life was in danger, it was also when her minions were about to die.

Mask Woman only used one move, her hand raised and his blade fell.

In the blink of an eye, the inside of the room was filled with the claws and fangs of the Demon King, leaving behind an unarmed Shi Jingfeng and two unclothed women who were trembling in fear.

Mask Woman and Shi Jingfeng looked at each other, neither of them had any intention to attack.

After a while, Mask Woman took out a mask from his body and threw it onto the dead Demon King's body. She ignored Shi Jingfeng and acted as if she was a transparent person.

"You won't kill me?" Shi Jingfeng suddenly asked.

Mask Woman slowly turned around, and only replied back with a period of silence.

Shi Jingfeng was very clear that if the other party wanted to kill him, there was no possibility that he could survive, because the strength this woman possessed was far above Deng Fan's!

If an assassin was not well-trained and had superior fighting skills, he would not be so confident that he would only bring a dagger and at the very least, a handgun.

It was obvious that the Mask Woman Assassin did not want to use a gun because the power of the blade in her hand had already surpassed the power of a gun.

The reason why Shi Jingfeng did not bring a spear was because he was confident in his own fighting prowess, but now, he knew how terrifying his mistake was.

Mask Woman did not answer Shi Jingfeng as she prepared to leave.

However, she met a person.

Deng Fan appeared at the door, blocking the Mask Woman's way.

It was exactly midnight. Every second counted.

The two of them stood at the doorway and looked at each other for a long time. Neither of them moved, as though they were old friends who had not seen each other for a long time.

In the end, it was Deng Fan who broke the silence and asked: "Who exactly are you?"

Mask Woman did not answer, she just stood there without moving.

"Why did you save me?" Deng Fan asked again.

Still no answer.

"Do you know me?" Deng Fan asked somewhat anxiously, "You must know about my past, can you tell me some things related to me?"

This time, the mask seemed to slightly tremble, but it still did not say a word, only quietly watching Deng Fan.

"Why aren't you talking?" Deng Fan could not help but become angry, as he appeared to be impatient. "Could it be that you are afraid that I would recognize your voice and not dare to open my mouth?"

When she said that, Mask Woman actually spoke, but her voice had clearly been altered, and she could tell that it was not her original voice. She used a mechanical tone and said six words, "Cherish the people around you."

Deng Fan obviously could not understand the meaning of those words, he wanted to continue asking, but the Mask Woman ignored her and wanted to leave.

Deng Fan immediately reached out to stop the Mask Woman, and said: "I don't understand what you're saying. Can you talk to me alone?"

"I'm sorry, I'm just a killer." The Mask Woman said coldly.

"Let me see your face at least." As Deng Fan said this, he suddenly reached out to take off the mask on Mask Woman's face.

Mask Woman's reaction was surprisingly fast as she immediately swung Deng Fan's hand. She even glared at Deng Fan fiercely, obviously a little angry.

"You want to just run away after killing someone?" Deng Fan said righteously.

The Mask Woman did not speak, and directly walked forward.

Deng Fan tried his best to stop the Mask Woman, a battle was unavoidable.

The two of them began to exchange blows in the narrow corridor.

However, it was clear that the Mask Woman did not want to continue fighting. After exchanging a few blows, she immediately swung her blade, then jumped onto the fence on the second floor and jumped down.

The people in the first floor hall saw a strange man holding a knife fall from the sky. They screamed in fear and quickly scattered.

Deng Fan also jumped down from the second floor and chased after Mask Woman.

Mask Woman looked back as she ran, she then kept her blade and sped up her pace to escape.

As soon as he rushed out of the nightclub, he saw a black sports car waiting for him.

Mask Woman rushed towards the sports car, suddenly leaped, and like a snake, he crawled into the car through the open window.

When Deng Fan rushed over, the sports car had already started.

He didn't want to give up, so he chased after the sports car for a long time. Finally, when he realized he couldn't catch up anymore, he slowed down and left bitterly after watching the sports car disappear into the distance.

Deng Fan returned to the nightclub once again. He wanted to talk to the Survivor, but he realized that he had already left. Not long after, the police arrived at the scene, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Deng Fan could only sneak out.

A police cordon had been raised outside the nightclub. Those who remained inside had to stay behind to cooperate with the police investigation. Only those who had finished recording their statements were allowed to leave.

Ten people died in this assassination, including the Demon King. Only Shi Jingfeng and the two guards at the entrance survived.

Just a short knife was enough to kill ten men with guns. Such an assassin was absolutely terrifying. This kind of combat strength could only be described as terrifying.

However, what puzzled Deng Fan was, when did the masked assassin actually manage to get up to the second floor? He was certain that no one had ever gone up to the second floor. Unless the assassin was truly invisible, there was no way he could escape his field of vision.

When he told this puzzlement to Du Xue.

Du Xue said: "Maybe she really can become invisible."

"Is that really possible?" Deng Fan didn't quite believe it.

"I've heard that Japanese ninjas can become invisible." Du Xue said in all seriousness.

Deng Fan said disapprovingly: "That is only a smokescreen, it is impossible for there to really be someone who can become invisible."

"I mean it." Du Xue said very seriously, "I heard from Uncle Xian that he had personally seen people who could become invisible."

"If he can see, then he isn't invisible." Deng Fan said.

"That's not right." Du Xue shook her head, "At that time, Uncle Xian was in Japan. At that time, he was given the task of protecting an important figure, but in the end, the final person was still killed. The assassin killed the man in front of everyone's eyes and then left in a hurry. There was no sign of the murderer until he left. "

Deng Fan could not help but be secretly shocked, and said in disbelief: "There really is such a strange person in this world?"

"The world is big and full of wonders, what's so strange about that?" Du Xue said.

"I still don't believe there is such a person in the world." Deng Fan said.

"You mean Uncle Xian lied to me?" Du Xue was a little unhappy.

"That's not what I meant, but I think the killer must have used some strange method to keep him out of sight." Deng Fan said.

"Maybe, but I'm sure Uncle Xian won't lie." Du Xue said firmly.

Deng Fan did not want to dwell on this issue. After a while, he changed the topic and said: "Oh right, that masked assassin said something to me that was very strange."

"What do you mean?"

"He wants me to cherish those around me." Deng Fan said, "Isn't that you?"

"Did she really say that?"

"En!"

Du Xue thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "I know, she only saved me because of you, and she even killed the poisonous spike."

"You mean she wants me to be with you?"

"That seems to be the case." Du Xue could only nod her head.