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Qing Feng had held Ye Zheng back, and thought that he had control over the situation, and was full of confidence.

Suddenly, the complacent Qing Feng fell from the peak of his happiness to the ice-cold bottom of the lake.

Ye Zheng who seemed to have lost all ability to fight and was at the mercy of others suddenly jumped out. His speed was simply too fast, he was unable to catch his movements.

Then, Qing Feng screamed in shock, he felt his ankle get hit by a palm strike, causing him to lose balance and fall backwards.

Ye Zheng who was about to stand up, did not give chase, and instead pulled on her wrist, allowing her to stand steadily.

Qing Feng looked at Ye Zheng blankly, his eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

"I'm immune to toxins and anesthetics."

Ye Zheng laughed: "However, right now my head is still feeling a little dizzy."

His body had been enhanced by the Red Tide Serum and his metabolism far exceeded that of an ordinary person's. Although the effects of the anesthetic that Qing Feng had brewed were strong, he was able to regain his mobility within a few minutes.

"Whoosh!"

Qing Feng raised his right hand, a cold light tore through the air and slashed towards Ye Zheng's neck.

At some point, a daggers with an exquisite design had appeared in her hand. This move was extremely elegant, and her movements were exceptionally quick as well.

Ye Zheng did not dodge. Instead, he extended his right hand into the bright blade light and used an ingenious move. The joints of his fingers made a light strike on her wrist, causing the dagger to fly out of his hand and strike the ceiling, while still trembling slightly.

Qing Feng had lost his weapon, but he was not discouraged. His left leg supported his body, while his right leg swept high, aiming for Ye Zheng's temple.

Ye Zheng stretched out his arm to block, but he heard a "pu" sound.

With a sound, a strand of poisonous smoke puffed out from within Qing Feng's high heels.

Ye Zheng let out a cold snort. His footwork shook, and he dodged to the side.

Qing Feng knew in his heart that this kind of poisonous smoke could only temporarily slow Ye Zheng's movements, but it couldn't cause him to lose his ability to fight.

In an instant, two choices appeared in her mind: she could take the opportunity to escape, or she could suddenly launch an attack.

Within a few seconds, she made her choice, but it was the wrong choice.

With a shout, Qing Feng's right leg stepped onto the ground, his left leg stomped on the ground, causing his high heels to aim straight at Ye Zheng's throat, with a power comparable to that of the thrust of a short spear.

Ye Zheng's figure flashed, causing her attack to miss. Without waiting for her to react, he had already charged into the inner circle, almost sticking close to his opponent.

Soon after, Ye Zheng used an iron hand to strangle her throat and pushed her against the white wall.

Qing Feng almost suffocated. His eyes were wide open, his tongue protruding out.

She struggled and tried to use her long legs to kick Ye Zheng, but she couldn't do anything.

A few seconds later, a gurgling sound came from her throat.

His face turned green, and his eyes were filled with begging.

Even though Ye Zheng was furious at her viciousness, he was, after all, still a charming woman. For a moment, he could not bear the pain of trying to kill him.

Qing Feng held onto his neck and knelt on the ground, while coughing intensely.

"Who placed my name on the bounty list?"

Ye Zheng asked condescendingly.

"In our industry, sometimes you are not allowed to meet employers and bounties. The flow of funds is accomplished through some special means and accounts. "

Qing Feng looked at Ye Zheng's eyes. The cruel expression on his face had disappeared, and was replaced with a submissive one.

Ye Zheng nodded, he knew that although this woman was cunning, she would not dare to lie right now.

As expected, it must be the Trident!

Through various methods and channels, Murong Xin had made himself the target of public criticism.

"Nice shirt."

Ye Zheng smiled and fixed the collar of his clothes.

"What?"

Qing Feng kneeled on the ground, his face full of astonishment. At first, she thought that he would be angered by Ye Zheng, but this man actually pulled some "shirt"?

"I'll pay next time."

Ye Zheng nodded at Qing Feng and turned towards the door.

His back was completely unguarded, and just like that, he was completely exposed in front of Qing Feng.

Ye Zheng had been through hundreds of battles and should not have made this kind of low level mistake.

Qing Feng looked at Ye Zheng's back, a cruel expression resurfacing.

Her right hand made a concealed motion as a cluster of poison needles flew towards Ye Zheng's back.

Then, with two alternating kicks, two steel cone s were shot out from the soles of their shoes. One of them attacked the back of Ye Zheng's head, and the other attacked the center of his back.

She was determined to kill Ye Zheng.

It was impossible to avoid such a trick at such a distance.

Qing Feng was absolutely confident in his own techniques and speed.

However, this time, she was ridiculously wrong.

Ye Zheng's figure blurred and disappeared from his sight, the poisonous needles and steel cone stabbing into the thick door.

By the time Qing Feng had reacted, he was already standing to her right with a ridiculing expression.

"Nice technique."

Ye Zheng complimented, "Kacha."

With a light tone, he broke Qing Feng's neck.

The killer with the snake's face and heart simply didn't have time to react. His pupils dilated and his body fell backwards. After twitching a few times, his soul returned to his body.

Ye Zheng sighed lightly: He had already given the assassin a chance to correct his mistake, but she had already made up his mind to play tricks.

Just then, a short man rushed into the house. He ignored Ye Zheng and squatted beside Qing Feng, as if he was searching for something.

At the beginning, Ye Zheng thought that this was a rash customer, but seeing his movements and actions, it didn't seem like it. Thus, he didn't immediately leave, but instead stood to the side and watched coldly.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Zheng finally could not hold it in anymore.

Although Qing Feng deserved to die, to have his corpse search for his while he was wearing a short skirt and single shirt was truly unsightly.

"Now that the Bimondas are dead, they are removed from our list of associations."

The short man smiled and said, "According to the rules of our industry, all dead killers belong to their peers who met their property."

As he said that, he pulled out a small credit card bag from somewhere. Although Qing Feng was dead, he definitely had other ways to take out the money from the card.

"Let go of your dirty hands. Otherwise I'll interrupt it. "

Ye Zheng saw that the short man's hand was even more impudent, and threatened in a low voice.

"Ye Zheng, you are just our prey."

The short man grinned fiendishly. "I'm not paying attention to you right now because you're not a threat."

"If I want to walk out, can't you stop me?"

Ye Zheng laughed in disdain.

Suddenly, dozens of hand crossbows appeared on the windows of this clothing store, aiming at Ye Zheng who was standing in the middle of the room. It was obvious that this short fellow had surrounded the house beforehand.

This type of hand crossbow had gone through special processing, so the crossbow bolt released by it was extremely powerful. It could even pierce through steel plates and pierce through skin and bones.

"It seems that I really have no path to heaven, no door to hell?"

Ye Zheng laughed bitterly, spread out his hands and asked: "Who exactly are you?"

"Venomous Stinger."

The short man smiled and said, "It used to be Ninja organization. However, over the years, we've discovered a way to earn money faster: taking the list and killing people."