“Read it backwards.”

Ye Zihan pondered for a moment, her face slightly flushed, "A girl shouldn't say such irresponsible things, what kind of behavior is that?"

"The problem is you don't believe me." Shen Qiqi couldn't explain herself. "Cousin, we grew up together, you should know me best."

Ye Zihan scoffed and continued walking. "It's precisely because I understand that I know what it means to be full of lies, with eleven out of ten sentences being false."

"..." Shen Qiqi was speechless and stomped her little feet.

After everyone left, Li Changfeng closed the door, a hint of wickedness on his face.

Trying to fight me? You're still too green.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, making strange hand gestures with his ten fingers, closed his eyes, and began to breathe rhythmically.

Whenever he had free time, he would meditate and practice his skills, a routine he maintained for ten years.

The full moon hangs high in the sky tonight, and its bright light shines through the glass window onto his handsome face.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Li Changfeng opened his eyes.

This is the vigilance that Li Changfeng has cultivated over many years; his sixth sense is terrifyingly strong.

He would immediately become alert to the slightest danger, thus avoiding many moments of death.

Li Changfeng encountered all sorts of situations while traveling, and his brilliant achievements shocked the world, such as killing a country's top leader, assassinating a minister, or being hunted down, etc.

Without top-notch perception, how can one survive?

Li Changfeng got up and walked outside.

A man in black nimbly scaled the wall and strode into the house, his steps light and his movements as agile as a swallow.

When they reached the center of the courtyard, they suddenly stopped.

A person stood not far ahead, silently watching him.

"You sneaked into the villa in the dead of night, you must be up to something shady. Are you perhaps born of a rat?" Li Changfeng was skilled at cursing, not only insulting the visitor but also dragging his parents into it.

"Heh, get out of the way if you don't want to die." The man in black sneered repeatedly.

"Get out of the way. I advise you to go back to where you came from."

"With me here, you'd better not try anything with Miss Ye." Li Changfeng issued the order to expel her.

"If you tell me to leave, I'll just leave. Wouldn't that be incredibly humiliating?"

"Want to have some fun?" Li Changfeng shook his neck, making a cracking sound from his knuckles. "Come on, I'll play with you."

"You've asked for trouble." The man in black didn't waste any time, grabbing with one hand and launching an attack.

Li Changfeng smiled jokingly and immediately engaged in combat with his opponent. His movements were elusive and extremely graceful.

The movements are gorgeous and fluid, flowing smoothly, like a spectacular action blockbuster, a feast for the eyes.

In less than five moves, Li Changfeng grabbed his opponent's wrist, twisted his arm, and heard a cracking sound.

Before the man in black could react, a kick landed squarely on his abdomen.

The man in black leaped into the air, and Li Changfeng quickly followed, delivering another kick mid-air.

As he retreated rapidly, by sheer coincidence, a patch of flowers and grass grew along the edge of the villa, surrounded by a short fence less than twenty centimeters high.

The man in black lay down directly on it.

A wooden stick pierced through the clothes and entered the body like a sharp sword.

The man in black groaned, cold sweat pouring down his backside, blood gushing uncontrollably.

His mother opened the door for him—he'd arrived home.

What a tough guy.

I'm impressed that he didn't scream in pain after being exposed like that.

"Pfft!" Li Changfeng couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The man in black flipped over, pulled it out, and threw it on the ground, his body trembling.

After a brief exchange, the man in black realized the difference in skill between himself and his opponent, and, enduring the discomfort, darted to the side.

Of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, the best is to flee; if you can't win, run away.

"You come and go as you please, did you get my permission?" Li Changfeng took three steps in two, and just as the man in black was about to climb over the outer wall, one of his feet was grabbed tightly.

Li Changfeng pulled him along, and the man in black fell to the ground with a thud.

"Rip!" At the same time, a tear was made in the hem of the pants, revealing a striking tattoo: a terrifying skull tattooed above the ankle.

“The Skull Palace,” Li Changfeng recognized it at a glance and blurted out.

"You know about the Skull Temple?" the man in black asked, turning his head in surprise.

“Old acquaintance.” Li Changfeng stepped on the other’s back. “How is Old Skeleton Ghost doing?”

"Who exactly are you, and how do you know about my boss?"

Li Changfeng ignored him and gave an irrelevant answer, saying, "Answer me one question: where did you receive your mission, or who gave you instructions?"

"This is a secret, and I cannot tell you."

"A mere second-rate domestic assassin organization, and it's supposed to be secret?" Li Changfeng scoffed, then stomped his feet, causing the blood to gush from his buttocks even faster. If it weren't for his clothes covering it, it probably would have burst out.

The man in black suddenly felt pain, a tightness in his chest, and a feeling of being unable to breathe.

"Are you going to tell or not?"

“I said, we received the mission from Rakshasa Network,” the man in black said, unable to withstand the pressure.

Rakshasa.net is the world's largest dark web site, rife with all sorts of buying and selling, transactions, drugs, organs, weapons, and more...

As long as you can afford the price, someone will do anything.

“Go back and tell Old Ghost Skeleton to give up any such thoughts. Two years ago, I could make him cry and beg for mercy, kneeling down and calling me ‘Grandpa’ with snot and tears streaming down his face. I can still do that now.”

"Get lost." Li Changfeng released his size 43 foot.

The man in black slowly got up, and without stopping, limped over the wall and disappeared into the night.

"Hopefully, the Skull Temple will be more sensible; if there's a next time, it won't be so simple."

Li Changfeng returned to his bedroom, turned on his computer, and logged into the Rakshasa website using a special method.

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