A light drizzle began to fall from the night sky, a gentle breeze stirred, and a chill swept over the air.

There is a manor in the southern suburbs of Jinghai. It is heavily guarded, covers a large area, and has no fewer than a hundred people.

In the very center of the estate stood a luxurious two-story European-style villa, inhabited by only two people, a man and a woman. The man was in his forties, while the woman was under thirty, young and beautiful.

The man, dressed in pajamas, stood by the window, smoking a cigar, gazing at the light rain outside, listening to the raindrops in a daze.

"Third Master, it's a bit chilly tonight, don't catch a cold." The woman swayed as she walked over and considerately draped a coat over his shoulders.

"It's alright." Third Master took another puff, coughing incessantly from the choking.

"Oh dear, smoking too much is bad for your health." The woman gently patted his back, took the cigar with her other hand, and put it in the ashtray. Every movement revealed her care and tenderness.

"I've got a habit of taking a couple of puffs, and I'll never be able to break it," Lai San said with a wry smile.

"Third Master seems to be in a bad mood. Is it because of a young man named Li Changfeng?" the woman asked.

She was not only Lai San's girlfriend, but also his subordinate. She went through many trials and tribulations with Lai San, and her fair hands were stained with countless drops of blood.

He was also known by outsiders as one of the four fierce tigers under Lai San's command.

This woman has studied Muay Thai, is proficient in killing techniques, is familiar with all kinds of firearms, and has made many great contributions.

"Yes, Li Changfeng is indeed a headache. The men we sent out today failed again," Lai San sighed.

"Third Master, why don't you hand him over to me?" the woman said fearlessly, "I guarantee I'll kill him within two days, leaving him decapitated."

Lai San turned around and put his arm around her slender waist. "Qinzhi, Li Changfeng is no ordinary man. He can take on thirty burly men by himself. His skills are truly extraordinary."

"I might as well mobilize a hundred men tomorrow to gang up on him and kill him."

The woman scoffed, "Third Master, why make such a fuss? I want to see how powerful he really is. A mere young man has made Third Master anxious. What a fool."

“Okay, I’ll leave it to you to handle,” Lai San agreed.

"Shouldn't Third Master rest now?" The woman chuckled, her expression changing swiftly, her entire body almost melting into the woman's.

"You little devil, sometimes I'm really afraid I won't be able to keep up."

"Qinzhi will belong to Third Master for the rest of her life. Whether things go well or not, she's yours alone." The woman coquettishly expressed her loyalty and took the initiative to kiss him.

The two instantly got into character and started rolling around...

The rain outside gradually intensified, making a loud pattering sound.

"Huh? Qiang, I feel like someone just passed by." In the duty room, a short man nudged his partner and said.

Upon hearing this, A-Qiang glanced outside and then checked the security camera footage.

"Nobody's here. You've been to Honglang too many places, you're probably hallucinating."

"Is nobody here?" the short man muttered to himself, craning his neck. "But I felt a dark shadow flash by."

"What a load of crap, who in Jinghai would dare to mess with Third Master these days?" A-Qiang lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, and winked. "Hey? How about Xiao Li from Hong Langman? Is she hot enough?"

"You know, that woman? She's got a killer instinct. I consider myself a seasoned player in the dating scene, but I never imagined I'd be a complete novice in her hands." He gets all excited when he talks about women. He was half asleep just now, but now he's bursting with energy.

"Really? I happen to have the day off tomorrow."

On the other side!

Li Changfeng had already quietly sneaked into the villa, moving as swiftly as a cheetah in the darkness, and as elusive and unpredictable as a ghost.

This level of defense is no match for Li Changfeng. Not to mention that they are just gangsters with many shortcomings, Li Changfeng can come and go freely even in the general's mansion or the president's office of some small countries.

Li Changfeng once attempted to assassinate a warlord in Africa. Despite the densely packed patrols and their heightened vigilance, he still succeeded and successfully beheaded the man.

now.

Li Changfeng was on the first floor, his eyes shining brightly in the darkness, allowing him to see his surroundings clearly.

He looked up at the sky, then glided down to the second floor, his footsteps silent and without making a sound.

Their movements were swift and graceful.

"Sigh!" Upstairs, Lai San sighed and dismounted, his fierce face showing a look of guilt.

In less than a minute, which man could keep his composure? He'd lost all face.

"Third Master, you don't need to blame yourself. Qinzhi is very satisfied." The woman spoke against her conscience.

No wonder she became one of Lai San's mistresses; she's beautiful, has high emotional intelligence, and a sweet tongue.

"You don't need to comfort me, go downstairs and get the medicine," Lai San instructed.

It's not hard to guess what this so-called medicine is.

Lie down where you fall down, no, get up where you fall down. How can a man be looked down upon? Don't you have any pride?

"Third Master, that medicine has side effects; it's bad for your heart."

"Just go when I tell you to, stop with the nonsense," Lai San said impatiently, his tone becoming harsher.

The woman had no choice but to get up, open the door, and go out.

Hearing the commotion, Li Changfeng hid at the stairwell, held his breath, and remained motionless, quietly waiting for his prey to walk into his trap.

Although he didn't know who the visitor was or what their identity was, the person who appeared in the villa was certainly important.

He's not a scoundrel, but he's the core of the core.

It's no pity to kill them.

As she moved forward, the woman was about to reach the top of the stairs, unaware of the impending danger.

Just then, Li Changfeng seized the opportunity and suddenly appeared, covering the woman's mouth with one hand and hooking his other hand forward to brace against her head, exerting a sudden force.

With a snap, his head turned 180 degrees, his body remained still, and his face was turned behind him.

The entire set of movements was clean, crisp, and without any unnecessary hesitation.

What kind of bullshit Muay Thai is that? It's a deadly technique, but compared to Li Changfeng, it's nothing. He's a piece of cake and can be killed in one move.

It's true that there was an element of surprise attack involved, but in the end, she died.

This is the result.

A qualified assassin only cares about the result, not the process.

The assassin's goal is to complete the mission.

Li Changfeng gently laid her down, very carefully.

The woman's current state was horrific and terrifying; it would scare the faint of heart. Her head was spinning for hours in the middle of the night. Who wouldn't be scared?

Only Li Changfeng had witnessed far more bloody scenes. He remained calm and unmoved even when the sky was falling. He even helped the woman close her eyes.

"Creak!" A few breaths later, Li Changfeng pushed open the door with the light on.

"Qinzhi, you're back so soon." Lai San said happily. When he saw the stranger in front of him, his first reaction was to reach for the pistol under his pillow.

This is a habit he has developed over many years: he must keep a gun under his pillow every night before going to sleep, perhaps because he feels insecure, or perhaps to deal with unexpected situations.

A silver needle appeared between Li Changfeng's fingers, and with a flick of his arm, it shot out.

"Swoosh!" The silver needle accurately pierced the acupoint on the back of his hand. Lai San gasped, then his vision blurred, and his head was hit hard, making a buzzing sound. He involuntarily collapsed onto the bed.