The man whose throat had been stabbed had not yet fallen. His facial muscles twitched due to his rapidly increasing heart rate and surge of adrenaline. He had not yet felt any pain, but he felt that he could not breathe and had completely lost sensation below his neck.
Blood was being spilled.
The dirty blanket was suddenly lifted and shoved directly at the assassins!
In the blink of an eye.
The group of black-clad assassins moved in perfect unison, retreating the instant they received the order to withdraw.
They intended to leave the cramped space.
The best option is to outnumber the prey and force them into a desperate struggle!
But Jiang Cheng would never give them such an opportunity. Suddenly, something unexpected happened: a faint blue arc of light appeared in the dimly lit room and disappeared in an instant!
The middle-aged man in the lead swung his knife, the sharp blade splitting the entire quilt in two, which then fell to the ground.
But the electric arc was already right in front of them!
The middle-aged man felt his hair stand on end, his eyes widened, and he sensed an unimaginable danger in the dim light.
This was his instinct as an assassin.
However, he had no choice but to step forward and take the blow.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, gripped the cold knife handle with both hands, and clenched his jaw muscles so hard they bulged out as he swung the knife with all his might.
"Sizzle—"
The expected sound of steel blades clashing did not appear. Instead, light flooded his eyes, and the incredibly hard blade broke instantly upon contact, filling the air with the pungent smell of melting metal.
This light contained a terrifying temperature.
Even after the steel knife broke, it didn't stop and went straight for his body.
There's no way to avoid it!
In this situation, the middle-aged man used all his strength to mobilize his muscles in an instant and dodge to the right!
"Pfft!!"
Blood splattered!
Half of his body was melted away, and red blood steamed up and floated upwards. In an instant, the smell of scorching iron and charred limbs spread in the small space.
"ah--"
The middle-aged man roared hysterically.
The excruciating pain nearly sent him into shock.
He hurriedly used his other, still conscious hand to cover it.
However, the intestines inside the abdomen were freed and spilled out with a "whoosh," scattering all over the ground...
The middle-aged man's eyes lost their luster, and he fell straight to the ground with a thud.
Jiang Cheng, at this moment, had a pure blue light in his eyes, an ice blade growing from his arm, and his whole body was suspended in the air, like a god descending from the sky!
"Monster! This is a monster!"
"The intelligence is wrong!"
"retreat!!"
The leader of the assassins was dead. Upon seeing this scene, no matter how rigorous their training, their faces were completely drained of color, their bodies trembled, and their minds were in a daze.
The intelligence they received was to kill a fallen nobleman from the Sakura Kingdom, a useless person who had been banished to become a suicide squad, someone any qualified suicide squad could kill at will.
But right now, this person...
Is he human?
He was clearly an Asura who had crawled up from hell.
He is clearly a fallen angel, Satan, who descended from heaven!
This completely overturned everyone's understanding.
Jiang Cheng lowered his head and slowly stared at the leader who was dead beyond recognition. He suddenly felt bored because the other party couldn't even withstand a single move. The power of technology was truly formidable.
There was absolutely no room for cold weapons to be effective.
This is the gap between advanced and low-level civilizations.
However, this feeling of "wielding a sword to slay the floating clouds" is somehow somewhat addictive.
He examined his palm, while many assassins had already run out of the house, running on all fours like mad dogs, trying to escape the small house and get out of danger!
End this nightmarish night.
Jiang Cheng remained calm and withdrew the ice blade from his hand.
"Click-click-click—"
"Buzz—"
More than a dozen mechanical arms grew out from behind him, pierced through the window with a bang, and flew into the courtyard at such a speed that their afterimages could be vaguely seen.
The assassins, scrambling about on the ground, had just leaped onto the wall and pushed open the door...
Then, one by one, they lost their balance in mid-air, struggling wildly with their arms and legs outstretched, their faces filled with utter astonishment, like fish caught in a hand!
The confinement is so tight.
Something hard, of unknown material, was embedded in the flesh, squeezing the bones until they creaked and cracked. It was unknown how many bones would break. Humans were so weak, and under Jiangcheng's violent arrest, they had no power to resist.
All the assassins were nearly broken, wailing in agony on this beautiful night.
The bright moonlight shone on them, but it brought no warmth; instead, it was somewhat cruel and cold. A gentle breeze blew by.
The screams of the suicide soldiers, who had been subjected to excessive compression, gradually ceased. Their internal organs had shattered under the immense pressure, and their skin showed cracked lines.
Blood gushed down, dripping onto the ground and staining a patch of land a deep red.
Hiding in a dark corner, a lame assassin stared at the sky with bloodshot eyes and trembling body. He suddenly felt that this was a scene like hell on earth, and his mind went blank.
At this point, the ability to think was completely lost.
The moment the battle began, the man cowered and hid behind a large ceramic vat in the courtyard.
He waited for the assassins to kill Minglingye before he came out.
Unexpectedly, it ended so quickly, and the result was so unpredictable.
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