As soon as Ren Feng finished speaking, he leaped into the air and, on the killer's path, kicked out, directly sending the killer flying back.
As the assassin landed, Ren Feng pointed a finger, touching a vital point, sealing the assassin's True Qi, leaving him immobile.
To avoid disturbing Xia Wenxue, Ren Feng carried the assassin and jumped into the courtyard.
"You must know the rules of the underworld, right?" Ren Feng said lightly.
The assassin was immobilized but showed no intention to speak.
"I knew it would be like this." Ren Feng slowly took out his silver needles and, with the assassin watching, pierced several of his acupoints.
Silver needles can save lives, but they can also kill!
"This is your last chance."
Ren Feng spoke calmly, and seeing the assassin remained unresponsive, he simply thrust the last needle down!
In an instant, the assassin's eyes bulged, and he let out a muffled groan, his whole body feeling as though countless needles were piercing him!
Not just the skin, but every bone, every cell felt like it was being stabbed by needles!
"Don't panic, this is just the appetizer." Ren Feng pulled out two more silver needles and inserted them into the acupoints on both sides of the ribs.
This time, the assassin's body trembled, and he felt one half of his body was in a furnace while the other half was in ice.
Coupled with the pain of being stabbed all over, the assassin finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out a sharp, painful scream from his throat!
"Ah!"
But as soon as the scream escaped, Ren Feng frowned and swiftly sealed his acupoint, stopping the scream.
"Why are you yelling? You'll disturb others' sleep in the middle of the night?"
This torment went on for a full minute before Ren Feng pulled out a needle and unsealed his mute acupoint.
"Do you want to talk now? A reminder: I have 108 types of acupuncture enjoyment here, enough for you to enjoy tonight," Ren Feng calmly said beside him.
The assassin looked at Ren Feng, covered in cold sweat, gasping, "You, you are a demon."
"I'm a doctor." Ren Feng said calmly.
"You won't get any information from me." The assassin's chest heaved violently, "I'm just following orders from my organization."
"Your organization?" Ren Feng was about to ask when he saw blood starting to flow from the assassin's seven orifices!
"Blood Shadow Building?"
Ren Feng's tone had a hint of gravity.
Blood Shadow Building, the most extreme assassin organization in the world, with highly skilled individuals. The organization is notorious for two reasons: firstly, its terrifying assassination success rate, with targets ranging from government officials to people from all walks of life, every mission resulting in a bloody mess.
The second reason is that every assassin ingests poison before assassination missions, without an antidote, enabling them to commit suicide if captured, leaving no useful information.
Brutal to others and even more brutal to themselves, hence the name Blood Shadow Building.
Looking at the assassin's blood-covered face, Ren Feng's frown deepened. The one plotting against him even engaged someone from Blood Shadow Building, so who exactly was his adversary?
The assassin had already died, and Ren Feng checked his belongings, suddenly discovering an emblem in his pocket.
The emblem had a strange design, with two crossed axes and a long sword piercing through the center, flanked by flying beasts, forming a skull.
Ren Feng looked at the emblem, found it familiar yet couldn't recall.
Then, Ren Feng dialed Chen Fenghuo's number.
"Feng," came Chen Fenghuo's voice from the other end of the line.
"Fenghuo, how is your investigation going?"
"Got the news; Black Eagle was invited to Huaxia by someone, but I haven't found any information about this person yet."
"I found an emblem here, the design looks familiar."
Subsequently, Ren Feng described the emblem's design, and on the other end, Chen Fenghuo pondered for a moment, "I'll check it out right away."
The call was then disconnected.
Ren Feng dealt with the three assassins' corpses, returned to the room, and looked at the peacefully sleeping Xia Wenxue, rubbing his nose.
"Forget it, I'll sleep with you tonight."
To prevent further assassin attacks, Ren Feng took off his clothes and got into bed.
In the hall, Mr. Yun observed Ren Feng's series of methods, his admiration growing. However, he had doubts: Were these assassins targeting his young lady?
Meanwhile, at an estate in Spain.
Ren Feng's team was celebrating the mission's completion, but one woman quietly left to make a call.
Her eyes glistened with a trace of coldness.
...
Dawn, the next day.
Warm sunlight poured in through the window, and at this moment, Xia Wenxue, sleeping soundly in bed, groggily opened her eyes.
Xia Wenxue felt a bit dazed; she indeed drank too much last night. She intended to thank Ren Feng over dinner since the partnership with Chanel was significant for her company, and she wanted to improve her relationship with Ren Feng, considering he was her bodyguard.
But unexpectedly, she drank too much at the end, probably because she had been too stressed out.