If an ordinary person hears someone wants to kill them, and it's not a joke, their reaction would definitely be panic. Even an ordinary person with a bit more bravery would still feel some fear.

However, when Ye Dahe heard this, he treated it as a mundane matter. After checking the time, he calmly said, "You two, leave quickly. Don't stay here."

Hearing such a response, Lei Xiaolei's lips curled slightly, and he shook his head gently. He had long known that Ye Dahe was such a person; even when faced with life-threatening danger, he still completed his work.

"Uncle, help me gather all the bodyguards in the villa. It's too dangerous to leave them outside," Xiaofan said slowly.

"Come in," Ye Dahe suddenly shouted loudly.

At the door, two bodyguards quickly opened the door and walked in briskly.

"Inform all the bodyguards outside to withdraw into the villa. There will be danger soon. Tell them to be on high alert. Also, escort these two out."

"Uncle." Hearing his uncle trying to send them away, Xiaofan couldn't help but feel anxious.

"Return to where you belong, and if anything happens to me, don't tell your grandfather first," Ye Dahe said, gripping the mouse again and continued browsing the files on the computer.

"Gentlemen, please..." The bodyguard knew the two weren't outsiders, so he acted very politely.

"Xiaolei."

'Whoosh.'

Xiaofan just called out lightly, and Xiaolei immediately understood Xiaofan's intention, taking a swift step to control one bodyguard.

"You, you..." Ye Dahe looked at the two unexpectedly, his face somewhat moved.

"Uncle, I'm not leaving. If you need to work, please continue. We'll handle the matters downstairs. Xiaolei, let the brother go. Let's go gather everyone." Xiaofan dropped this remark, preparing to walk out the door, then suddenly remembered something and turned back: "Uncle, I hope you entrust the command of these brothers to the two of us."

"Nonsense. Be careful. Your father only has you as a son."

"Hey, they're still young, they can have more," Xiaofan smiled slightly, then walked out leisurely.

12 o'clock at night.

The night was deeply silent. Outside the villa in the small garden, there was hardly a sound.

"Time's up. Charge in directly."

The foreigners who had been lurking around the garden villa heard the colonel's command and immediately leaped over the wall, rushing toward the villa.

Although they realized tonight's villa was eerily quiet, they received a strict order to act at twelve o'clock.

Sprinting all the way, they surprisingly encountered no bodyguards. The bodyguards they had seen earlier through binoculars were nowhere to be found.

However, the only thing they were sure of was, Ye Dahe was in that villa up ahead. There were only ten bodyguards tonight; killing him should be enough.

What they didn't know, however, was the unexpected presence of Ye Xiaofan that would disrupt all their plans.

From four directions, close to thirty people surrounded the villa. Now, what needed to be done was to rush inside, kill the target, and leave.

'Bang.'

'Bang bang bang.'

In this era of rampant firearms, the best way to kill someone is naturally with bullets. However, the gunshots started from the upper floor of the villa.

"Damn it, they've prepared."

Reacting to the ambush, these foreigners immediately recognized they had been set up. Yet, no one came from behind to attack, obviously all their forces were concentrated inside the villa.

"Don't panic, break into the villa; they only have ten men. Throw grenades," the colonel as the commander immediately issued the order.

"Retreat. Hide properly," Xiaolei, relying on his years of experience, commanded the operation of the dozen bodyguards.

'Boom, boom...'

The sound of grenades echoed deafeningly moments later, causing the entire villa to shake. The windows upstairs were directly shattered.

Upstairs, Ye Dahe sat in front of the computer with his eyes closed, a face showing no fear.

Xiaofan stood by Ye Dahe's side the whole time; even if Ye Dahe wasn't his uncle, he wouldn't leave because he was a good officer, one who would put the lives of people before his own.

After the explosion, he slowly opened a drawer and took out a pistol from inside. After loading the bullets and chambering a round, he walked to the window that had just been shattered.

"Child, stay away."

As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Dahe's body was suddenly pulled back by Xiaofan. A figure suddenly crawled in from the window. Raising his hand, the gun was aimed at Ye Dahe.

"Whoosh."

"Ah." The foreigner who had just crawled in suddenly felt his hands go numb, an unbearable pain, and the gun slipped out of his hand to the floor. His palm, pierced entirely through by three toothpicks.

Ye Dahe, startled by the sudden assassin, looked somewhat pale; it was not shameful to show such an expression when facing crisis. After all, he was just a normal person, albeit one who had long come to terms with life and death.

The foreigner's right hand injured, he immediately prepared to bend down and pick up the fallen gun with his left hand.

How could Xiaofan allow you to continue the assault? He grabbed the gun from his uncle's hand and shot the foreigner in front with three bullets until he saw the opponent completely lose vitality in a pool of blood, then he returned the handgun, gently placing it in his uncle's hand.

"Your hand's not used to handling this thing, let me do it." After this remark, Xiaofan picked up the gun left by the foreigner from the floor, guarding his uncle's side once more.

Just now Xiaofan's actions were seamless, without the slightest hesitation, and even when he shot to kill, he was resolute, his grip steady and powerful.

"Xiaofan, you, how did you..."

"Uncle, occasionally watch some TV, surf the internet."

"Hmm? I go online often."

"Then why don't you know your nephew just won the free fight challenge championship this afternoon?" Xiaofan dropped this remark as he jumped out the broken window.

Killing one is killing, killing two is also killing.

Xiaofan didn't understand why he viewed life so lightly; he only remembered Shen Zuimo telling him, if you don't ruthlessly resolve your opponent, then you're the one who's going to die.

Xiaofan didn't want to die, so he had to deal with those who threatened him.

"Charge out."

Xiaolei, seeing Xiaofan jump downstairs alone, knocking down numerous foreigners upon appearance, immediately ordered the bodyguards to charge out together.

Bullets ran out, but Xiaofan still had toothpicks. Toothpicks are indeed a convenient hidden weapon. Although they're light, at short distances, their lethality is sufficient.

"Captain... you're here." Suddenly, a cry of surprise from Xiaolei resounded.

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