Of course it hurts.

That Audi cost over a million! Last time it got wrecked, Chen Mei'Er scolded Xiaofan for ages, saying he wasted more than a hundred thousand. Now, how could it run with all those bullet holes? No way it's moving for thirty or fifty grand, right?

"You bastards, do you think making a couple of cents is easy for me? Huh? Come at me if you have the guts instead of wrecking my car."

Black Tiger looked dumbstruck at Ye Xiaofan standing three meters away. What exactly had happened? When he struck, he had been confident in taking his life. From his experience as an assassin, that strike was not something anyone could dodge.

"Black Tiger Captain, there's no one in the car," said the assassin standing nearby.

"Damn, we've been played by this kid." Black Tiger didn't need to hear more; he already guessed that Liu Qiqi had been discreetly sent to the police station and was probably giving her statement now.

What a joke, do you even know who you're up against?

Naturally, Xiaofan wasn't going to blunder blindly into a trap.

After encountering assassins at the airport, Xiaofan knew the other side wouldn't let this go. Xiaofan also never underestimated Red Butterfly; since they had seen his car, they were bound to follow him as soon as he entered the city.

Of course, this thought only occurred to Xiaofan halfway, as he was more focused on unfreezing assets at the time. It suddenly hit him when he noticed the traffic lights and cameras, prompting him to have Liu Qiqi switch to Li San's BMW.

And when he saw the traffic cop, Xiaofan was already alert. But that cop was really dumb; though Xiaofan rolled down the window and talked to him, he didn't notice if anyone was in the car, letting it get attacked for no reason. It was infuriating.

"It must have been hard for you all to plan this for so long, only to be disappointed. I'm really sorry for that," Xiaofan chuckled.

"Hmph, don't get cocky. It's just Liu Qiqi. We haven't lost yet. More importantly, Ye Xiaofan, your life is worth 1.3 billion. Killing you will make me rich. So what are you standing there for? Kill him."

Upon Black Tiger's order, the seven or eight assassins behind Xiaofan quickly advanced, guns aimed at him.

Xiaofan swiftly turned around, but a sense of danger suddenly came from behind. Terrified, he quickly dodged to the side. A chilling gust swept past, and Xiaofan was horrified to realize that if he had been a split second slower, his entire arm could have been cleaved off by Black Tiger's knife.

Black Tiger's prowess was fearsome. Honestly, if Xiaofan hadn't anticipated a trap, evading such a lethal hit at that close range would have been impossible.

Before Xiaofan could brace himself against Black Tiger, gunfire erupted from behind. Forced to retreat under this two-fronted assault, Xiaofan found himself overwhelmed.

This time, the opponents were not as simple as past assassins. Though Black Tiger wasn't as formidable as Sato, his lethal moves were incredibly swift and gave no warning. By the time Xiaofan sensed it, the attack was already upon him.

'Whoosh.'

With no other choice, Xiaofan resorted to his signature skill to take out those wielding guns first.

'Bang bang bang.'

Three toothpicks flew, but only caused the opponents to pause briefly, failing to bring them down, which greatly surprised Xiaofan.

"Hahaha, did you think we wouldn't know about your secret weapon? Toothpicks? Even if they can pierce walls, they can't pierce iron, right? Hahaha."

As it turned out, the assassins' clothes were equipped with iron plates at crucial points. Even though Xiaofan's toothpick attack was precise and fast, they were too light; able to pierce walls at close range, but iron was far more difficult, being prone to breaking, and nowhere near the power of bullets. However, toothpicks provided Xiaofan the advantage of control.

This wasn't his first clash with Red Butterfly. From when Blood Wolf stomped on him to defeating Sato, Xiaofan had skirted the edge of death too many times. Thus, nearly every combat experience was earned with his life on the line.

'Whoosh. Whoosh.'

Toothpicks shot out again.

This time, two people fell. You can hide iron plates in clothes, but not on their forehead, right? Nor can you cover your throat, right? As mentioned, Xiaofan could shoot toothpicks with precision, a skill he had honed to an incredible degree. Within fifteen meters, he hit his target.

"Quick, take cover." Seeing people go down, Black Tiger hurriedly ordered the others to hide and wait for an opportunity, while he himself launched another attack on Xiaofan.

Xiaofan's main concern was bullets from so many people's guns. Though he could dodge in battle, Black Bear posed a serious threat. His strength was no joke, at least a notch above Bloodthirsty Thirteenth Young Master's level.

As the gun-wielders took cover, Xiaofan could finally spar a few moves with Black Bear.

'Bang.'

Black Bear didn't expect Xiaofan to be so strong; after taking one blow from him, he staggered back several steps, his palm numb and veins bulging. Had he not used all his strength, that blow might have broken his wrist.

'Bang bang bang...' Luckily, the other assassins opened fire in time. Had Xiaofan continued his assault, Black Bear would have been overwhelmed. This time, Xiaofan barely dodged another hit.

Immediately, Xiaofan shifted and darted towards the armed assassins.

"Take cover," Black Tiger urgently called, stepping up to follow Xiaofan.

'Whoosh.'

This time, Xiaofan targeted not others, but Black Tiger coming from behind.

Frightened, Black Tiger hastily dodged, his steps faltering slightly.

In that brief pause, three consecutive screams rang out. In that instant, Xiaofan ended the lives of three assassins.

"Bastard," Black Bear cursed, charging again. He didn't expect this kid to be so cunning, devising such a brilliant combat strategy amidst crisis, truly frightening. But it was this fear that compelled Black Bear to eliminate him swiftly, as his existence posed a huge threat to Red Butterfly.

"You're not my match? Or has Red Butterfly run out of people?" Xiaofan's steps shifted again, launching another assault on Black Bear.

However, just as Xiaofan turned, two figures suddenly darted in from both sides, twin gleams of cold steel slicing towards Xiaofan almost simultaneously. Xiaofan hadn't expected an ambush; after dodging the first strike, the second lacerated his arm, and the fiery pain spread through the tear in his skin.

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