The elevator door slowly opened, and four gunmen emerged, guns held in both hands, quickly flashing out.

The pistols in the hands of the four gunmen were indeed Smith & Wesson M500 pistols.

Yang Fei took a deep breath, had he not heard the sound of the gunmen disengaging safety, the twenty bullets from the four gunmen would have shot into the room.

He might have been able to dodge, but he couldn't guarantee Nuannuan's safety.

The four gunmen never dreamed that someone was actually hiding on top of the passageway.

Their movements were swift and light, landing silently like a pack of hunting jackals.

As they charged towards the door of Yang Fei and Nuannuan's room, Yang Fei finally confirmed that this group was targeting him and Nuannuan.

He was somewhat startled; they had just arrived in Sasha City, and unknown armed forces had already come knocking.

Are these guys from the Heavenly Fire Sect? Or Blood-colored Hook?

The four gunmen took positions; two half-kneeling for shooting, one stepped back two steps for standing shot, and one aimed the pistol at the keyhole, ready to forcibly break the door lock.

Yang Fei gracefully descended, reached out and patted the guy preparing for a standing shot, grinning: "Good morning."

The guy doing standing shots was so startled that he shuddered, turned abruptly, and Yang Fei swung a punch that thudded into his face.

Bang!

With a dull thud, Yang Fei shattered the guy's front teeth and nasal bone completely.

His body flew backward, his entire face mashed like a tomato hit by a hammer, a grisly sight.

And almost simultaneously, the guy who was about to break the door lock turned around suddenly, the dark muzzle pointed at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei kicked up, sending the gun flying from his hand.

Then, his two hands seized two newly standing gunmen, a crack sounded, and he twisted their necks.

From their throats came a plaintive squawk, like a chicken being slaughtered, blood gushed from the corners of their mouths, and their feet scrambled wildly on the ground.

Yang Fei tossed aside the two corpses, and the last one left alive was already pale, his back tightly pressed against the wall.

He dared not move an inch, his voice trembling: "Please don't kill me..."

Yang Fei crossed his arms, lazily looking at him: "Who sent you guys?"

The man hesitated, noting the cold look in Yang Fei's eyes, he shuddered.

"It was Monica, the boss of Blood-colored Hook."

Upon hearing this, Yang Fei felt relieved, yet somewhat disappointed.

He casually picked up the pistol from the ground and pointed it at the guy, saying flatly.

"Drag these three corpses into the room."

At this moment, Nuannuan had got dressed and opened the door.

She suddenly saw the murder scene in the corridor and involuntarily shuddered: "Uncle, what's going on here?"

Yang Fei shook his hand at her, indicating her to be quiet.

The gunman still alive was forced by Yang Fei's gun to move the three corpses into the room.

Yang Fei delivered a chop on the guy's neck, knocked him out, and closed the door.

Nuannuan was still confused, urging Yang Fei to explain.

"Uncle, what's the matter? Why did these four people target us?"

Yang Fei sighed and shook his head: "This is the Mortal World."

"Damn it, nothing comes free, just picked up forty grand, and four gunmen came knocking to take my life."

"Lucky for me, I've got some skills, otherwise, I'd be reporting to King Yanluo right now."

He spoke, pulling Nuannuan's hand, entering the elevator: "This is a place of trouble, let's get out quickly."

As soon as Nuannuan and Yang Fei stepped into the elevator, they heard the waiter exclaim behind them.

"Oh my god, murder, murder!"

Yang Fei and Nuannuan exchanged smiles, Yang Fei shrugged triumphantly.

"How does it feel, hanging with Uncle like a couple on the run?"

Nuannuan just nodded before realizing something wasn't right.

"Ugh, who's on the run with you, shameless, taking advantage of a young girl."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, said no more, took Nuannuan's hand, and quickly rushed out of the elevator, the two bursting out of the hotel.

As soon as they left the hotel, they heard shrill police sirens approaching from afar.

Dassa City's security was indeed poor, but such blatant murders had caught the police's attention.

Whether they could crack the case or catch the culprits was another matter entirely.

Yang Fei and Nuannuan had just slipped past the police blockade, Yang Fei couldn't be bothered to run anymore.

This guy swaggered down the street with Nuannuan's hand, strolling openly.

Whee!

A Malaxting SUV screeched to a halt less than three meters away from Yang Fei and Nuannuan.

A big man with a full beard, wearing sunglasses, stuck his head out, cursing rudely, spewing profanity.

Nuannuan couldn't understand a word, while Yang Fei caught two or three sentences.

He chuckled, leisurely walked towards the big man, and suddenly grabbed his beard, pinched his throat, pulling him out of the car window.

The big man was tall and sturdy, weighing at least one or two hundred pounds.

Yet Yang Fei lifted him as if holding a little monkey.

Yang Fei rotated his body like a windmill.

The big man screamed miserably, and Yang Fei spotted an open gutter cover, directly upside-down like a scallion, tossing the big man into the hole.

This move was clean and neat, Nuannuan watched as the big man's legs flailed upwards, couldn't help but giggle sweetly.

Yang Fei grabbed Nuannuan's hand and jumped on the Malaxting.

Nuannuan was startled: "Uncle, this is robbery, it's illegal."

Yang Fei laughed heartily, expertly igniting the car, starting it.

"I've already killed people, adding robbery to murder isn't a big deal."

Nuannuan rolled her eyes at him, since knowing this guy, legal and ceremonial norms seemed like nonsense, everything was about his own whims.

Vroom!

The Malaxting engine roared, under Yang Fei's driving, speeding off.

Nuannuan leaned forward, hurriedly fastened her seatbelt in fright.

Yang Fei drove the Malaxting, rampaging along, soon hearing police cars howling, trying to intercept his vehicle on the highway.

However, the car was astonishingly fast, reaching speeds over two hundred sixty miles, no police car could catch him.

After a brief chase, the police cars vanished; even the sirens were gone.

Just as they rushed past an intersection, Yang Fei suddenly saw police ahead, busily setting up a blockade.

Unfortunately, they were too slow, the anti-crash barriers weren't set properly.

Yang Fei snorted, stomped the accelerator, Malaxting emitted a terrifying roar, charging straight ahead.

Over a dozen police officers scattered in panic, Yang Fei's Malaxting crashed into the police car used as a barrier with a bang.

The police car flipped and overturned, Yang Fei's car tilted, uncontrollably crashing into the metal railing by the roadside.

Bang!

The metal railing crumpled and deformed, and Yang Fei's Malaxting under the intense impact, directly plunged off the highway.

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