Ye Tianfan's willow-leaf knife flashed with a cold light repeatedly, and Ren Ningyue couldn't help but furrow her willow-like eyebrows: "What? Are you going to dissect him here?"

The willow-leaf knife drew sparks, slicing open the man's skin, revealing beneath it a thin layer of metal! At this moment, this metal layer was already covered in scars; without a doubt, the thing that defended against the willow-leaf knife of the Ye Family and Ren Ningyue's demon blade was this thin layer of metal.

Seeing this, Ren Ningyue's eyes were filled with shock. She hurriedly squatted down and raised her hand to touch the corpse.

Ye Tianfan raised an eyebrow: "Don't tell me you have a necrophilia fetish."

Ren Ningyue instantly turned her head and gave Ye Tianfan a big eye-roll. She wasn't in the mood to joke with Ye Tianfan right now but merely raised her hand to touch the metal layer beneath the corpse's skin: "Nano liquid metal! It's a subdermal bulletproof vest. I didn't expect it to really be developed!"

Ren Ningyue's tone was very official, sounding awkward to Ye Tianfan, who couldn't help but frown and speak: "Just tell me where this person came from? Is he related to the Dragon Cup?"

Facing Ye Tianfan's question, Ren Ningyue just shook her head, slowly stood up, and said not a single word.

"Are all your Celestial Punishment Team members like this?"

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ren Ningyue lightly coughed and raised her beautiful eyes to look at Ye Tianfan: "Like what?"

Ye Tianfan furrowed his brows and spoke: "So mysterious, like everything is classified, and nothing can be said."

Ye Tianfan's words made a bitter smile appear on Ren Ningyue's face. Ye Tianfan was right; that's how the Celestial Punishment Team was. The tasks and events they deal with are mostly top-secret, and cannot be disclosed to outsiders. Although Ye Tianfan is considered half a member of the Celestial Punishment Team, he hasn't officially reported in, so he's still kind of an outsider.

"I say, Miss Ren, he was clearly targeting me, yet you still hide the truth from me. Is that necessary?"

Ye Tianfan shrugged helplessly. Even though Ren Ningyue wasn't willing to say a word, the situation was right there; someone suddenly appearing to assassinate him surely had other objectives and motives. Ye Tianfan believed that if it happened once, it would happen again.

"Do you really want to ask?" Ren Ningyue furrowed her delicate eyebrows.

"Of course, or else if I'm killed one day, I wouldn't even know who did it."

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ren Ningyue coughed again, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth as she spoke: "Is there really anyone who could kill Young Master Ye?"

Ye Tianfan furrowed his eyebrows, pointing to the wound on his shoulder, a bullet's penetrating injury causing his entire arm to lose strength. A large chunk of flesh was torn away by the bullet, and now the blood had dyed half of his body red.

In terms of Ancient Martial Arts, Ye Tianfan was absolutely fearless, but facing a barrage of bullets, who could withstand it?

Luckily this time, the man used a light firearm. If he had used a heavy firearm, Ye Tianfan might have been riddled with holes.

The most frustrating thing was that this subdermal bulletproof vest could even block the willow-leaf knife of the Ye Family. If Ye Tianfan hadn't approached closely to shake the man's internal organs with mystical force, who knows how the night would have ended?

"Sister Ren, don't mess around, okay? I'm human, not a god. I'll die if I get hit by a bullet just like anyone else." Ye Tianfan wore a face full of helplessness.

Ren Ningyue's smile grew wider: "Then go report to the Celestial Punishment Team with me. Once you officially join, you'll naturally know everything."

"Damn, Sister Ren, you're trying to trap me!"

Ye Tianfan wouldn't fall for it; Ren Ningyue was thinking of ways to get him into the Celestial Punishment Team faster. But once he joined, he'd have to be like Ren Ningyue, unable to speak about this or that, turning himself into Tom Cruise from Mission Impossible.

"Sooner or later, you'll have to report to the Celestial Punishment Team; the captain's patience is limited. When he personally comes to invite you..." Ren Ningyue flashed an unusual mischievous smile: "You might suffer when that time comes."

The captain of the Celestial Punishment Team?

Mentioning this person made Ye Tianfan very curious. The members of the Celestial Punishment Team were all extraordinarily capable, and the captain of such a powerful team surely had two tricks up his sleeve. Frankly, Ye Tianfan was very curious about this captain.

But curiosity aside, Ye Tianfan still had many unresolved matters and absolutely couldn't report to the Celestial Punishment Team right now.

"Suffer, then suffer. I can't report to the Celestial Punishment Team yet; I need to..."

Ye Tianfan hadn't finished speaking when Ren Ningyue smiled faintly and spoke: "You want to go to the dock and secretly board the 026 cargo ship to go abroad, right?"

Ren Ningyue's words made Ye Tianfan suddenly freeze and speak: "What the hell? Sister Ren, how did you know?"

Ren Ningyue chuckled and then said: "First, don't call me Sister Ren; I'm not that old. Second, don't ask me how I know; the Celestial Punishment Team has its intelligence system."

Ye Tianfan pouted. He really didn't have any way to deal with Ren Ningyue. Extracting some information from her was harder than climbing to heaven.

"Since you already know, let's just agree that mountains don't change and rivers will flow long. We'll part ways here." Ye Tianfan cupped his hands and lifted his steps toward the direction of the dock.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..." Ren Ningyue's coughing sounded behind Ye Tianfan.

Ye Tianfan couldn't help but furrow his brows. Ren Ningyue wasn't hurriedly following behind him, what did it mean? Was she bored out of her mind?

Ye Tianfan furrowed his sword-like eyebrows, executing the Ye Family's Ultimate Technique [Wind Travel Miles], his figure moving like the wind, leaving behind fading shadows as he dashed several hundred meters.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Ren Ningyue's cough echoed again behind Ye Tianfan, not too far nor too close, maintaining a distance of about ten meters.

Ye Tianfan couldn't hold back anymore. In terms of speed, Ren Ningyue was not inferior to him at all. It seemed difficult to shake off this woman.

"I say, Miss Ren, you aren't interested in me, are you? I'm a married man, you know."

Ye Tianfan suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning to look at Ren Ningyue.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough..." A hurried series of coughs erupted; this time, Ren Ningyue was choked by her own saliva, unexpected that Ye Tianfan would suddenly say something like this.

"Young Master Ye, narcissism is a disease and needs treatment." Ren Ningyue cast a resentful glance at Ye Tianfan, speaking in a deep voice: "I have a mission too, and I need to go to the 026 cargo ship."

"You need to go too?"

A glint flashed in Ye Tianfan's eyes as he looked at Ren Ningyue.

This 026 cargo ship was a setup he and Qin Ruomeng devised together to lure out the forces behind the Dragon Cup, never expecting the Celestial Punishment Team to intervene as well.

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