Chapter 416 Resistance
The afterglow of the setting sun slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Qishan Hotel lobby, casting a dark golden hue on the marble floor. Gao Dongxu sat on a sofa in the corner, an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his gaze fixed solemnly in the direction of the elevator.

Next to him, Erpang and Fugui sat on his left and right, their burly figures like two silent walls. Leng Feng leaned against the reception desk, tapping his fingertips gently on the table in a steady rhythm, waiting for the hotel staff to open the room.

Wang Fusheng, a natural communicator who is good at dealing with people, just got the key information from the hotel front desk - the names of the twin sisters.

Liu enters the heart and Liu enters the emotions.

Gao Dongxu narrowed his eyes, a playful smile playing on his lips. These two names, one as calm as the deep sea, the other as passionate as a raging fire, actually matched the personality described by Leng Feng.

"Have they never gone out since they moved in?" Gao Dongxu asked in a low voice.

Leng Feng nodded: "No, I didn't even call hotel service."

Gao Dongxu smiled slightly: "Old Chaofeng's people are indeed cautious enough."

He asked Wang Fusheng to continue guarding the lobby, while he and the others moved into the room next to the target.

They couldn't act rashly. After all, the sisters were not ordinary people - they were strictly trained killers. Any slight disturbance might alert the enemy and even cause unnecessary trouble.

Time passed by minute by minute, until six o'clock in the evening, when the elevator made a "ding" sound.

Gao Dongxu, who was smoking in the lobby waiting for the two women, subconsciously looked up and his eyes lit up slightly.

Two tall figures walked out of the elevator.

The 170cm-tall twin sisters walked side by side, both wearing beautifully tailored beige trench coats, but their different temperaments created completely different scenes in the eyes of passersby.

One, with her long, black, silk-like hair tucked behind her ears, revealed the perfect curve of her swan neck. Her figure resembled a Song Dynasty Ru kiln vase, with subtle curves at every turn – rounded shoulders converging into a slender 38cm waist, then creating a breathtaking curve at the hips.

The pair of white and slender long legs walked in a standard cat step, and the calf muscles showed smooth lines like fine brushwork when walking. The 7cm stiletto boots made her walk with such elegance that it was as if she was walking on flat ground.

The other woman suddenly took two small steps, and as the hem of her windbreaker rose, she glimpsed a glimpse of her legs, which seemed to have a youthful elasticity. Her frame, similar in size, looked even more dynamic, and as her waist, outlined by her sports bra, swayed, she could see a hint of a waistline. The movement of her head tilting to adjust her ponytail allowed her legs, tucked away in her shorts, to stretch completely. Their whiteness was dazzling under the light, but the knees had a uniquely youthful rosy hue.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is their exquisite facial features that are like copy and paste, plump eye bags, the same small hump on the bridge of the nose, and even the curvature of the lip beads are exactly the same.

But a closer look reveals a difference—one, with her eyes lowered, casts a shadow on her porcelain-white skin, like light ink spreading across rice paper. The other, with a smile that reveals a spirit, but her eyes are devoid of emotion.

When they turned around, the waist-to-hip ratios created by their windbreaker belts would make even a sculptor sigh, and the faintly visible dimples on their waists exuded a forbidden beauty.

One walked with a steady pace, each step seemingly calculated and neither hurried nor slow. The other seemed much more brisk, her ponytail swaying slightly as she walked, and she even glanced sideways at the splash of water as she passed the lobby fountain.

Gao Dongxu had already identified the identities of the two people from the details they showed.

"Follow." He whispered.

Erpang and Fugui blended silently into the crowd, while Leng Feng kept his distance, ready to assist at any time. Wang Fusheng pretended to approach the front desk casually, ensuring that the hotel staff would not notice anything unusual.

The target walked into a restaurant. Gao Dongxu followed him in, found a seat where he could see the two women, and observed their every move.

"We can't do it outside." Leng Feng whispered, "They are too alert and will notice the slightest movement."

Gao Dongxu sneered: "Then wait for them to return to the hotel."

He rubbed his knuckles, his eyes hard.

——There is only one chance.

While eating, Gao Dongxu observed the two girls out of the corner of his eyes from time to time. After some observation, he found that the relationship between the two sisters was very close, especially the elder sister with long straight black hair, who always looked at and said something with a doting smile and laughed very happily at her younger sister.

Is sisterhood deep?
It’s good to have a deep sisterly bond, but the deeper the bond, the more flaws there are, and once there are flaws, it’s easier to break.

After dinner, Gao Dongxu and his friends left the restaurant first, waited for the two women to come out, and returned to the hotel together.

"and many more--"

When the two women walked into the hotel elevator and the elevator door was about to close, Wang Fusheng reached out to stop the elevator door, smiled and nodded to the two women, then took Leng Feng and the other three into the elevator.

Seeing Gao Dongxu and the other four, the two women frowned slightly, looked at each other, and turned slightly to the side.

The elevator door slowly closed, and the metallic humming sound echoed in the small space.

Liu Ruxin stood at the innermost edge, her back pressed against the cold mirror, her fingertips tapping the elevator handrail imperceptibly—three times, a pause, then two more times. Her sister, Liu Ruqing, received the signal, her smile still lingering, but her heels were already slightly raised, her center of gravity shifting forward, ready to explode at any moment.

Gao Dongxu stood diagonally in front of them, observing the sisters' every move through the reflection of the elevator door. Erpang and Fugui stood on either side, their muscles tense, their breathing deliberately light. The air was filled with a faint scent of perfume, but it couldn't mask the faint smell of gunpowder—murderous intent was spreading silently.

Just as the elevator was about to reach the 18th floor—"Don't move."

Leng Feng's voice was low and cold, like a blade grazing the side of a neck. At the same time, both sisters felt a hard touch on their lower backs—the muzzle of a gun. Even through the fabric of their windbreakers, they could still feel the cold metal.

Liu Ruxin's pupils suddenly constricted, but her expression remained unchanged, not even her breathing rate. Liu Ruqing narrowed her eyes slightly, her fingers curled slightly, her nails almost digging into her palms.

"Don't look back." Wang Fusheng's voice was tinged with laughter, yet sharper than a knife. "As long as you cooperate, nothing will happen."

The elevator continued to rise, the numbers ticking—16th floor… 17th floor…

Liu Ruqing suddenly chuckled, her voice as sweet as poison coated in honey: "Friends, have you recognized the wrong person..."

"Liu Ruxin, Liu Ruqing, that's right--" Wang Fusheng said with a smile, while pointing the muzzle of the gun forward.

The two sisters narrowed their beautiful eyes slightly, and Liu Ruqing smiled sweetly and said, "Friend, which road are you on? Is there any misunderstanding?"

"It's not a misunderstanding. Our boss wants to talk to you two about something."

"Since we are just chatting, why do we have to resort to knives and guns?" Liu Ruxin said calmly.

"I'm worried that you two can't feel my sincerity." Gao Dongxu, who was standing on the side, turned around, smiled and looked at the two women.

When the two women saw Gao Dongxu's face, their beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. This face seemed familiar to them. They frowned and thought. Liu Ruxin suddenly remembered and looked at Gao Dongxu and said, "Boss Gao of Zhenbao Pavilion?!"

"Haha, I didn't expect that you two also knew me. It seems that I am really famous." Gao Dongxu laughed and joked.

"I don't know why Boss Gao wants to see us two sisters?" Liu Ruxin frowned slightly. Although she didn't know the truth, she had a bad premonition.

Because, all along, the identities of the sisters have been kept very secret. Except when the old Chaofeng summoned them, outsiders had no idea of ​​their true identities.

"Don't worry, we're here. Let's go inside and talk slowly." Gao Dongxu said with a smile, looking at the floor light.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opened and Gao Dongxu walked out first. Fugui and Erpang guarded the two women on the left and right and slowly walked out of the elevator.

The cold sensation of the gun barrel against her lower back made Liu Ruxin's muscles tense slightly, but she kept her pace steady, her high heels making no sound on the carpet. Liu Ruqing walked diagonally behind her sister, her fingertips gently caressing the buttons of her windbreaker—that was their final signal.

"Di-"

Gao Dongxu swiped his card to open the door and walked into the luxury suite first.

"Go in." Leng Feng's voice was as cold as ice, and he pushed the muzzle of his gun forward.

Inside the suite, the halo of light from the crystal chandelier cast a shadow, illuminating the slender figures of the two sisters. The moment they crossed the threshold—

"Now!" Liu Ruqing suddenly shouted.

The two sisters turned sideways at the same time like mirror images, twisted their waists as flexibly as willow branches, and swung their left arms like whips!

Swish!
Two cold lights drew arcs in the air, and the blade flashed between the fingers, going straight for Leng Feng and Wang Fusheng's throats!
"Shit!" Wang Fusheng leaned back suddenly, the tip of the knife brushing past his chin, but fortunately he wasn't injured. Leng Feng reacted faster, his neck bent back as his right leg lifted up, and his right foot kicked out -

boom!
Liu Ruxin was kicked away by Leng Feng and fell heavily on the carpet, right at Gao Dongxu's feet.

"sister--"

Ru Qing, whose kung fu was superior to Ru Xin's, kicked Wang Fusheng away and slashed at Leng Feng's neck with his backhand.

Gao Dongxu watched the passionate resistance with a smile, and saw that between the ring fingers and little fingers of the two sisters' left hands, there was a blade as thin as a cicada's wing. The edge of the blade glowed with a faint blue light under the light, and it was obviously poisoned!

"What a vicious pair of sisters——" Gao Dongxu couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Ruxin covered his chest, looked up with a pale face and glared at Gao Dongxu. He struggled to stand up and stared at Gao Dongxu, as if he wanted to attack him.

At this time, Ru Qing did not give Leng Feng any chance to breathe. The blade flipped at his fingertips, and his body moved close to Leng Feng like a ghost, and his right hand turned into a claw to grab his wrist!

The two sisters were betting that Gao Dongxu and the others would not dare to shoot, because once they did, no matter what they wanted to do, they would not be able to do it.

"Hmph!" Leng Feng snorted coldly, raised his leg high and kicked Ruqing's wrist with his toes.

Ruqing groaned, grabbed her wrist with a look of pain on her face, and quickly retreated, back to back with her sister Ruxin. Her beautiful eyes were as sharp as knives as she looked at Fugui, Erpang, Fusheng and Lengfeng who were surrounding them.

(End of this chapter)

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