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Darkness engulfed the entire private room, and even the neon lights outside the window went out.

The screams of diners downstairs mingled with the loud crashes of overturned tables and chairs, like a pot of boiling water.

"Ghost...ghost!" Chen Dafa's voice trembled uncontrollably. He collapsed to the ground, his obese body shaking like a leaf.

Li Haotian didn't move; he just listened intently.

Lin Mo also stopped eating. She looked up, her dark pupils seemingly unaffected by the darkness.

She looked towards the doorway, sniffed lightly, and whispered, "There's a rusty smell."

"Bang!"

The broken door to the private room was violently kicked open by several feet wearing tactical boots, sending pieces of wood flying everywhere.

Seven or eight figures dressed in black, tight-fitting combat suits filed in, their movements perfectly synchronized, like a group of lifeless shadows.

Everyone was wearing night vision goggles, the eerie green lenses scanning the darkness with an inhuman coldness.

"Target locked. Eliminate all living individuals." The leader's voice came through the radio, carrying a metallic, distorted quality.

Chen Dafa was so scared he almost peed himself. He tried to crawl under the table to hide, using both his hands and feet.

"Sit still and don't move." Li Haotian's voice was very calm, as if he were talking about something insignificant.

Chen Dafa froze instantly, not daring to move an inch.

Li Haotian stood up.

He didn't reach for the weapon; instead, he casually grabbed the still-hot copper plate on the table and weighed it in his hand.

It feels nice to the touch, kind of like a pot lid.

"Whoosh—"

A dark figure pounced from the side, its high-frequency battle blade slicing through the air with a sharp buzzing sound.

Without turning his head, Li Haotian swung the bronze plate in his hand.

"when!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing.

The dark figure, along with his knife, was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the wall. His chest caved in, and his night vision goggles shattered into pieces.

The bronze plate traced an arc in the air before steadily flying back into Li Haotian's hand.

"Suppressive firepower!"

The leader of the assassins gave the order.

The next second, a barrage of gunfire erupted in the cramped private room, the muzzle flashes flickering in the darkness, illuminating the assassins' cold faces in an indistinct way.

Bullets rained down on Li Haotian.

Li Haotian grabbed Chen Dafa by the collar and threw him under the round table like a chick.

He strolled leisurely through the hail of bullets, the bullets, powerful enough to tear through steel plates, seemed to have eyes, whizzing past his clothes without hitting him.

"monster!"

An assassin cried out in terror as he watched his magazine empty while his opponent remained unharmed.

Li Haotian walked up to him.

The assassin instinctively raised his gun butt and smashed it down.

Li Haotian extended two fingers and casually caught the gun butt that was smashing towards him.

"Click."

The hard composite stock was crushed between his fingers.

Before the assassin could react, Li Haotian had already slapped him across the face.

The head wearing night vision goggles turned 180 degrees around the neck, as if it had been hit by a speeding truck, and now faced backward.

The whole process was quiet and efficient.

The remaining assassins all ceased fire, staring at their comrade's twisted corpse, their undisguised terror shining through their emerald-green glasses.

This was not a battle at all, but a one-sided massacre.

Li Haotian walked step by step toward the leader of the assassins.

"Activate self-destruct program!" the lead assassin roared, reaching for a button on his waist.

Li Haotian's figure disappeared before his eyes.

The lead assassin felt a chill on his wrist. Looking down, he saw that his tactical gloved hand had been severed at the wrist and was lying on the ground.

The fracture surface is as smooth as a mirror.

"ah--!"

The excruciating pain finally spread throughout his body. He clutched his wrist and let out a piercing scream.

Li Haotian raised his foot and kicked him to the ground, then stepped on his face and ground his foot hard.

"Smack."

The backup power supply started up, and the lights in the private room came back on.

Chen Dafa peeked out from under the table and almost choked on his breath when he saw the scene before him.

The floor was littered with corpses lying in disarray and twisted weapon parts. The walls were riddled with bullet holes and cracks, and the entire private room looked as if it had been plowed by a tornado.

Li Haotian, standing with his foot on the face of the lead assassin, looked down at him from above, his clothes without a single wrinkle.

Lin Mo had already sat back down in her chair at some point, continuing to pick at the food on the table, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with her.

"Speak, who sent you?" Li Haotian pressed down slightly with his feet, and the assassin's face groaned in pain.

"Heh...heh..." The lead assassin coughed up blood and let out a cruel laugh. "Kill me! You'll never find Mr. Han's hideout!"

Li Haotian looked at him, his eyes not filled with anger, but rather with a strange expression.

He loosened his grip, pulled a wad of stuff from his pocket, and threw it at the assassin's face.

Red banknotes fell like snowflakes, covering the assassin's face.

The assassin's sinister grin froze.

He stared at the hundred-yuan bills stained with his blood, momentarily stunned.

What kind of operation is this? Are you trying to bury me in money?

"Give me the address." Li Haotian squatted down, his voice calm. "These are all yours."

The assassin was stunned.

He looked at the red bills scattered all over the ground and roughly counted them; there were at least tens of thousands of yuan.

His eyes began to waver.

As a pioneer's medicine-making assassin, he underwent the most rigorous training and was unafraid of death or torture.

But he had never received this kind of training.

"Mr. Han... will hunt me down to the ends of the earth..." His voice was somewhat hoarse.

"Oh." Li Haotian nodded, then took something out of another pocket and waved it in front of the assassin.

It was a piece of ore the size of a fingernail, emitting a faint purple glow, with what appeared to be flowing light rotating inside.

It was the energy ore he casually took from the Han family's underground laboratory.

The assassin's breathing quickened instantly.

He recognized it; it was a high-purity mirror energy crystal, hundreds of times more precious than gold. A small piece was enough to allow an ordinary person to live like a king in any country.

"The address, plus the locations of your organization's three branches." Li Haotian tossed the ore between his fingers. "This stone is yours. It'll be enough for you to be a tycoon abroad for the rest of your life. You can change your face and identity at will, and Han Dehai won't be able to find you."

The assassin's psychological defenses completely collapsed at that moment.

Loyalty? Faith?

Compared to having more money and power than one can spend in the rest of one's life, that's nothing.

He spilled everything he knew, like beans pouring from a bamboo tube.

"Mr. Han's main base is on the third basement level of the 'Li Wang' Fitness Center in the west of the city. It's an illegal underground boxing ring, and the entrance is in the sauna at the very back of the men's locker room..."

"We also have three bases in Donghai City: one in an abandoned cannery in the northern suburbs, one in warehouse number 17 in the dock area, and one..."

Li Haotian listened quietly, nodding occasionally.

After the assassin finished speaking, he stood up with satisfaction.

"very good."

He raised his foot and lightly stepped on the assassin's nape.

The assassin's eyes rolled back, and he passed out completely.

Li Haotian put the purple ore back in his pocket, not even glancing at the money on the ground.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the private room.

Chen Dong led a team of Dragon Shield special forces soldiers into the room. When they saw the horrific scene, everyone gasped in horror.

"Li... Brother Dazhu, are you alright?" Chen Dong looked at Li Haotian, who was unharmed, and then at the mess on the ground, and stammered a little.

Li Haotian pointed to the unconscious leader of the assassins on the ground.

"Take this person away; he can't keep a secret."

He paused, a meaningful expression appearing on his face.

"The Bounty Hunters Guild would probably like him a lot."

Chen Dong looked puzzled.

Li Haotian patted him on the shoulder, sighed, and said in a very sincere tone, "He gave me too much, I couldn't resist."