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"The road has narrowed."

The sound was very soft, like a feather falling on a still lake, yet it stirred up towering waves.

"ghost?"

The tank following behind gave a low shout.

His teammate, the man codenamed "Ghost," stood frozen in place, leaning forward, completely still.

That's so weird.

He saw nothing and heard nothing.

"Smack."

A soft sound.

The living room lights weren't a harsh white, but rather an ambiguous warm yellow hue that lit up instantly.

On the sofa, the "fat sheep" in their eyes was leaning back lazily, playing with a can of iced cola in his hand, with water droplets still hanging on the can.

On the coffee table in front of him was a pile of cleanly eaten crayfish shells.

His relaxed demeanor made it seem as if he were the owner of the villa, and they were merely two uninvited clowns.

The ghost's body was finally able to move.

But the numbing sensation that shot from his ankles to the top of his head almost made his heart stop beating.

Was discovered.

trap.

He was now in the target's sight.

All assassination plans were rendered useless at this moment.

"Gulp."

Li Haotian tilted his head back, took a sip of cola, and let out a satisfied sigh.

He looked at the ghost frozen in place and shook the can of cola in his hand.

"Want some iced?"

This question struck like a hammer blow, shattering Ghost's last shred of composure as a top assassin.

humiliation!

This is a blatant insult!

"court death!"

The tank following behind roared and charged straight at Li Haotian like an out-of-control heavy truck.

The floor was shaking.

The ghost also reacted. The moment it regained control of its body, it flicked its wrist, and the poisoned dagger flew out of its hand, turning into a black light that shot towards Li Haotian's throat.

At the same time, he retreated abruptly, attempting to re-enter the shadows.

One charged forward, one threw a knife, and one retreated.

Perfect combat instincts.

pity.

Li Haotian simply stood up from the sofa.

His movements were slow, even a bit leisurely, as if he had just woken up and was stretching.

He took a step forward.

The throwing knife, which seemed destined to strike, grazed past his ear and pierced the wall behind him with a "clang."

And his figure had already appeared before the ghost.

too close.

The ghost's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

He could even see the playful expression on Li Haotian's face.

"Your speed is not up to par."

Li Haotian spoke, extending his hand at the same time.

It wasn't a fist, nor a palm; it just grabbed at me casually.

The ghost instinctively raised its hand to block.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound of bone cracking.

Li Haotian's hand precisely gripped the ghost's wrist holding the knife, and with force from his five fingers, he forced it into a bizarre ninety-degree bend.

The excruciating pain instantly contorted the ghost's face.

"what!"

The scream only came out halfway.

A knee rapidly magnified in his field of vision.

"Bang!"

That was Li Haotian's knee strike.

The dull thud sounded like a hammer striking a stone slab covered with cured meat.

The ghost's sternum, along with its internal organs, was instantly pulverized.

He was like a tattered sack, his feet lifted off the ground by the immense force, and he flew backward.

It flew out in the same direction the tank had come from.

"Get out of here!"

Tank roared, his eyes bloodshot as he saw the horrific state of his teammates.

A layer of rock-like gray keratin quickly appeared on the surface of his skin.

Grade B talent: [Hardened Skin]!

He didn't dodge, but instead stretched out his arms and caught the ghost's limp body.

The immense impact momentarily halted his charge.

That was the meal.

Li Haotian is no longer where he was.

Where are they?

Tank held the ghost's corpse, looked around, and in the empty living room, only his heavy breathing could be heard.

"Dude, you looking for me?"

The sound came from his side and behind.

The tank suddenly turned around, and the strong wind it generated stirred up the curtains.

Li Haotian was standing next to the expensive marble coffee table, holding the ghost's dagger that he had just pulled from the wall.

He didn't look at the tank; instead, he lowered his head and used the tip of his dagger to lightly trace the name on the smooth, mirror-like surface of the coffee table.

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

The harsh, grinding sound made my teeth ache.

The tank saw clearly what he was doing.

He is carving words.

On imported marble worth hundreds of thousands of dollars, a single character was carved stroke by stroke.

The tank didn't recognize the word.

But he could sense the boundless contempt in those words.

"you!"

The tank abandoned its teammates' corpses, let out a beastly roar, and charged forward once more.

With his [Hardened Skin] talent fully activated, his body surface shimmered with a metallic sheen, making him look like a moving stone statue.

He refused to believe that the other party could simply disappear into thin air!

After Li Haotian finished carving the last stroke, he blew away the stone dust from the tabletop.

A crookedly written character for "vegetable" appeared on the coffee table.

He looked up at the tank rushing towards him and shook his head.

"Dude, did you get this defense from a free 'cut-and-switch' deal on Pinduoduo?"

Before he could finish speaking...

He moved.

It's not retreating, it's not dodging.

Instead, it rammed into the tank head-on.

Just before the tank's fist, the size of a clay pot, was about to smash into his face, his body tilted slightly to the side at an incredible angle.

The force of the punch grazed his hair and struck empty air.

The two passed each other.

Tank missed his punch, but the immense force caused him to lose his balance and stagger forward two steps.

He immediately regained his balance and turned around again.

Li Haotian was already standing on the stairs leading to the second floor, slowly walking upwards.

It was as if the thrilling confrontation just now was nothing more than a casual stroll.

"asshole!"

Tank felt as if his intelligence and dignity were being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.

He roared and chased after him once more.

Li Haotian walked to the railing on the second floor, stopped, and turned around.

He looked down at the tanks rushing to the stairwell, a bright smile spreading across his face.

He snapped his fingers.

"Let's play some music to liven things up."

The villa's smart sound system activated instantly.

A festive and catchy melody resounded throughout the entire villa.

"Good luck to you, may good luck bring you joy and love..."

The tank's steps froze at the top of the stairs.

He looked at the man on the second floor, bathed in warm light, listening to "Good Luck," with a devilish smile on his face, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to his head.

What the hell is this horror movie scene like?

"How's the atmosphere?" Li Haotian leaned against the railing, spreading his hands.

"Look, on such a joyous occasion, it would be a disservice to this song if we didn't leave some red for you."

His gaze passed over the top of the tank and looked out the window at the deep night.

More precisely, it was looking at the top of that unfinished building, 800 meters away.

He even raised his hand and made a shooting gesture in that direction.

"And you."

"Hey friend hiding in the shadows, why don't you come down and join the fun?"

The tank downstairs turned around following his gaze, but only saw complete darkness.

But he understood instantly.

Sniper!

Their location was under the control of the other side from the very beginning!

This is not an assassination.

This was... a pre-arranged, one-sided game of manipulation and slaughter.

"Ahhhhh!"

Tank went completely mad. He gave up chasing up the stairs and instead turned and charged toward a load-bearing wall next to him.

His arms were bulging with muscles and veins, and he punched the hard wall!

"boom!"

Bricks and stones flew everywhere!

The entire villa shook.

He actually smashed a big hole in that wall.

He pulled two broken steel bars, each with chunks of cement attached, from the hole, one in each hand, like two thick spiked clubs.

"I kill you!"

Tank, his eyes bloodshot, brandished steel bars like a rhinoceros driven to madness, smashing all the expensive furniture in the living room to pieces.

Li Haotian stood on the second floor watching, his smile unwavering.

He even nodded slightly to the beat of the music.

"Yes, yes, that's it."

"Make it even more chaotic."

"Anyway, I don't have to clean it."