You were put undercover, and you've risen to become the boss.

He swung the knife horizontally straight at Chen Hui's neck.

Chen Hui bent back to dodge the knife, then performed a backflip and kicked out.

"Bang!"

The kick landed squarely on the assassin's chest, but it didn't cause any real damage. It only made him take a step back, slowing his movements. Chen Hui also managed to regain his footing and grabbed a kitchen knife.

Without thinking, he threw the cleaver at a tricky angle.

The assassin executed a graceful mid-air spin, dodging the cleaver.

As Chen Hui threw the kitchen knife, he grabbed the dagger and charged forward, pushing his speed to the limit.

The assassin's feet had barely touched the ground when the dagger in his hand was already piercing his chest.

In a battle between masters, victory often comes in a split second by seizing the opponent's weakness.

The assassin's attacks were fierce, and he had already exhausted a lot of his physical strength. His mental focus was highly concentrated, but he was now somewhat relaxed, which gave the assassin an opportunity.

"Bang!"

As the dagger pierced his chest, the assassin kicked Chen Hui in the abdomen, sending him staggering back several steps until he crashed into the kitchen cabinet, landing on the ground, half-kneeling, still gripping his Tang sword.

Fresh blood kept flowing from his chest.

"You dare to oppose the Liu family? They will never let you get away with this!"

The Liu family? It seems this is the family of Ding Tai's first wife.

Chen Hui didn't waste words with him. Taking advantage of his illness, he rushed forward and killed him with a single stroke, snatching the Tang sword from his hand. He then rushed into the hall and helped Peng Ying deal with the remaining three people.

At this time, Peng Ying had wounds on her legs and body.

After dealing with the three, before the two could even catch their breath, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Get out of the way!"

The two quickly lunged to either side, performing a forward roll.

"Boom boom...!"

About ten more people appeared outside the villa, and this time they opened fire.

"Brother Hui, just how many people are here, damn it?"

Peng Ying leaned against the wall behind the door, a helpless smile on her face.

As he spoke, he also drew a gun from his body.

Chen Hui also drew his gun. Since the other side had already used firearms, it proved that Wu Zhensheng's men were arriving soon.

"Old Peng, if we want to establish ourselves in Aimo, we must protect Ding Min!"

Peng Ying forced a smile and nodded vigorously.

"Brother Hui, I understand!"

Ding Min is here, and they are with her. If they run away and Ding Min dies, Ding Tai will be furious. Not to mention Ai Mo, they will have no place to stand in the entire Northern Shan Kingdom.

Even if he returns to China, if Ding Tai finds out any information about him, he will probably send his assassins to take his life.

Hearing the commotion outside, Chen Hui and Peng Ying suddenly leaned out and pulled the trigger at the approaching assassin.

"Boom boom...!"

Two shots were fired in quick succession, and the two men immediately pulled their heads back.

The two assassins were shot and fell to the ground.

Boom boom...

The assassins outside began to retaliate, firing continuously to suppress them. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the other assassins quickly rushed inside.

"Go upstairs!"

Chen Hui called out and immediately rushed towards the stairs, with Peng Ying following closely behind. The two of them couldn't hold this place alone; they would have to rely on the corner of the stairs to defend it once they got upstairs.

After the two left the building, they met up with Chen San and Chen Er. At this time, several assassins' corpses were left upstairs.

Chen San and Chen Er also had wounds, but the two children seemed not to feel any pain and even grinned at Chen Hui and Peng Ying.

"Brother Chen Hui, are you alright?"

Ding Min, her beautiful eyes streaked with tears, came up and asked with concern.

"It's alright, Minmin, go inside!"

"Boom boom..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the assassin downstairs fired his gun as he rushed upstairs. The bullets hit the walls, splattering cement and tile debris everywhere.

Chen Hui's eye was scratched by a piece of tile debris.

The two assassins rushed to the corner of the stairs. Chen Hui and Peng Ying immediately raised their guns and pulled the triggers. The two assassins were shot in the shoulders, chests and heads and fell down immediately.

Then another assassin rushed up, showing no fear of death whatsoever.

After a series of attacks, Chen Hui and Peng Ying were out of bullets. Clearly, the assassins below intended to rely on their numbers to wear down their ammunition.

"Brother Hui is out of bullets!"

Another assassin showed up, and Chen Hui fired two shots, hitting him in the abdomen and chest.

The assassin downstairs stopped rushing up and seemed to fall silent.

"Brother Hui, why have they stopped charging? Is there no one left?"

Peng Ying asked in confusion.

They've already taken care of quite a few assassins, and there shouldn't be many left.

Chen Hui nodded.

"Maybe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the stairs turned and two black, ball-like objects were thrown up.

Chen Hui and the others stared wide-eyed.

"Grenade!"

The four of them turned and ran.

"Boom!"

The assassins didn't carry heavy weapons, but they did carry portable grenades.

Two loud bangs shook the entire villa, leaving it riddled with dents and craters, completely ruined.

Chen Hui and the other three all hid separately in rooms on the second floor.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the assassins below quickly rushed up.

Chen Hui hid in Ding Min's room, leaned against the door and watched the stairwell. As soon as he saw the assassin come up, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

"Boom boom boom!"

Three shots rang out. Two shots hit the first assassin at the front, and the last shot hit the shoulder of the assassin behind, but did not kill him.

The assassin behind immediately raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

"Boom boom..."

Chen Hui immediately ducked his head behind the wall by the door of the room; his gun was out of bullets.

Ding Min leaned against him, trembling with fear.

Chen Hui then pulled a dagger from his foot.

Now we can only wait for these assassins to come in and launch a surprise attack.

Chen Hui looked depressed.

Damn it, he really didn't expect that he wouldn't die on the way to becoming an undercover agent, but would instead fall here.

He cursed Wu Zhensheng's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart. He knew that his men couldn't move quickly after learning that something had happened here. Now he was completely out of ammunition and supplies.

Peng Ying, Chen Er, and Chen San were hiding in a room on the other side of the stairs. They were also out of bullets, and all three were injured. They probably wouldn't last more than a few minutes.

These assassins don't know his gun is out of bullets yet, otherwise they would have already stormed in.

"Brother Chen Hui, are we going to die?"

Ding Min, who was standing to the side, suddenly asked.

Chen Hui glanced at her sideways and forced a smile.

"No, don't worry, I'm here!"

"Bang!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a grenade was thrown from outside onto the doorway.

Chen Hui's pupils dilated rapidly in horror. He grabbed Ding Min and leaped towards the bed in the room.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, Chen Hui felt something hit his back, and his vision went black as he passed out.