Leaving the bar, Ling Chen walked to the roadside, preparing to get into his car. However, hearing footsteps, he shook his head helplessly; this woman really didn’t know when to stop. He turned around and said, "Xia..."

No sooner had he spoken than his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his body involuntarily swerved to the side. In the instant he made his evasive move, a sharp crossbow arrow whizzed past, nearly grazing his ear.

Damn! He thought Xia Mutong had followed him, but it turned out to be an assassin—a rookie assassin at that—who couldn’t even seize such a perfect opportunity.

Having missed the first shot, the assassin panicked, fumbling to reload the crossbow, preparing to aim once more. Ling Chen curled his lips into a smirk and casually strolled over, reassuringly saying, "Don’t rush. Take it slow. Hey, you’re aiming the arrowhead off-target. There, that’s better."

By the time the assassin had reloaded the crossbow and raised the weapon, Ling Chen was already up close. In a flurry, the assassin, without a second thought, pulled the trigger. This time, Ling Chen didn’t even dodge, yet the arrow still missed him.

Seeing Ling Chen unharmed and standing right in front of him, the assassin’s face turned pale and his body trembled uncontrollably, his throat rolling as he swallowed his saliva.

Ling Chen sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and advised earnestly, "Brother, with your skills, being an assassin is just a waste of talent. You might as well consider another profession; I think you could earn more setting up a stall on the street than being an assassin."

Bang!

As he finished speaking, a sudden gunshot abruptly rang out.

Startled, Ling Chen quickly pushed the assassin in front of him away, then ducked, scanning the area to locate the source of the gunshot. Soon, his gaze was drawn to Xia Mutong outside the bar, holding a gun with both hands, her face filled with tension, staring at something beyond him.

He immediately turned his head and saw a black shadow swiftly moving upward along the wall. "Crawling on walls?" he exclaimed. The wall was very smooth and over ten meters tall; yet the black shadow, using hands and feet, moved along the wall, a truly baffling sight.

While pondering, two more black shadows quickly emerged from a nearby alley, approaching rapidly toward him. Before he could react, a spherical object flew from one shadow’s hand, landed near his feet, and exploded on impact, much like a street-side popper.

However, upon exploding, the sphere released a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped the area, obscuring his vision.

In an instant, Ling Chen guessed the foe’s identity.

Ghost Shadow Ninja!

The fourth-ranked assassin on the assassin list.

The Ghost Shadow Ninja was not a single person, but rather three who were known as senior brothers in the ninjitsu realm. They later fell out of favor with their sect for violating rules and ended up in the assassin trade.

The trio was highly skilled in ninjitsu, notorious for their cruelty; they would eliminate anyone, women or children, as long as the price was right.

It seemed the seven million US dollar bounty held significant allure for the three of them.

As he reflected, two shadows rushed toward him and entered the smoke. Approaching him, Ling Chen’s eyes narrowed—cloaked and masked, they indeed were the ones.

Without a second thought, two katanas were drawn from behind them, the blades flashing coldly and ominously. As the two katanas sliced toward him, Ling Chen quickly dipped his hand to his waist, Wolf Kiss flashing into action—with a clanging spark, the short Wolf Kiss bravely blocked the katana’s blade, halting their assault.

Landing a successful strike, Ling Chen didn’t pause; his body swiftly twisted, avoiding the edge of the other katana.

When their attack was blocked, the masked shadows hurriedly retreated, throwing several spheres as the smoke thickened once again around them.

"Ling Chen!"

At that moment, the anxious voice of Xia Mutong came from outside.

Hearing her voice getting closer, Ling Chen hurriedly shouted: "Don’t come over!" As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his arms and legs. Unbeknownst to him, two wounds had appeared on his body.

Darn it!

He frowned slightly, almost forgetting. These three guys were not only skilled in Ninjutsu and had high combat power, but their hidden weapons technique was also top-notch. His own voice had just exposed his location.

Thinking of this, he immediately kept moving to prevent the opponent from tracking his position. Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out, and a masked black shadow fiercely burst into the smoke, hands raised high, swinging a katana towards his head.

In the smoke, his vision was obstructed, visibility less than a meter, unable to discern direction, Ling Chen could only judge based on the subtle sounds of the opponent.

As the blade approached, Ling Chen still stood still, his ears perked up, carefully listening to the sounds around him. Suddenly, he flicked his wrist, and the Wolf Kiss flew out of his hand.

By now, the masked shadow had closed in, less than a meter away, the sharp katana could claim Ling Chen’s life at any moment. However, the attacker did not expect that at this critical moment, Ling Chen would pinpoint the position by sound and blind fire.

The one-meter distance was too short to allow ample time for a response; the attacker could only watch in horror as the Wolf Kiss flew towards him, piercing into his body.

Intense pain followed, and the masked ninja endured the pain, turned, and prepared to retreat. But then, a gust of wind rose, he shifted his gaze just as a figure flitted before his eyes, Ling Chen approached swiftly like a specter, in the blink of an eye, was up close, and smashed his fist heavily against the ninja’s chest.

At the same time, Ling Chen reached out with his other hand, grasped the hilt of the Wolf Kiss, and pulled the blade out from the opponent’s body, blood flowing freely.

At this moment, the other two ninjas rushed into the smoke from the left and right, wanting to coordinate an ambush with their comrade. However, the scene before them caused their pupils to contract, carrying a hint of fury.

"Damn it!"

The masked ninja roared furiously, advancing instead of retreating, striking with anger.

"Damn your sister!"

Ling Chen shouted back defiantly, his body suddenly surging forward, his hand clutching the Wolf Kiss tightly, flinging it out, stopping another charging masked ninja in his tracks. Although it only held the opponent for a second or two, it was enough for him.

Seeing Ling Chen’s unabated speed, the ninja in front changed his chopping attack to a sweeping strike at Ling Chen’s neck.

However, in that instant, Ling Chen’s body suddenly leaned back, forming an arch, evading the fatal strike. As the blade swept past, Ling Chen did not wait for the opponent to retract, he stepped forward rapidly, pressing the attacker with his pre-prepared punching power, and knocked him flying out.

Seeing two comrades fail in succession, the remaining masked ninja’s eyes widened in shock and anger, hastily retreating out of the smoke.

"Ah!"

Ling Chen had yet to pursue when a piercing scream rang out.

Not good!

Ling Chen’s expression changed instantly; that was Xia Mutong’s voice.