Lubis was once a rcenary. After his team was wiped out during a mission and his partner was tragically killed, he left the rcenary world. But killing was all he had ever known, and considering the life of a rcenary was nothing but bloodshed, warfare, and hedonistic living, he began his career as an assassin.
Moreover, being an assassin brought in money faster than being a rcenary. It was more dangerous, but for soone who naturally loved adventure and thrills, becoming an assassin was the perfect career choice.
With his exceptional physical talents and powerful combat skills, Lubis gradually climbed the ranks of the assassin leaderboard in the Black Restricted Zone until he reached the 29th position.
Being the 29th ranked assassin in the world was enough to make one arrogantly confident. Lubis believed that even if he encountered an expert, he could definitely escape with his life.
But right now, at this very mont, he was incredibly shaken.
Lubis had never imagined the situation before him – for the first ti, soone was able to use rely two fingers to neutralize the strongest parts of his body, rendering his arms utterly incapable of fighting back.
"Speak, who sent you?" Lin Hai flicked the ash off his cigarette, yawned, and asked.
Lubis remained silent without answering Lin Hai, but his body quickly closed the distance. As his legs drew near, they suddenly powered up and ferociously kicked out like cannonballs.
Such rapid and forceful attacks, legs that could typically tear through steel, Lubis believed that even if the other party had just neutralized his arms with two fingers, they would absolutely not be able to dodge as easily at such a close range this ti.
An expert's dignity cannot be trampled by others, even if the opponent is stronger. That was a pride only one of the world's top assassins could have.
Lin Hai stood calmly on the spot, motionless. Just when those legs, like cannonballs, were about to reach his head, his right hand slightly raised to et Lubis's legs.
His other hand still held a cheap cigarette, not forgetting to take a deep puff, squinting his eyes, utterly relishing it as if the otherwise deadly attack was negligible to him, not even as satisfying as a cigarette.
The fierce kick whistled past and fiercely collided with Lin Hai's right arm with a "bang."
From the cuff to the upper arm, Lin Hai's right sleeve burst inch by inch, turning into fragnts, revealing his well-toned, solid arm muscles, yet completely unhard.
"What? Unmoved! Hisss—"
Upon seeing this, Lubis couldn't help but gasp in shock.
With his head slightly tilted back, Lin Hai exhaled a ring of smoke, resembling a critic reviewing a piece of work: "Not bad, the strength is there, but the speed is a bit lacking."
The black assassin Lubis was stunned as he looked at Lin Hai, his mind struggling to co to terms with the reality before him.
Too strong. The opponent hadn't even attacked yet, and with only defense, had him at a loss.
There actually exists such a terrifying person in this world.
And he's a Chinese, known for their frail physique.
Could it be my bad luck today, bumping into that legendary figure?
Impossible, that legend can't be Chinese.
"You've ruined a piece of my clothing. Kid, if you don't compensate a few million US dollars later, don't think I'll let you go. Now, tell , who sent you to kill my wife?" Lin Hai calmly tossed the finished cigarette butt, asking.
"You should understand, in our line of work as assassins, it is absolutely impossible to reveal the employer. Otherwise, not only would it break the rules, but it would also lead to frenzied retaliation and hunting by the employer," Lubis took a deep breath. His legs felt like they had lost connection with his body after colliding with Lin Hai's arm, and the pain was still piercing to the core.
"Heh, rules? You're talking to about rules? There are no rules when it cos to ," Lin Hai chuckled lightly.
Such arrogant words, yet they conveyed an extrely strong confidence.
With that strength, saying such words was by no ans arrogant—Lubis felt that the other party indeed had the strength to back up these words.
"What exactly are you?" Lubis asked again, unwilling to give in.
This mission, without a doubt, was a failure. eting such a terrifying opponent, probably only the top three on the Black Restricted Zone Assassin Ranking could stand a chance; the rest could only return in defeat or die begrudgingly on the cold and foreign soil of the East.
"Since you're not willing to talk, I can only beat it out of you." Lin Hai did not answer Lubis's question.
"Chinese man, I admit, you are indeed very strong, unusually strong, but don't forget, in this world, individual strength cannot allow you to do whatever you please. No matter how frightening you are alone, you can't stand against the countless assassins that will swarm you ceaselessly trying to kill you," Lubis said with a nacing but hesitant tone.
As his voice just fell, Lin Hai suddenly shifted his body.
His listless, lazy, and lifeless eye expressions were wiped away in an instant.
Lubis felt as if a terrifyingly powerful and fearso beast appeared before him, rushing to kill him. That terrifying aura, as if stepping out from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, made even an assassin accustod to life and death and bloodshed shudder.
Accustod to the life-and-death struggle, he reflexively raised his arms to protect his heart and head and swiftly kicked out with his legs.
With a bang
The intense sound caused the floor of the room to violently tremble.
Lubis felt as if his legs had kicked against sothing at the last mont that was even harder than steel. Then, his body lost its balance, as if defying gravity, and he flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall.
The wall was smashed open, leaving a large dent with bricks and debris scattering all around.
The na 'Lubis' told him a truth: to be rash was to be utterly destroyed, and not only was he rash, but he was also courting death.
Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lubis felt as if his internal organs were about to shatter.
Such fearso strength!
"Alas!" Lin Hai looked down.
"The injury is quite severe. It still hasn't healed, and to think, a little scumbag ranked twenty-ninth from the Black Restricted Zone could tear up my clothes. If that gets out, I can imagine the brothers will laugh their heads off," Lin Hai shook his head.
"You, cough cough, who exactly, exactly are you?" Lubis's internal organs had been severely damaged. If there were an X-ray now, it would be possible to see the internal organs cracked, and as ti passed, these cracks were continuously growing worse. His death was just a matter of ti.
Before dying, he wanted to know who this terrifyingly powerful person really was.
"So, Lubis sothing dead, how about we make a deal?" Lin Hai raised his head and asked.
Hearing Lin Hai's words, Lubis almost spat out another mouthful of blood, angrily saying, "My na is Lubis, not Lubis sothing dead. Although you're powerful, don't insult my dignity!"
"Cough cough, can't rember, huh? Your foreign nas are complicated. Anyway, it's all the sa. That Lubis Dead, you're as good as dead now. Struck by one of my moves, you've at most a day's breath left. If you don't want to die, tell who your employer is. I can spare your life. Rest assured, I give you my honor as a promise," Lin Hai said.
"Your honor? Should I believe it? My internal organs are shattered. In your Chinese terms, not even an immortal could save now. Don't insult my intelligence anymore," Lubis spoke and then revealed a look of despair. Nobody wants to die, especially in a foreign land.
"Unless... the Legendary person, perhaps he might have a way," Lubis shook his head. That Legendary person's na was a taboo in the Black Restricted Zone. It was said that as long as you had a breath left in you, he could bring you back to life.
But according to the information and rumors, that legendary being was over one ter ninety tall, whereas Lin Hai was only one ter seventy-five.
"Heh heh, that Legendary person? You're not referring to King Yan, are you?" Lin Hai revealed an amused smile.
When Lubis heard this na, he subconsciously nodded slightly, his face showing admiration and utmost esteem, murmuring, "He is the most powerful man in the world, not only possessing matchless combat strength but also having the miraculous dical skill that can bring people back from the brink of death, revive flesh from white bones. He is the only idol in my heart. Unfortunately, I will never have the chance to witness his grace."
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