"What’s going on?"
As she asked, she quickly withdrew her finger from where she had touched earlier.
She was now feeling shadowed, and was too scared to touch that place again anytime soon.
Because just now, she had truly felt the breath of death.
Hearing her incredibly terrified inquiry, Xiaobei glanced at her and calmly said, "I had explained it to you very clearly before, you have a medical condition. And it’s quite serious."
Looking at Xiaobei, she shook her head vigorously, questioning frantically, "But how is that possible! How could I be sick!"
Hearing her doubt, Xiaobei shrugged and replied calmly, "What do you mean how is it possible! People eat grains, isn’t it normal to get sick?"
Looking at Xiaobei, she quickly shook her head, "I’m so strong, I shouldn’t get sick."
"I..."
Xiaobei was left speechless by her assertive words.
Xiaobei realized her logic was greatly flawed, but attempting to correct her proved futile, as she appeared to be extremely stubborn.
Seeing Xiaobei rubbing his nose in silence, she quickly said, "Why don’t you tell me what’s really going on?"
Glancing at her, Xiaobei replied indifferently, "If I’m not mistaken, you came to kill me, right! Do I need to explain what’s going on?"
"This... makes sense! I’m here on a mission, and as long as I capture you, I’ll know what’s going on."
Her eyes lit up, and she quickly charged at Xiaobei.
In previous missions, she was always extremely cautious, looking for the right moment.
But this time, she didn’t do that, as all her focus was on capturing Xiaobei.
Seeing her charge straight at him, Xiaobei silently rubbed his forehead.
If this was an assassin test, she would definitely not pass, because the most important thing for an assassin is to remain hidden and find the right moment.
And she had completely forgotten about these, making her unqualified.
...
"They’ve already sent out the first assassin, so by noon at the latest, I’ll get the news! I’m feeling a bit conflicted!"
By the window, a middle-aged man dressed entirely in black mumbled to himself...
His name was Mu Hu, a man with great power but cunning as a fox.
His favorite thing was to quietly watch others fight each other, so although he had the strength to deal with Xiaobei, he hadn’t taken action himself.
Mu Hu hoped for good news, that Xiaobei had been directly eliminated!
However, he also didn’t want to receive this news, because that would mean it was all over.
"This organization has even stronger assassins, I hope he can hold on a bit longer so that I can hire more assassins. That’s what’s interesting."
While Mu Hu was feeling conflicted, the assassin he had hired was already in front of Xiaobei.
"Xiaobei, you have a good eye, seeing my health issues, but your skills are too weak, so I’d advise you to surrender."
"Surrender? No! I want to take a gamble. Maybe I can win."
"Since you think that, I’ll show you how ridiculous your idea is!"
As she spoke, she quickly drew a dagger and stabbed directly.
"The speed’s not bad, but the force is lacking, clearly she’s holding back!"
As she stabbed, Xiaobei made this judgment, meanwhile, Xiaobei extended two fingers and caught the incredibly sharp dagger...
After completely halting it, Xiaobei was more convinced of his judgment.
The force was indeed lacking considerably...
"This..."

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