3259: C3259 I Took a Deep Breath

C3259 I Took a Deep Breath

As long as you're on the Assassin League's blacklist, there's no way you can escape from the Assassin League, even if you go to the ends of the earth.

This was also the reason why the Assassin League rarely had betrayers, because betraying the Assassin League. . . That outcome was definitely not something they could bear!

Therefore, the assassin really could not figure it out. Why was Thirty-Three so fearless?

The assassin had no idea that the reason why the thirty-third assassin was so afraid was because he had already become Heng Yanlin's man.

Thirty-Three didn't know how terrifying Heng Yanlin's strength was, but he knew that with Heng Yanlin as his backer, the Assassin Union would have to think twice before dealing with him. How much price would they have to pay in order to get rid of him?

Because before getting rid of him, they had to cross the threshold of Heng Yanlin first!

The assassin was really confused when he saw that the expression on Thirty-Three's face didn't seem like he was pretending.

Then, with these doubts, he lost his last breath.

Even until his death, he did not understand why No. 33 was so confident that he could escape the pursuit of the Assassin Alliance.

"Hm? Is he dead?"

Seeing that the assassin had finally breathed his last breath, a trace of amazement emerged on Thirty-Three's face, because he had already seen the scene of Heng Yanlin dealing with this assassin from afar.

The assassin was severely injured with just a slap and a fall.

Such strength was truly too terrifying, making Thirty-Three extremely envious.

Thirty-Three truly had no idea how Heng Yanlin cultivated to become so terrifying. His strength was simply unfathomable!

However, although he was envious, he knew very well what kind of strength he could reach.

Of course, none of this mattered. As long as Heng Yanlin was here. . . Everything would be fine.

When he thought of this, Thirty-Three's mood became even better. At the same time, he started humming a little tune.

At this moment, Thirty-Three felt that she was incomparably lucky. She also secretly rejoiced. When he first saw Heng Yanlin, he immediately surrendered. Although there were a few twists and turns after that, at least he survived and became Heng Yanlin's subordinate. Such an outcome was a perfect outcome for the Thirty-Three Divine Protectors.

At the same time, Heng Yanlin had already caught up to another assassin.

"Bang!"

A fist imprint that contained a wild and violent strength was swung out from Heng Yanlin's fist. With a 'swoosh' sound, the fist imprint broke through the air and flickered with a faint golden luster. It heavily landed on the ground below the assassin's feet.

The ground immediately exploded. The ferocious shock wave struck the assassin's body violently, sending him flying away.

The assassin immediately rolled a few times on the ground before stabilizing his body. Then, with a flash, Heng Yanlin appeared in front of him. After that, the assassin slightly raised his palm, clenched his five fingers, and threw a punch at the assassin's chest.

In that instant, the assassin felt Heng Yanlin's fist emitting a terrifying Qi that terrified him. After that, he quickly raised both of his hands and quickly formed a seal. Spiritual Qi surged and violently crashed onto the ground. The hand gestures came from below. After which, only the sound of "hualala" could be heard. It directly tore apart the ground, causing countless pieces of gravel to float into the air. They stacked together to form a stone shield. It gave off a firm aura.

However, in front of Heng Yanlin's fist, all of his defenses were useless.

"Bang!"

An extremely powerful energy wave burst out from the fist. In just a split second, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the stone shield that the assassin had set up. Finally, it exploded, turning into countless pieces of gravel that scattered in all directions.

Immediately after that, Heng Yanlin swung his fist in an incomparably fierce manner, violently smashing it onto the assassin's chest.

"Bang!"

Instantly, a tremendous force surged out from Heng Yanlin's fist.

At that moment, the assassin immediately felt as if he had been struck by a huge hammer. His chest caved in, and at the same time, a huge force penetrated through his body, causing him to freeze on the spot. After a while, his skin split open, and blood gushed out like a fountain.1

The assassin's face was filled with shock. He slightly lowered his head and looked at his body's condition. The last thought that surfaced in his mind was. . . "Why?"

Why was it like this?

Unfortunately, the assassin did not know why it was like this. With a bang, he fell to the ground, completely lifeless.

Seeing that the assassin was dead, Heng Yanlin's handsome face was filled with calmness.

He didn't feel that killing this assassin would make him feel any burden. After all, wasn't killing an assassin like this supposed to be his goal?

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, if you don't kill others, others will kill you too. So you can only become stronger and then protect yourself.

Of course, Heng Yanlin was already powerful enough, so if he wanted to kill him, he really needed to think twice about his own strength. Otherwise, he would most likely be killed by Heng Yanlin instead.

After killing this man, Heng Yanlin turned around. At the same time, his foot lightly stepped on the ground. Without making a sound, his body disappeared from where he stood.

When Heng Yanlin returned to where the first assassin was, he saw Thirty-Three standing there.

When he saw Thirty-Three standing there, his brows slightly raised, then he walked over and saw that the first assassin was already dead.

A trace of astonishment emerged on Heng Yanlin's handsome face when he saw that the assassin had died. Then, he slightly raised his head and looked at the thirty-third assassin. He asked, "You killed him?"

Upon hearing this, Thirty-Three called out respectfully, "Mister Lin. "

After hearing the question that Heng Yanlin had asked, Thirty-Three immediately turned her head violently and said at the same time, "I didn't. It was him who couldn't hold on and died!"

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