Chapter 45

The two killers did not immediately pounce; their eyes were dark, as if they were waiting for something.

Ling Xiao's heart stirred, and he slightly turned his head. Under the clear moonlight, two blurry shadows slowly approached him on the ground.

Someone behind him!

The movement of the eyes often betrayed one's thoughts. The killers in front of him, realizing they were exposed, pounced together, and the two behind him suddenly accelerated. With a slight flick, four steel knives fell abruptly, blocking all of Ling Xiao's escape routes.

Since ancient times, the brave have always won in narrow encounters! There is no such thing as despair in the world; heaven always leaves a glimmer of hope for all beings. The difference is whether you can find it.

With no way to retreat, there is no need to retreat!

As the four knives approached, Ling Xiao, instead of retreating, stepped forward half a foot in front of the two killers, raising his arms to accurately grab their wrists holding the knives.

The misalignment of his body made the two knives behind him miss, but the two killers, after all, had professional skills and immediately swung their knives upward without any pause. However, they only felt a sudden darkness, and a strong wind pressure rushed towards them.

Ling Xiao, holding the wrists of the two killers in front of him, swung them horizontally to smash into the ones behind. The killers behind, unable to defend in time, were hit and dazed, and all four killers tumbled together, smashing a nearby bun stall, with steaming bun fillings splattering all over their faces.

Ling Xiao sniffed, "Celery and pork? Not my thing, I prefer carrot and beef."

The four killers felt unbearable pain, as if their bones were about to fall apart. Before they could marvel at Ling Xiao's strength, they still stood up to face their target, raising their knives to attack again.

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and said to the noodle stall owner hiding under the table, "Borrow this for a moment." He picked up a wooden stool from the noodle stall and swung it at the rising killers.

After all, being at the innate realm, Ling Xiao's eyesight was quite good. The wooden stool accurately hit the wrists of the killers holding the knives. A scream of pain echoed as the steel knives fell from their hands, and a large gash opened on their wrists, blood gushing out.

The blood splattered, and under the moonlight, it looked like dark red roses quietly blooming. The killers, captivated by the scene, clutched their strangely bent wrists and screamed, unaware that Ling Xiao had already raised the wooden stool again.

The other three killers, just standing up, saw the wooden stool swing down, and as the blood splattered, the man slowly collapsed, clearly dead. The three felt a chill in their hearts. Although cutting through flesh was effective, the bloody street brawl was even more shocking.

As the three were momentarily stunned, the wooden stool flew towards them with a whistling sound. The three killers raised their knives to block, but the immense force was like a train rushing towards them. Although they didn't know what a train was, it didn't stop them from being knocked to the ground.

The wooden stool was split by the steel knives, and the splintered wood flew in all directions, cutting their arms. As they struggled to stand up, they saw Ling Xiao throw another large object at them. The three instinctively raised their knives again, but this time they couldn't split it. The object was huge and soft, with elasticity.

Only when they fell to the ground did they realize the object was the corpse of one of the killers!

Struggling to push the corpse away, they found it as if they were pushing a mountain, to no avail! Looking up, they saw Ling Xiao stepping on the corpse with a smug smile, holding another wooden stool.

"Knife skills, I'm not good at! Strength, you're not good at!" Seeing the three still struggling, Ling Xiao said nothing and swung the wooden stool.

One killer's head was smashed like a watermelon, and the brain matter splattered on the faces of the other two. Seeing their terrified expressions, Ling Xiao put on a fierce and menacing look and said, "Not struggling anymore? Then answer my question! Who sent you?"

The clear moonlight shone behind him, illuminating half of his face, and combined with his fierce expression, he looked like a demon in the moonlit night. Darkness was his domain, and cruelty was the best description of him.

Ling Xiao was unaware that his image in the killers' minds was becoming increasingly dark.

"Admittedly, you are very professional! But the person who sent you clearly knows little about me, not knowing my body training skills or that I always carry a gun. So, the people who returned with me from the Jin Kingdom can be ruled out. I don't have many enemies, so I can guess who it is! But I still want to hear something useful from you," Ling Xiao said meaningfully.

The two killers exchanged a glance, and Ling Xiao saw hesitation in their eyes, smiling satisfactorily. "I swear by my master's name, if you tell me, I will not only let you go but also give you silver to help you escape far away."

Hearing the word "silver," the two killers' eyes flashed with a fleeting glint. Ling Xiao coldly snorted, somewhat disdainful of them, but the next moment, the two killers showed him what it meant to be professional.

The two killers naturally removed their hoods, revealing ordinary faces, and their lips slightly parted as if to say something. However, the hands holding the hoods suddenly stretched towards Ling Xiao, and a hidden arrow shot out.

The sharp hidden arrow was already close, and Ling Xiao's eyes widened as he violently leaned back. The arrow grazed his forehead, leaving a bloody cut, and a few strands of hair floated in the air.

"Damn!" Ling Xiao cursed, picking up the wooden stool and smashing it at one of the killers' heads.

Just as they had pushed the corpse away, one of them was killed, and the wooden stool and his head shattered together.

Only one of the four killers remained, but he seemed not to notice, throwing several flying knives at Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao rolled on the ground, "Borrow the pot for a moment," and picked up a large ladle from the noodle stall, splashing it at the killer. The hot soup in the ladle steamed in the air.

The killer had no choice but to dodge, and Ling Xiao took the opportunity to step forward, swinging the ladle heavily.

After the previous fight, even a fool would know that Ling Xiao's strength was immense, and they couldn't block it, so they could only dodge. Ling Xiao's sword skills were terrible, let alone with a strange weapon like a ladle.

After dodging a few times, the killer realized that this person wasn't too scary, but Ling Xiao was smart, and smart people don't fall in the same place twice. Since he had already told the killer that his knife skills were poor, why would he fight him with skills?

Just as the killer was about to counterattack, a huge black shadow loomed over him. It was Ling Xiao, ignoring the stall owner's objections, throwing the entire table at him.

"Ah!"

The killer screamed and fell, and when he stood up again, he was greeted by the black ladle!

...

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, looked at the ladle in his hand, which was half-covered in blood, and then looked at the dead killers, shaking his head and walking back to the noodle stall.

"Boss, this is to compensate for the table and chairs, and thank you for the ladle." He took out a silver ingot and threw it to the stall owner, who caught it in a panic, staring at Ling Xiao, unsure what to do.

Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and turned to leave, still holding the ladle, as if he had forgotten to return it to the owner. However, his face turned cold the moment he turned around.

A cold star streaked past, and the piercing sound of it breaking the air was like a demonic sound in his ears. Ling Xiao stopped, and the ladle was already blocking the back of his head!

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and Ling Xiao slowly turned to look at the noodle stall owner, a steel needle falling to the ground.

"How did you notice?" The stall owner's demeanor suddenly changed, and the originally cowardly and fearful shop owner seemed to become tall and imposing. Upon closer inspection, he was even a bit handsome!

Ling Xiao smirked and said, "Even a child with a lollipop runs faster! You could only hide under the table, should I say you are as timid as a mouse, or that you are even less fit than a child?"

"I see." The stall owner suddenly understood.

"And one more thing."

"One more thing?"

Ling Xiao continued, "When I was interrogating those killers, you didn't take the chance to run away. You didn't seem scared stiff, otherwise, you wouldn't have caught the silver so steadily!"

"I guess I overacted a bit."

"Acting requires talent."

"I don't act, I just kill."

"So, you are just a thug, not an assassin." Ling Xiao squatted down to pick up the steel needle, "I was wondering who wanted to kill me, but now I don't have to worry. Don't you think so, Lei Bin?"

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