Assassination

An Zhiyan did not say a word. She stared at him suspiciously.

Wen Tingsheng took a deep breath and said seriously, "I'm... I'm your father. You should call me dad." 

Wen Tingsheng stared at An Zhiyan expectantly and nervously.

An Zhiyan was stunned for a second. Then, she nodded. Wen Tingsheng's eyes were instantly filled with ecstasy.

An Zhiyan said, "I get it... You're a lunatic." 

She stood up straight, her eyes filled with sympathy. "You're my father? Please seek help." 

Wen Tingsheng said nothing.

An Zhiyan waved her fist at the strange man. "If you follow me again, I'll beat you up!" 

An Zhiyan decided to let the man go on account that he was a poor lunatic.

She put her hands in her pockets and prepared to go home. When she passed by a milk tea shop, An Zhiyan's gaze fell on a few people.

These people walked with their legs raised high and their bodies tensed up, keeping an eye on their surroundings at all times.

An Zhiyan recognized these people at a glance. They were all assassins. An Zhiyan also recognized the Peugeot of the assassin group that they had accidentally exposed. She was very familiar with that Peugeot.

She hid in a corner and followed them. She came to a luxurious hot spring hotel.

But after she followed them into the hotel, the assassins suddenly disappeared.

She was looking for the assassins in the corridor when she was bumped into by a waiter. The wine on the plate she was holding spilled all over An Zhiyan's hands.

She looked down at her hands, which were covered in wine. They were sticky and disgusting.

There was an open room in the corridor, and wet steam was coming out of it. An Zhiyan walked straight in. She picked up a clean handkerchief from the stool and wiped her hands.

When she wiped her hands, she felt that the handkerchief seemed to be quite thick. However, she did not think about it carefully. After all, this was a luxury hotel, so perhaps the quality of the handkerchief was better?

After she finished wiping her hands, she casually threw the handkerchief on the ground. Just as she turned to leave, the sound of water suddenly came from the hot spring behind her.

"So, Miss An likes to watch people bathe?" The man's teasing voice came from behind her.

An Zhiyan was startled. This voice was so familiar. She immediately turned around and saw the man's muscular upper body.

He sat lazily in the hot spring with his hands on the edge. His eyes that were covered by mist looked at her.

An Zhiyan felt that she had been unlucky recently. How did she meet this person again?

"Why are you here?" Her eyes subconsciously focused on the man's chest. There was a scar near his chest.

If she guessed correctly, it was a wound from a heavy weapon.

Huo Zui stared at her. "I should be asking you that. Why are you here, Miss An?" 

An Zhiyan lied. "I'm looking for someone." 

She turned around to leave. However, Huo Zui's eyes instantly turned cold. He ordered, "Come here." 

An Zhiyan also heard the unusual footsteps outside the door.

A few pairs of feet quietly crossed the room door. Huo Zui's expression changed. His hand touched the black metal object hidden under the towel next to him.

However, the moment his hand touched it, it suddenly stopped. He looked at An Zhiyan with a hint of interest in his eyes.

An Zhiyan dodged to the side when the dagger was about to stab her. Then she blocked the dagger with a pocket knife. She cut the opponent's neck with her pocket knife. The opponent's carotid artery spurted blood instantly.

It was a one-hit kill!