<h4>Chapter 1181: Chapter 1188: Zhu Qing (1)</h4>


    The assassin hidden in the shadows did not expect Ling Chen to have such a move. As the wooden skewer shot out, Ling Chen immediately heard a muffled groan.


    Hit! Ling Chen’s eyes brightened, and without a word, he immediately sped up, rushing toward the direction the sound came from. Quickly, a dark shadow shed before Ling Chen’s eyes. Trying to escape? Ling Chen sneered, and instantly executed the Nine Yang Qiankun Step. In an instant, his speed reached its peak, transforming into a residual shadow, chasing after that dark figure.


    At this moment, the shadow seemed to sense the danger getting closer and suddenly turned around, flicking their wrist slightly, sending several cold glints cutting through the air. However, those cold glints all merged into the darkness, missing their target. Just then, a gust of wind blew, forcing its way close to the shadow.


    Bam!


    Before Ling Chen could make a move to subdue the opponent, an explosion suddenly sounded at his feet. Then, thick smoke spread out, concealing the shadow. Seeing this, Ling Chen didn’t hesitate and quickly reached into the smoke. But the assassin had already vanished, leaving nothing in the smoke. Damn! Ling Chen couldn’t help but curse under his breath. Such a good opportunity, and the opponent managed to escape.


    However, the technique used by this assassin gave Ling Chen a sense of déjà vu. Some time ago, while dining in a restaurant with Nanrong Wanqing and the three other women, they had encountered assassins. At that time, those assassins also used this method to escape.


    Could there be some connection between the two? Thinking about it, Ling Chen’s attention was suddenly caught by something. At his feet, there were a few drops of fresh blood. And a meter away, there were also a few drops of blood. Looking in that direction, not far away, there was a small alley. The assassin had been hit by the sharp wooden skewer and certainly didn’t expect to leave traces.


    Without much thought, Ling Chen silently heightened his vignce and walked quietly towards the alley. The width of the alley could only amodate three people walking side by side. In the center of the alley, there was a trash can, surrounded by a lot of clutter.


    After a careful nce, Ling Chen immediately locked his target onto the trash can. As he walked over, Ling Chen found a few more drops of blood. As the trash can got closer, Ling Chen’s pace gradually slowed down. With about three meters left to the trash can, Ling Chen suddenly stopped, took out his phone from his pocket, and turned on the light. Instantly, the entire alley was filled with a faint light.


    At this moment, behind the trash can, an assassin dressed entirely in ck was curled up in the corner, pressing the right hand tightly against the left arm. However, blood was still gushing from the sleeve, dripping onto the ground. Don’t underestimate the attack of those wooden skewers, for Ling Chen, being a master on the Earthly List, possessed powerful Inner Strength. Those wooden skewers, enhanced by Inner Strength, had lethality no different from bullets, directly piercing through the assassin’s left arm.


    Looking at the light emitted from across the trash can, the assassin gritted her teeth and took out two sharp daggers and a small iron ball from her waist.


    Taking a deep breath, the assassin, with her back against the wall, suddenly sprang into action, throwing the iron ball down to the ground with a "bang" sound. For a moment, smoke spread, and the light became blurry. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the assassin moved forward, brandishing the two daggers in her hands, stabbing toward where the light was.


    However, just as she made a move, the assassin immediately sensed that something was wrong. In the smoke, aside from her, Ling Chen was nowhere to be found.


    Where is he?


    "Hey! Miss, are you looking for me?" At this time, an annoying voice came from behind.


    Before the assassin could react, Ling Chen instantly pressed to her back, gently tapping his forefinger. Instantly, the assassin felt her whole body go soft, as if all her strength had drained away, copsing directly to the ground.


    Seeing Ling Chen’s smug look, the assassin coldly shouted, "You despicable!"


    Ling Chen shrugged, smiling, and said, "How am I despicable? All is fair in war, I’m just smarter than you." With that, Ling Chen picked up his phone, casting all the light onto her body.


    The assassin before him had a petite figure, dressed in ck, wearing a face mask, leaving only a pair of bright, beautiful eyes exposed. At this moment, those beautiful eyes were full of hatred. Ling Chen directly ignored the look in her eyes, squatted down, and said, "Miss, of all the people you could trouble, you chose me. I’m not the kind to pity the fairer sex. Come, let me see what you really look like."


    With those words, Ling Chen reached out, grabbed her mask, and despite her protests, pulled it off.


    Instantly, Ling Chen’s gaze froze, staring nkly at that exquisite face. So beautiful! He had thought this woman would be average-looking, but it turned out she was not only a beauty but an extraordinary one. With fair skin, faint willow-like eyebrows, a slightly uptilted delicate nose, and thin lips like tempting cherries, making one want to take a bite.


    Faced with Ling Chen’s disyed amazement, the woman bit her thin lips lightly, eyes brimming with anger and embarrassment. If her body were not unresponsive, she really wanted to take a bite back.


    "Tsk, tsk!" After a while, Ling Chen finally snapped back to reality, grinning and saying, "Miss, you’re so pretty. Why be an assassin? What a waste of resources."


    "It’s none of your business." The woman gritted her teeth in hatred and shouted coldly, "Ling, if you’re going to kill me, just do it. Stop wasting time with your nonsense."


    "No rush, I can hardly bring myself to hurt such a prettydy. But there are a few questions I must rify. Who are you? What organization do you serve? Why did you ambush me?"


    "Noment." The woman coldly spat out a few words.


    Hearing this, Ling Chen wasn’t angry. He smiled and said, "It’s alright; you’ll tell me eventually." With that, ignoring the woman’s struggle and resistance, Ling Chen picked her up directly, hoisting her onto his shoulder, takingrge strides out of the alley.


    "You... let me go..." The woman was anxious, her hands weakly patting Ling Chen’s back, trying to break free from his grasp. Ever since she was little, she had never had physical contact with the opposite sex. Ling Chen’s action was undoubtedly a form of vition for her.


    p!


    Ling Chen mercilessly pped her,nding on her perky behind.


    "Behave, you’re my prisoner now, you have no right to make demands."


    "You... you bastard!" Feeling the heat from her buttocks, the woman was filled with humiliation and anger, her skin tinged with a faint rosy color. Her entire body was burning, wishing she could find a hole to crawl into.


    Bastard! Shameless bastard! Dirty rogue! The woman used all the curse words she could think of on Ling Chen. Growing up, no other man had dared to treat her this way. Ling Chen was the first!