The night was as dark as ink. The torrential rain had stopped at some unknown hour.
Niesen, covered in blood, experienced the sensation of flying before crashing heavily onto the ground ahead, splashing up a spray of water.
Under the shroud of night, his body convulsed violently as if electrocuted. He then spat out several mouthfuls of bloody fluid, the gaping wound in his chest continuing to bleed profusely.
However—
Even so, he did not die immediately.
As a two-star War God at the tenth stage, his bodily functions and vitality were beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
The second assassin had also been defeated?
And Jiang Wuming appeared to be unharmed?
At the same time, Ye Feng, located far away, widened his eyes again as he used his exceptional eyesight to observe the scene in front of the villa.
Although he had been so shocked tonight that he was almost numb, Ye Feng was once again stunned that Jiang Wuming had defeated Niesen, who possessed the strength of a two-star War God at the tenth stage, without sustaining any injuries!
Because all of this had surpassed his understanding of martial arts!
The gap between a two-star War God and a one-star War God was a major realm difference. In terms of the quality of true energy, bodily functions, and other aspects, they were incomparable.
Under normal circumstances, a one-star War God would be unable to break through the true energy defense of a two-star War God.
Moreover, Niesen was a two-star War God at the tenth stage?!
He could not fathom how Jiang Wuming had accomplished this.
Even though he had witnessed it all firsthand, it still felt incredibly absurd!
Absurd?
On the second floor of the villa, Dongfang Xiaoyao stood quietly, her gaze passing through the glass window to fall upon Jiang Wuming.
Her eyes were filled with excitement and admiration!
She was thrilled to have witnessed Jiang Wuming unleashing his peak combat power in a battle, and she felt fortunate to be able to follow such an outstanding and powerful young man!
Under Dongfang Xiaoyao's watchful gaze, Jiang Wuming flashed and reappeared before Niesen.
This time, he did not continue his attack. Instead, he looked down at the blood-drenched Niesen, who was on the verge of death, and asked, "Who sent you?"
"The Hall Master of the War Dragon Hall, the Ghost Face War God. You should know our rules—I can't betray the person behind me."
As Jiang Wuming spoke, a flicker of consciousness appeared in Niesen's pupils; he was entering his final moments of lucidity.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuming raised an eyebrow, contemplating whether to use his mental power again to interrogate Niesen.
"Don't bother. Although I'm severely injured, my martial will is completely unaffected. You can't use mental power to assist your interrogation. Moreover, I can end my own life at any time."
Niesen seemed to have perceived Jiang Wuming's intentions and spoke again.
Hearing this, Jiang Wuming stared silently at Niesen for two seconds before turning and walking towards the villa.
Because he knew that what Niesen said was the truth!
A martial artist at the tenth stage of a two-star War God possessed a formidable martial will, and Niesen himself was a decisive and ruthless individual.
"Setting aside your mental power, your strength has already surpassed that of a one-star War God at the tenth stage. Have you reached the legendary eleventh stage that no one has ever achieved?"
Niesen stared at Jiang Wuming's retreating back and couldn't help but voice his inner doubts.
"If you want to know, we can exchange information."
Jiang Wuming's steps did not stop, but he responded to Niesen.
"Forget the exchange. I can't endanger my family just to satisfy my curiosity."
Niesen sighed softly, and a deep sense of envy appeared in his eyes.
"I truly envy you. You possess powerful martial arts talent and rare mental power talent, and you haven't wasted your potential. Those so-called martial arts prodigies aren't even fit to carry your shoes.
Alas… if I had your talent, my martial path would not have stopped at the tenth stage of a two-star War God…"
Niesen's voice grew fainter and fainter, eventually becoming inaudible.
He departed this world amidst envy and regret!
Sensing Niesen's death, Jiang Wuming turned and glanced at him, looking at the face filled with envy and regret, and pondered in his heart.
From the information Niesen had inadvertently revealed, he knew that Niesen, a two-star War God at the tenth stage, was a very proud person.
Such a proud and powerful warrior would not willingly serve as a dog or a 'knife' but was forced by threats.
What kind of power could coerce Niesen to such an extent that he dared not resist, let alone reveal them?
Jiang Wuming asked himself inwardly.
There was no answer.
Because, in this world, there were not many forces that could achieve this, but certainly not more than could be counted on one hand!
Jiang Wuming stopped dwelling on it and returned to the villa, sitting down cross-legged at the stone table once more.
Although he had killed Jack and Niesen without injury, the battle had been perilous, fraught with danger throughout. He needed to summarize.
Reviewing and summarizing to gain experience was Jiang Wuming's habit.
After every dance on the edge of death, he would reflect and incorporate it into his combat experience, avoiding past mistakes.
In addition, he had expended a significant amount of energy in the recent battle and needed to recover as quickly as possible.
This was because he could not be certain that Jack and Niesen were the last assassins of the night!
By the villa window on the second floor, Dongfang Xiaoyao saw Jiang Wuming sit cross-legged at the stone table and close his eyes. She did not go downstairs to disturb him, but instead, as before, looked at him with admiration, gazing at the face that had long been etched into her heart.
Meanwhile, Ye Feng left directly after seeing Jiang Wuming enter the villa.
For him, the reason he had come here tonight was that he believed that in addition to the two one-star War God assassins arrested by Wang Liang, the head of the Military Department's Nangang branch, there were other assassins lurking in Nangang, targeting Jiang Wuming.
He wanted to identify these assassins and successfully complete the mission assigned to him.
He was right, and he was wrong.
He was right that there were indeed other assassins, but he was wrong in that he had underestimated their strength and had not expected them to completely disregard his warning as the captain of the War Dragon Special Forces, even attempting to kill him as well!
And his earlier boast, his muttered words about protecting Jiang Wuming, were a bitterly ironic joke!
For him, regardless of whether more assassins would come to kill Jiang Wuming later, his remaining here had no further meaning.
"Beep…"
As Ye Feng just left the affluent area of Repulse Bay, his mobile phone rang. He took it out, saw that it was Wang Liang calling, and after a moment's thought, answered.
"I'm sorry, Captain Ye. I was busy just now and didn't see your call. Is there something you wanted to talk to me about?"
On the other end of the line, Wang Liang had just finished a private encounter and was immediately calling Ye Feng back.
As Ye Feng was about to speak, he heard two other breathing sounds, accompanied by a subtle, unusual tone.
The sound was very faint, but Ye Feng still detected it, and it made him instantly understand why Wang Liang had not answered his call earlier.
"You've gotten into big trouble!"
Ye Feng frowned as he replied, then directly hung up the phone.
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