When Ye Qiu told the three of them to come at him together, it was mostly a bluff. Under normal circumstances, Cold Blood, being the proud and solitary world’s number one assassin, would disdain teaming up with the two ghosts and would choose to fight alone.
That was exactly what Ye Qiu was hoping for.
Facing three opponents at once was too much pressure, but if it were one-on-one, not only would the pressure lessen, but he would also have a chance to take down his opponent.
As long as he could kill Cold Blood first, dealing with the two ghosts afterward would be much easier.
However, as soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, Cold Blood took a step forward, and the Hanging Ghost and the Starving Ghost also moved simultaneously, flanking Ye Qiu from both sides. The three of them formed a triangular formation, closing in on Ye Qiu.
Damn it, three against one?
No sense of honor!
Ye Qiu’s heart sank, but he continued to provoke Cold Blood with his words. “The world’s number one assassin needs to team up with others?”
“I thought you preferred to work alone?”
“Are the rumors about you all lies?”
Cold Blood’s face showed no trace of emotion as he coldly replied, “You’re trying to provoke me with your words. That just shows how childish you are.”
“My goal is to kill you.”
“Who I team up with doesn’t matter to me!”
Damn, this guy is sharp!
Ye Qiu cursed inwardly, then pointed at the two ghosts and continued to taunt Cold Blood. “Teaming up with these two idiots, don’t you feel insulted?”
Before Cold Blood could respond, the Hanging Ghost and the Starving Ghost flew into a rage.
“Kid, who are you calling idiots?”
“Explain yourself!”
Ye Qiu looked at the Hanging Ghost and said, “Did you have polio as a child? Otherwise, why are you so short? Let me tell you, your height is considered a disability in medical terms.”
The Hanging Ghost’s mouth twisted in anger.
“And you,” Ye Qiu pointed at the Starving Ghost. “As for you, if I’m not mistaken, you probably suffer from high blood pressure, high cholesterol, high blood sugar, and gastritis, right?”
The Starving Ghost was stunned. “How do you know?”
Ye Qiu smiled. “When I was a kid, my family raised pigs. Usually, pigs that grow really fat have these kinds of problems.”
“Big brother, isn’t this kid a doctor? Why is he talking about raising pigs?” the Starving Ghost asked, confused.
“Idiot! He’s calling you a fat pig!”
“What? You dare call me a pig?” The Starving Ghost glared at Ye Qiu, his face filled with rage.
Ye Qiu said seriously, “You misunderstood. I wasn’t insulting you. I was just stating the facts.”
“I’ll kill you!”
Boom—
The Starving Ghost struck first, swinging the bone in his hand toward Ye Qiu’s head.
As soon as Ye Qiu dodged, the Starving Ghost attacked from the other side, his iron rod sweeping toward Ye Qiu.
In an instant, Ye Qiu was under attack from both sides.
But at that moment, Cold Blood made his move.
Whoosh!
The sword’s edge flashed, appearing in front of Ye Qiu like lightning, incredibly fast.
Ye Qiu punched toward the sword’s edge.
“Clang!”
The sword was forced back, but Ye Qiu’s fist was left with a bloody hole.
“What kind of material is Cold Blood’s sword made of? How is it so sharp?” Ye Qiu thought, feeling a chill run down his spine. Meanwhile, the two ghosts launched another attack.
This time, the two ghosts adjusted their strategy.
The Starving Ghost attacked Ye Qiu’s lower body, while the Hanging Ghost targeted his upper body.
Despite the Starving Ghost’s massive, three-hundred-pound frame, he moved with the agility and speed of a nimble monkey.
The Hanging Ghost was equally terrifying. Though only 1.4 meters tall, his strength was extraordinary. Every swing of his iron rod carried the force of a thousand pounds, clashing head-on with Ye Qiu.
While the two ghosts attacked, Cold Blood seized the opportunity to strike with his sword, targeting Ye Qiu.
The four of them were locked in a fierce battle.
Three minutes later.
The four separated.
Ye Qiu had five or six sword wounds on his chest, back, and arms, each bleeding profusely.
In contrast, Cold Blood and the two ghosts were unharmed.
In other words, during the fight, Ye Qiu had been completely outmatched. If this continued, he would be in grave danger.
“Old Tang, what do we do? Ye Qiu’s no match for them,” Long Ye said anxiously from the car.
“We have to help Ye Qiu. Otherwise, all three of us will die here today,” Tang Fei said grimly.
“I want to help Ye Qiu too, but how?” Long Ye said. “With our mediocre skills, we’d just be walking to our deaths.”
“If it’s a matter of skill, we definitely can’t beat them. But we can use other methods.”
Tang Fei quickly lifted the car seat and pulled out a briefcase from underneath.
“What’s this?” Long Ye asked.
“The Underworld Palace’s latest secret weapon,” Tang Fei said, entering the code and opening the briefcase.
Inside were various scattered parts.
In just thirty seconds, Tang Fei assembled the parts into a sniper rifle.
Long Ye noticed that the sniper rifle was shorter than usual, only about two feet long, and from the outside, it didn’t look particularly special.
This is the Underworld Palace’s latest secret weapon? It looks so ordinary!
Long Ye’s heart sank. “You want to use a gun against them? Those three are masters. Bullets probably won’t even hit them.”
“Who do you think is the slowest among the three?” Tang Fei asked.
“The Hanging Ghost,” Long Ye answered without hesitation.
“Then we’ll take out the Hanging Ghost first,” Tang Fei said, sitting in the passenger seat and instructing Long Ye, “You drive. If things get really bad, we’ll grab Ye Qiu and make a run for it.”
“Got it,” Long Ye said, climbing from the back seat into the driver’s seat and gripping the steering wheel tightly, ready to drive at any moment.
Then, Long Ye saw Tang Fei take out three bullets from the briefcase.
Each bullet was only the size of a soybean, and Long Ye immediately recognized them as specially made.
Tang Fei loaded the bullets, set up the sniper rifle on the car window, adjusted the scope, and quietly aimed the barrel at the Hanging Ghost.
…
Twenty meters ahead.
Ye Qiu stood facing the three masters, with about five meters between them.
“Kid, being able to hold out against the three of us for this long, even if you die, you can be proud,” the Hanging Ghost said.
“Stop resisting pointlessly. Just accept your death,” the Starving Ghost said.
Cold Blood added, “You’re strong, but against the three of us, you have no chance.”
Ye Qiu snorted. “You talk big, but don’t choke on your words. This is just the beginning. It’s still anyone’s game.”
“I really don’t know how you can be so confident when you’re about to die. Since that’s the case, I’ll send you on your way.”
The Hanging Ghost leaped forward, jumping high into the air and bringing his iron rod down toward Ye Qiu.
At the same time, the Starving Ghost and Cold Blood closed in from both sides, ready to support the Hanging Ghost.
“Now’s the time!”
A cold glint flashed in Tang Fei’s eyes as he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
