Chapter 1277
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Ye Wanwan didn't think too deeply about why Feng Xuanyi suddenly stopped stuttering given the current situation. She merely found it strange that Feng Xuanyi, the head captain of the Si family's hidden guards, would appear in a place like this.
"Oh, you have a helper?" The chauffeur-looking man smiled faintly and pretended to walk forward. "I advise you to stay out of these muddy waters. This has nothing to do with you."
Feng Xuanyi glanced at the chauffeur but didn't say anything. He took out a cigarette and lit it with a lighter before blowing out a faint ring of smoke. "And then?"
The chauffeur didn't say anything else and stepped next to Feng Xuanyi before swinging his fist toward Feng Xuanyi's temple at lightning speed.
Even martial artists with exceptional martial arts skills would find it difficult to dodge this punch's speed, let alone normal people. If their temple was struck, they would die without a doubt.
The chauffeur was too fast, so fast that Ye Wanwan didn't have any time to react and could only anxiously look at Feng Xuanyi.
BOOM!
A loud sound akin to muffled thunder exploded, hurting everyone's eardrums.
Under Ye Wanwan's incredulous gaze, Feng Xuanyi raised his right arm slightly and caught the chauffeur's descending fist in his palm.
"You …"
The chauffeur examined Feng Xuanyi in astonishment.
The chauffeur and the two men were all from a mercenary union in the Independent State. Someone paid a large sum of money to have them come to China to kill a woman, and the target was Ye Wanwan. He didn't expect this woman to have such an expert by her side …
The more he looked at the chauffeur, the more familiar he felt, as though he'd seen this person somewhere before.
The other two men in black also thought of something and met each other's eyes, astonishment surfacing in each other's eyes.
"Could it be … How is this possible?!"
The chauffeur exclaimed in shock, his expression abruptly shifting.
Feng Xuanyi, nicknamed Ghost Prison in the inner world, the confidant of the legendary mercenary captain, Nameless Nie …
"Who sent you? A higher-up of the Nie family, or …" Feng Xuanyi's voice was bone-chilling as he looked at the chauffeur.
However, the chauffeur and the two men in black didn't say anything.
"Forget it if you don't want to tell me." Feng Xuanyi shrugged and turned to the dumbfounded Ye Wanwan. "Where are you going?"
"Airport …" Ye Wanwan reflexively replied.
"What are you going to do at the airport … Forget it, you should get back to work first." Feng Xuan Yi took a puff of his cigarette and said.
"Then … what about you?" Ye Wanwan furrowed her brows.
"These people were sent by Si Ming Li … I'll handle them. You don't have to worry about them," Feng Xuan Yi said.
"Si Ming Li?" Ye Wanwan was stunned. The driver and the two men in black were really sent by Si Ming Li?
However, since Feng Xuanyi said that, Ye Wanwan naturally wouldn't refute him.
Before Ye Wanwan could say anything else, a dagger suddenly appeared in Feng Xuanyi's hand.
A cold light flashed, and the three people's necks were instantly cut open. Soon, they collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud, dead.
"You're so weak. Of all the things you could have done, you just had to become an assassin," Feng Xuan Yi said lightly.
"Weak …" Ye Wanwan's lips twitched. Those three people … were insanely strong to her, but Feng Xuan Yi called them …
Was this still the Little Stutterer who kept pestering her to teach him a few moves at the Si residence?!
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