Powerful qi waves erupted. Over a dozen figures were blown out of the stronghold, but cold light suddenly flashed, instantly killing them.

Yue Zifeng: “I got eight.”

Gu Yang: “I got seven.”

Song Mingyuan: “I got two.”

Li Qi: “What the fuck, you guys are too fast! I still didn’t get one! Can’t you leave one for me?”

Li Qi was irritated. It was twice now that his prey had been taken from him. These brothers of his really were brutes, not giving him the slightest face.

“It’s fine, don’t you have me to accompany you?” Guo Ran stood calmly to the side.

These assassins had been instantly killed. They were a bit surprised, because they really had been too weak.

“Boss, what’s going on? It’s a bit different from expected,” said Guo Ran curiously. Originally, they had thought this would be a nest of assassins, and that there would be a bloody battle today. But this had been too easy.

Long Chen sighed, “Looks like my expectations were wrong. This is just a place for them to hand out missions. The high level assassins probably don’t stay here. These assassins here are all just silver rank ass...