The SSSSSSSS-level Mad Dragon is released from prison!

Song Yuzhi's car headlights disappeared into the end of the rain.

The atmosphere in the villa's living room was somewhat tense.

Su Jinyu held a cup of tea that had gone cold, her gaze fixed on the raindrops outside the window, lost in thought.

The capital city, the Jun family, the grand gathering at Longmen.

Each of these words felt like a mountain, making it hard for her to breathe.

She looked at the man lounging lazily on the sofa and realized that she could understand him less and less.

"You..." Su Jinyu opened her mouth, wanting to ask something, but in the end only uttered a few words, "Are you really going to the capital?"

Jiang Chen didn't look at her; his gaze fell on the map of the capital city on the coffee table.

"Debts always have to be collected by someone."

His voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

Tangtang stuffed the last half plate of fruit into her mouth and mumbled something indistinctly.

"Wherever my brother goes, I'll go!"

She jumped off the sofa, ran to Jiang Chen's side, and skillfully massaged his shoulders.

"Anyone who dares to mess with Big Brother, I'll twist their head off and use it as a chamber pot!"

Su Jinyu frowned, feeling uncomfortable with such vulgar remarks, but said nothing more.

She knew that she, the girl named Tang Tang, and Jiang Chen were no longer from the same world.

"I'm tired, I'm going upstairs to rest."

Su Jinyu stood up and went upstairs to the second floor without looking back.

Tangtang made a face at her back.

"Tch, ice-cold face."

She turned to look at Jiang Chen, her face once again plastered with a fawning smile.

"Big brother, is my massage comfortable?"

Jiang Chen kept his eyes closed and did not answer.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, with large raindrops hitting the French windows and making a pattering sound.

The wind howled, like the wailing of ghosts.

The night was completely deep.

Jiang Chen suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the rain and looking at the dark corner outside the courtyard wall.

"Itching to get your hands dirty?"

Tangtang stopped massaging her shoulders, tilted her head, and sniffed lightly.

"Brother, those people outside smell awful."

Her pupils shimmered with an eerie purple hue in the dim light.

After awakening her Ghostly Body, her perception of malice and killing intent became exceptionally sharp.

Jiang Chen raised his hand and patted her head.

"Go."

"Sweep up the trash."

Tangtang's eyes lit up instantly.

"Okay!"

She responded with a sound, and then slid off the sofa as if she had no bones.

The next second, her body outline began to blur, her color faded, and finally she completely blended into the shadows on the ground.

Not a single sound was made.

……

Outside the Xiyuan Villa, torrential rain poured down.

Thirty-six dark figures, taking advantage of the cover of night and the torrential rain, silently approached the courtyard wall.

They are "Blood Scorpions," one of the top assassin organizations overseas. They take money and never fail.

The leader, Scorpion King, made a hand gesture.

The smallest assassin, codenamed "Gecko," crouched low like a real gecko, close to the wall, and crept towards the weakest blind spot in the surveillance.

He was covered in a special mud that could block infrared sensors.

If he successfully cuts the physical wiring, the entire villa's security system will be paralyzed.

The gecko's fingers were about to touch the electric fence at the top of the courtyard wall.

He didn't realize that the shadow beneath his feet was a darker shade than the surrounding darkness.

A faint, almost imperceptible whooshing sound rang out.

The gecko's body froze.

He looked down and saw a piece of dark purple fingernail protruding from his throat.

The blood was washed away by the rain and disappeared without a trace.

He tried to sound the alarm, but couldn't even manage a single sound.

Life force was quickly taken away as that fingernail was pulled out.

His body slumped down, dragged into deeper darkness by a shadow.

"Gecko goes missing."

The technician's cold voice came through Scorpion King's headset.

The Scorpion King frowned and made another hand gesture.

Two assassins flanked them from the left and right.

one second.

two seconds.

"The venomous snake has gone missing."

"The praying mantis has gone missing."

The Scorpion King's expression finally changed.

In less than ten seconds, he lost three skilled fighters, while the enemy didn't even show a shadow.

Something's fishy!

He gave a low shout, pulled a specially made signal flare from his waist, pulled the fuse, and threw it out.

The signal flare did not emit any light, but instead emitted a thick plume of crimson smoke.

The smoke spread rapidly in the rain, covering the entire front yard of the villa.

"Activate thermal imaging!"

Scorpion King put on his tactical goggles, and the world before him instantly transformed into a thermal image composed of red, yellow, and blue.

In the courtyard, his men were clearly displayed as red humanoid outlines.

The grass and trees are blue.

The ground is yellow.

But the enemy who killed his three men did not exist at all.

The thermal imaging field of view was completely empty.

"How is that possible!"

The Scorpion King felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet.

Unless the other party is dead, it is impossible for there to be no heat source reaction.

"Captain! Help me... Ah!"

A short, sharp scream came through the headset.

The Scorpion King suddenly turned its head.

He saw one of his men not far away, his neck twisted at an odd angle, his body falling straight down.

There was nothing where his subordinate had fallen.

Fear began to spread in the hearts of the remaining assassins.

They were facing an invisible and intangible ghost.

"He's in the tree!"

An assassin raised a silenced rifle and began firing wildly at a large, leafy tree overhead.

On a rainy night, bullets struck tree trunks and branches with muffled thuds.

Apart from broken branches and fallen leaves, nothing was hit.

And in the brief moment he was changing the magazine.

In the shadow of the tree above his head, a pair of purple eyes slowly opened.

Tangtang fell silently, like a night owl.

She enjoyed the feeling of hunting in the dark.

In her eyes, these so-called elite assassins were nothing more than a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Every flash of light takes away a life.

Her technique was swift and skillful, even possessing a violent beauty.

Twist the neck off.

Piercing the heart.

Tearing the throat.

The Scorpion King watched his men fall one by one, his heart breaking with terror.

He finally realized what kind of tough nut he had kicked this time.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!"

He screamed into his headset and turned to run away.

Just then.

"Clatter".

One by one, the European-style lampposts surrounding the villa courtyard suddenly lit up.

The bright lights instantly dispelled the darkness and illuminated the scene in the courtyard.

Dead body.

The ground was littered with corpses.

The Scorpion King stopped in his tracks, his body stiffening.

He saw a man leaning against a rocking chair on the second-floor balcony of the villa, a cluster of golden flames slowly dying out at his fingertips.

And in front of him.

The "ghost" who had killed all his men finally appeared.

She is a seemingly harmless girl.

The girl's face and body were splattered with blood.

In her hand, she was holding the head of the Scorpion King's adjutant.

Seeing the Scorpion King looking over, the girl grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.

That smile sent a chill down the spine of Scorpion King, a king of assassins who had spent decades navigating mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Tang Tang casually tossed aside the severed head and walked step by step toward the Scorpion King.

"Hey, you bunch of trash, who sent you?"

Her voice was sweet and clear.

The Scorpion King's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

He opened his mouth, but Tang Tang grabbed his neck and lifted him up with one hand.

"Not going to tell?"

Tangtang tilted her head.

"Click."

A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.

The last vestiges of darkness in Qincheng were completely swept away.

Tangtang dropped the body and, like a kitten eager for praise, excitedly ran towards the villa's living room.

"Big brother! Big brother! Aren't I amazing!"

She was covered in blood and opened her arms as if to give Jiang Chen a big hug.

"They've all been dealt with! Not a single one escaped!"