The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

The night was dark and windy, with dark clouds obscuring the moon.

Deep within Black Wind Village, in the core warehouse area.

The defenses here are more than ten times tighter than the outer perimeter they visited before.

On the towering stockade walls, there was a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps.

Countless burning torches illuminated the area as bright as day, so bright that even a mosquito flying by could be clearly seen.

This is where General Lin Zhenxiong's true trump card lies.

He has almost emptied his savings of so many years in order to carry out his grand plan of rebellion at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.

The most elite heavy ballistae, high-grade refined iron, and the purest gunpowder were all secretly stockpiled here.

If they can take this place, Lin Zhenxiong's rebellion will be effectively strangled in advance.

In a secluded thicket outside the stockade wall.

Su Yaoyao lowered her body, like a black cat lurking in the dark night.

She peeked out with half her head out, carefully observing the patrol patterns on the city wall through the gaps in the grass.

The three patrol teams switched positions with only a five-second window between them.

Su Yaoyao silently planned her infiltration route.

She turned her head and looked at Su Jin, who was squatting behind her with a black burlap sack over his head.

Although the burlap sack was thick, the Barbie pink fluorescent light on Su Jin's body still stubbornly shone through the gaps in the burlap, faintly emitting an eerie halo.

A cheap lantern that leaks light in the dark.

"Brother, when we switch sides later, just follow my steps."

Su Yaoyao lowered her voice and gave a very serious instruction.

"Don't be reckless. If you expose even a little bit of your face, we'll both be riddled with bullets."

Upon hearing this, Su Jin's face, hidden inside the sack, turned completely black.

What does it mean to not be reckless?

He is the Crown Prince of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the fearsome killing god of the Eastern Palace, the living Yama himself!

Although I was forced to wear this tattered sack that smelled of moldy sweet potatoes tonight, and my whole body was glowing with a damn pink light.

But his inherent pride as a top assassin wouldn't allow him to be looked down upon by an eight-year-old girl!

"Shut up."

Su Jin's voice came through the sack, muffled, cold, and clenched through gritted teeth.

"Stealth and assassination? I am the true master."

"A mere broken wall and a few henchmen, is that something to make you cower?"

Su Jin took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the chaotic true energy surging within his body.

He wants to prove it with his actions!

Even with a sack over his head and his whole body glowing, he was still an invincible god of death!

Just as two patrol teams brushed past each other on the city wall, and a blind spot appeared in their view.

"Watch closely."

Su Jin let out a low shout and suddenly exerted force with both legs.

He used the most advanced lightness skill in the Great Abyss Kingdom, leaving no trace on the snow.

His body shot up silently from the ground like an arrow released from a bow.

With a light and graceful figure and elegant movements, he was like a night owl spreading its wings in the dark night, rushing straight towards the three-zhang-high wall.

Under normal circumstances, this move would be considered a textbook example of perfect infiltration for an assassin.

Silent and still, not even the leaves are disturbed.

However, Su Jin overlooked one of the most fatal things.

He is now a radiant being.

Therefore, when he used his superb lightness skill to glide through the air without any cover.

The pink glow, which was originally hidden by bushes and burlap sacks, now cast a dazzling pink afterimage in the night sky after it was unblocked!

Like a pink shooting star!

The guards on the city wall were yawning.

Suddenly, my vision blurred and the entire night sky was bathed in a dreamy Barbie pink.

"Holy crap! What the hell is that?!"

A guard rubbed his eyes, pointing at the unidentified flying object in mid-air with a burlap sack over its head and its body glowing pink; his jaw nearly dropped.

"A pink sky lantern? Or is it a wild boar from the mountains that has come to life?"

The other guard was also dumbfounded, completely unaware that this was an assassin.

After all, what assassin would fly through the sky under such a dazzling pink light, as if afraid that others wouldn't see them?

That's incredibly arrogant!

Su Jin, suspended in mid-air, listened to the exclamations of the guards below, his face inside the sack turning so red it was almost bleeding.

He wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground right now!

Desperate to regain his dignity, he used a bit too much force in that leap.

A soft "click" sounded.

Su Jin landed steadily on an open space in front of the warehouse door, maintaining the perfect crouching posture of an assassin.

However, as soon as he landed, the pink light on his body did not go out. Instead, it became even more dazzling due to the circulation of his true energy!

He alone illuminated the entire area within a radius of ten feet!

Now, if the guards pretend to be blind, they really will be blind.

"Enemy attack! Assassins!"

"Quick, bang the gong! A glowing sack monster has broken in!"

A mournful roar ripped through the night sky above Black Wind Stronghold.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The piercing sound of the gong, like a death knell, rang out frantically, echoing through the valley.

Hiding in the bushes, Su Yaoyao slapped her forehead in anguish.

I knew it! I knew my unlucky brother was unreliable!

[I told you to sneak, and you went and became a flare! Is that what you call stealth? That's more like making a grand entrance!]

Su Yaoyao was furious. Her teammate's actions had dragged the difficulty from easy mode to hell mode.

Su Jin, standing in front of the warehouse door, also panicked.

He never imagined that his pride and joy in his lightness skill would turn into a social disaster because of this damned fluorescent light.

"Damn it!"

Su Jin cursed under his breath, drew the dagger from his waist, and prepared to fight his way out before the large number of guards arrived.

However, he forgot the most crucial point.

He still had that black burlap sack with two holes torn out over his head!

When people are under extreme tension, their movements tend to become more exaggerated.

Su Jin suddenly turned around, and the sack on his head shifted due to inertia.

The two holes that were originally used for seeing were now positioned next to his ears.

His vision was plunged into pure darkness!

"Oh no!"

Su Jin's heart skipped a beat; he couldn't see anything anymore.

For a top assassin, losing sight of the enemy is a cardinal sin in warfare.

He wanted to take a step back and readjust the position of the sack.

It was this retreat that led to this.

"Click".

A faint, chilling click of a mechanism being ejected rang out clearly beneath Su Jin's feet.

Su Yaoyao had just climbed over the village wall when she heard this sound, and her heart clenched.

[Oh no! What bad luck! I've triggered a series of trapdoor mechanisms!]

next second.

The open space in front of the warehouse instantly came alive.

"Click click click click click".

A series of clicking and turning gears came from the walls and the ground on all sides.

The stone slabs on the ground immediately sank, revealing a dense array of steel barbs.

Dozens of hidden crossbow holes on the surrounding walls opened simultaneously.

Under the moonlight, countless heavy crossbow bolts, gleaming with a ghostly blue poisonous light, were fully drawn.

The arrow is aimed at the burlap sack man still glowing pink in the center of the open space!

Stealth operation failed!

A moment of life and death.

A loud "boom" resounded.

The heavy, iron-clad main warehouse door was pushed open from the inside.

A chilling aura, ten times colder than the winter night wind, surged out of the warehouse like a tidal wave.

Inside the gate, there were no mountains of refined iron and gunpowder.

Instead, dozens of top assassins, dressed in blood-red outfits and wearing Shura masks, stood in neat rows!

This is General Lin Zhenxiong's last trump card, which he secretly cultivated at great expense.

The Second Blood Drop Regiment!

They are more cold-blooded, crazy, and inhuman than the group of peripheral members who were previously recruited by Su Yaoyao using social security and housing fund schemes.

They were true suicide squad members, obeying only the order to kill.

Dozens of steel knives, coated with deadly poison, were drawn in the darkness, emitting a chilling scraping sound.

The murderous aura surrounded Su Yaoyao and Su Jin, sealing off all their escape routes.

The leader of the assassins stepped out from the crowd.

He held a burning torch in his hand, the leaping flames illuminating the hideous Asura mask on his face.

He looked at the strange man in the center of the open space, whose head was covered by a burlap sack and whose body was glowing pink, and then at the little girl next to him.

A hoarse, cruel laugh escaped his throat.

"You choose the path to heaven but refuse to take it, while barging into the gates of hell when there are none."

The leader raised the torch high and waved it sharply, his voice like a death knell from the deepest hell.

"Chop them up! Leave no one alive!"