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Chapter 461: The Black Assassin Trio
Chapter 461: The Black Assassin Trio
These three assassins seemed different from the average killer.
Facing Tie Kaicheng, they exuded an air of superiority, clearly confident that they had him at their mercy. Even if Tie Kaicheng cried out for help, they believed they could kill him and still leave unhurriedly, disregarding the over a dozen veteran escorts and hundreds of experienced runners within the headquarters of the Red Flag Escort Agency.
Yet, Tie Kaicheng was curious about them.
"Who are you? Why are you here to kill me?" Tie Kaicheng asked.
"Do we know each other?" The man on the left asked.
"No," Tie Kaicheng shook his head.
"Do we have any grudges?" The man on the right questioned.
"None," Tie Kaicheng denied again.
"Then, naturally, someone paid us to come after you. Black Assassination takes money for services, and our reputation in the jianghu is well-known," the middle man said with a laugh.
Black Assassination!
A somewhat irregular assassin organization, they were more like mercenaries from Gu Long's world than typical assassins.
Tie Kaicheng had heard of Black Assassination, but he didn't expect them to come for him. Weren't they supposed to be hired by the big boss to deal with Xie Xiaofeng, only to be taken out by Master Mao?
Tie Kaicheng's eyes swept over the three figures in the shadows, and he could confirm that the trio didn't include the Shaolin monk or the Wudang swordsman. Their accents also lacked the Eastern flavor, ruling out Jiang Dao and Sasaki.
"Do you look down on me? I recall that Black Assassination has nine members, yet only three of you are here?" Tie Kaicheng inquired.
"You're just a chief escort. The days of the Red Flag Escort Agency dominating the Central Plains are long gone. Tie Zhongqi is dead, so what are you?" The man in the center spoke arrogantly, and he had the credentials to back it up.
Indeed, in the original story, this Black Assassination nine-man group seemed incredibly incompetent, as Master Mao took them out one by one, with barely any resistance.
However, anyone who underestimated them because of this would soon meet their demise.
The previous challenger, Du Fang of the Black Devil Sword, actually had decent martial arts skills. He could pierce three teacups with a single sword stroke while keeping the cups intact, which already made him a notable figure in the jianghu.
Yet, he couldn't stand up to Hei Gui's blade.
And Hei Gui was just an average member of the Black Assassination group, perhaps slightly stronger than the weakest members, Lao Chai and Fu Tou, but he was no match for the Wudang swordsman or the Shaolin monk.
Thus, the Black Assassination nine-man group still held some influence in the jianghu.
If they didn't, why would Shaolin and Wudang allow these two outcasts to roam the jianghu so arrogantly, causing trouble without restraint?
However, the reason the leader said this wasn't because they truly looked down on Tie Kaicheng, but because their light martial arts were the most exceptional among them. They could silently kill Tie Kaicheng and leave without a trace.
After all, the Red Flag Escort Agency was still a major force in the Central Plains, with nearly twenty veteran escorts and hundreds of experienced runners within its headquarters. A direct assault wouldn't guarantee their safety.
With this, Tie Kaicheng knew who the three were.
"Hei Gui, Qing She, and Ding Erlang?"
"Hehe, you are indeed the chief escort of the Red Flag Agency, with some discerning eyes," the man on the left stepped forward, his face glowing a bright green in the bright moonlight, revealing himself as Qing She.
The man on the right had a gourd and a sword hanging at his waist, his face flushed with alcohol—none other than Ding Erlang, a former magnate from Guanzhong.
The man in the center wore black, his slender frame contrasting with his distinctive eyes. Those eyes exuded malice and venom, like a snake eyeing its prey. Even when he smiled, it was a sinister and venomous grin.
He was Kansai Langzi, the Black Ghost of Myanmar, Hei Gui!
"So, you don't plan on telling me who hired you to kill me?"
"You should be grateful that Jiang Dao, Sasaki, Bai Mu, and the Earth Monk aren't here today," Qing She said with a smile. "So we won't make your death too painful. Rest assured."
Hei Gui shot them a sideways glance and said indifferently, "Stop wasting time. Let's get this over with."
For twenty years, the Red Flag Escort Agency had been a formidable force in the Central Plains. Although most of its reputation was built by Tie Zhongqi, the fact that Iron Kaicheng could peacefully take over the agency, foil Tian Zun's plot, and even blind Mei Changqing with a single strike showed that he was no slouch.
Thus, Hei Gui decided that they should strike together, ensuring a swift kill.
Ding Erlang made the first move. His figure leaped, and his long sword flourished, creating a dazzling array of sword flowers that enveloped Iron Kaicheng's right side. Within the flashing cold light, it was impossible to tell if the strike was aimed at his neck or ribs.
Qing She appeared to be swinging his short dagger towards Iron Kaicheng's neck, but his left hand remained hidden in his sleeve, clearly grasping a hidden weapon ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Hei Gui, the smallest in stature, was also the fastest. In a flash, he appeared three feet in front of Iron Kaicheng. His right hand drew a two-foot-long Burmese sword from his waist, and with a slight flick of his wrist, the sword bent slightly as he aimed for Iron Kaicheng's armpit.
The trio worked in perfect harmony, leaving Iron Kaicheng with nowhere to dodge. If he retreated, Qing She's hidden weapon would ensure he had nowhere to fall back.
Of course, Iron Kaicheng had no intention of retreating.
Just as Hei Gui's Burmese sword was about to reach his armpit, Iron Kaicheng began to draw his sword.
But before Hei Gui's sword came within three inches of its target, the tip of Iron Kaicheng's sword had already reached Hei Gui's throat.
"Clang!"
In the aftermath of the sword's ring, Iron Kaicheng's long sword had already returned to its sheath. If not for the lingering resonance, no one would have believed that he had just drawn his sword.
Yet, Hei Gui, Qing She, and Ding Erlang froze in their tracks. Though they were all three feet away from Iron Kaicheng, their eyes reflected a trace of unimaginable fear as they looked at him.
The next moment, three blood arrows shot out from their throats.
At the same time, the Rong Escorts on guard outside the courtyard heard the sword ring and rushed over with a few runners. "Chief Escort, what happened?"
Iron Kaicheng nodded, "It's over. Come and help clean up."
(End of Chapter)
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