"I still don't understand why the employer would pay such a high price to have me kill you. But I feel that this is an insult to me in itself!"
Jiang Chuan laughed, a calm laugh.
"Actually, I also don't understand who it is that keeps trying to kill me over and over. But every assassin who comes to kill me, I let them understand one thing."
"And that is, I cannot be killed!"
After Jiang Chuan finished speaking, he moved suddenly.
The assassin's pupils dilated abruptly, his hand instinctively raised, and two chopsticks were ready to strike.
However, the chopsticks slipped powerlessly from his palm.
Because a chopstick-sized blood hole appeared on his forehead.
Blood sprayed everywhere recklessly.
The assassin's body fell to the ground with a thud.
He died not knowing how he was killed.
His killing move was fast enough, but he couldn't see Jiang Chuan's movements at all.
Because Jiang Chuan was even faster than him!
"Ah!"
