Chapter 010: The Masked Assassin

Ling Nantian also felt a chill in his heart: he did not expect that he had not yet returned to his room, and unexpectedly, just as he was about to set off back to his country, he encountered this incident

Each guest room has its door closed

He stared blankly at the two masked men, but then noticed that one of them was holding a very familiar handgun: it was a golden Browning pistol. In his entire life, he had only seen his elder brother Ling Batian carry such a luxurious firearm. It was said that this golden Browning pistol was specially crafted for Ling Batian by Ling Xiong, who had someone commission it in the United States, and it was given to Ling Batian when he graduated from the Baoding Military Academy ten years ago. With the encouragement of this golden pistol, Ling Batian started from a grassroots officer in the Ling Family Army and rose to the position of deputy commander of the Ling Family Army today. It was said that this golden Browning pistol was specially crafted for Ling Batian by Ling Xiong, who had someone commission it in the United States, and it was given to Ling Batian when he graduated from the Baoding Military Academy ten years ago. With the encouragement of this golden pistol, Ling Batian started from a grassroots officer in the Ling Family Army and rose to the position of deputy commander of the Ling Family Army today.

Father, is that you? Has someone plotted against you?" In an instant, as Feng Yun turned around, she was taken aback to find that it was Feng Yi who had burst through the door. She hurriedly withdrew her foot and anxiously asked, her face drenched in sweat, her expression filled with fear and unease

The other club is used by guests from various countries, where the sound of music emanates and the lights are colorful

Feng Yi was trailing behind Ling Nantian as they returned to the cabin, with only a few seconds separating them. However, having faced numerous risks, the moment he stepped into the cabin leading to the corridor of the guest rooms, he sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat off

Damn it! Saving lives is urgent. I will risk everything. Feng Yi's heart tightened, tears streamed down his face, and he was frightened to the point of crying

Ling Nantian and Feng Yun seemed to be pulled and fell into the room, making a loud crash. It appeared that they hit their heads, and a scream of agony was heard

Feng Yun was startled and shivered for a moment, secretly thinking: It’s over, the young master is doomed. I am also going to die. Father was right, the young master and I are forever impossible. Heaven, why must you torment us so?

He pondered for a while and felt quite bored standing alone on the deck, so he unconsciously strolled back to the cabin, returning to his room

"No, you all... hurry up and tell me what happened? I'm dying of anxiety," Feng Yi shook his head, beads of sweat covering his forehead, and impatiently retorted to Feng Yun

"Something terrible has happened, the lives of the young master and Yun'er..." Feng Yi was so frightened that he was drenched in sweat, his eyes bloodshot, and he hurriedly jumped up and rushed towards Ling Nantian's door

Feng Yi burst in through the door

Today, how could this masked man use this handgun to kill Ling Nantian

The corridor leading to the guest rooms is narrow and long, with dim yellow lighting

Without weapons, how can one save others

What is going on here? Feng Yi, tall and imposing, looked down from a height, discovering two masked individuals lying behind Feng Yun. Blood had stained their masks red, both having head wounds with blood gushing out.

Bang bang ... ... Ah ... ... Plop ... ... Plop ... ... Bang ... ...