Chapter 010: The Masked Assassin

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

"No, you all... quickly tell me what happened? Father is extremely anxious." Feng Yi shook his head, beads of sweat covering his forehead, and impatiently retorted to Feng Yun

The window facing the balcony was shattered, with a large hole pierced through it. Ling Nantian stood in front of the window, fists clenched, looking very angry. At his feet lay the corpse of a masked man, the blood staining Ling Nantian's leather shoes.

Feng Yi felt a sinking sensation in his heart and quickened his pace, only to see Ling Nantian and Feng Yun standing at the door of their room with their hands raised. Inside Ling Nantian's room, two hands emerged, each holding a pistol, aimed respectively at the foreheads of Ling Nantian and Feng Yun

You little rascal, you are quite clever. After I scolded you, it seems to have had some effect? Haha, good! Ah, it seems I have spoiled you in the past. Everything was done according to your temperament. Now that I have scolded you, you have become obedient. Hmm, it appears that for young people, scolding is necessary. It seems I will have to frequently discipline you in the future, to scold you into becoming a useful person. Even if you end up hating me later, I will still have done right by General Ling. Sigh, if only you could forget Tian Feiyan after returning to the country. Hmm, I will have to scold you more in the future, to keep you away from women. Since Yun'er likes you, when I return to the ancient city, I will propose to General Ling that you marry Yun'er. " Feng Yi watched as Ling Nantian and Feng Yun walked away hand in hand, and he pointed at Ling Nantian's back, lost in thought, feeling somewhat emotional and also gaining some insights.

In an instant, her delicate face turned pale, devoid of any color, and she appeared dejected.

Feng Yunzhen was facing away from him when he suddenly heard someone burst through the door. He instinctively threw a punch, quickly turned around, and then raised his foot to kick Feng Yi in the abdomen

What is going on

He could no longer care about much, and he kicked the door hard with his foot

The rooms of the three individuals are adjacent to each other

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

Creak ... ... the door was kicked open, accompanied by the sound of the bolt breaking.

Is my elder brother afraid that I will take his position? So, he intends to send someone to kill me on my way back home? No! It is impossible! It was my elder brother who urgently sent a telegram asking me to return. I have never involved myself in the military and political affairs of the ancient city, nor have I inquired about any matters concerning the Ling family. I have no ambition whatsoever. My elder brother and I share the same father; blood is thicker than water, and he would never send someone to assassinate me. ... But this golden pistol ... I have never involved myself in the military and political affairs of the ancient city, nor have I inquired about any matters concerning the Ling family. I have no ambition whatsoever. My elder brother and I share the same father; blood is thicker than water, and he would never send someone to assassinate me. ... But this golden pistol ...

Suddenly, a gun was pointed at my forehead; as soon as the gun fired, my life would be over. All the ideals and goals of my life would be finished.

Her gaze dimmed, losing its vitality

However, when one's forehead is being pointed at by a gun, no matter how skilled one is, it is of no use; he can only obediently raise his hands.

Among them, there is a club exclusively for Japanese people, where they indulge in drinking and merriment, occasionally discussing matters such as how to seize the "flower girls" after occupying China and how to enjoy themselves. They speak in Japanese, but it is uncertain how much Feng Yi can understand.

It is somewhat eerie

"Not good, young master is in danger! Yun'er..." Feng Yi's heart tightened, as if caught in a stormy sea. He murmured and quickly rolled over, lying flat on the corridor.

Each room has its door closed

Ling Nantian felt a chill in his heart: he did not expect that he had not yet returned to his room, and that he would encounter such a matter so soon after setting off back to the country

What is going on here? Feng Yi, tall and imposing, looked down from a height, his hair and the image of the book contrasting with the scene. Behind Feng Yun lay two masked individuals, their masks stained red with blood, each having a gaping wound in their heads, blood oozing out.

Upon entering the cabin, the sound of the waves is inaudible; however, the cabin is quite noisy, with bursts of piercing laughter emanating from the two clubs.

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

He stared blankly at the two masked men, but then noticed that one of them was holding a very familiar handgun: a golden Browning pistol. In his lifetime, he had only seen his elder brother, Ling Batian, carry such an extravagant firearm. It was said that this golden Browning pistol was specially crafted for Ling Xiong in the United States and was given to Ling Batian, who had just graduated from the Baoding Military Academy ten years ago. With the encouragement of this golden pistol, Ling Batian started as a junior 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 Xiong in the United States and was given to Ling Batian, who had just graduated from the Baoding Military Academy ten years ago. With the encouragement of this golden pistol, Ling Batian started as a junior officer in the Ling Family Army and rose to the position of Deputy Commander of the Ling Family Army today.

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

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 quickly retracted her foot and anxiously asked, her face drenched in sweat, her expression filled with fear and unease

Despite the imminent danger, he still sought opportunities to counterattack and escape.

He moves swiftly, lying low without a sound, displaying extraordinary skills

He lay in the corridor, slightly raising his head to look: he saw two masked individuals wearing hats slowly emerge from Ling Nantian's room, each extending a hand to grasp the shoulders of Ling Nantian and Feng Yun, pulling them into the room.

"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

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 was heard

Oh, it is like this... Feng Yun urgently recounted the details of the perilous situation...

Those wealthy merchants or compradors are dancing inside

"Yun'er, it is your father!" Feng Yi raised his elbow to block a punch thrown by Feng Yun, and spoke in a low voice.

It is his daughter and the young master who are being threatened and are in danger of their lives

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

How can one save others without weapons

In times of danger, her first thought was the safety of Ling Nantian, followed by reflections on her lifelong commitment with him

However, one cannot allow the two masked individuals to manipulate at will

Then, the door to the room and the picture book was closed

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

Ah... bang... clang... He had just instinctively touched his waist when he heard a faint scream coming from inside the room

Feng Yi burst in through the door

However, the door is closed

Just now, she held hands with Ling Nantian and returned to his room. Upon arriving at the door, they discovered that it had already been opened. Inside the room stood two masked individuals, each holding a handgun pointed at their foreheads.

"Mother! 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

"Father, are you alright? Is anyone following you?" At this moment, Feng Yun seemed much calmer. She peeked outside to see that there was no one in the corridor, then closed the door and quietly asked Feng Yi.

What on earth is happening? Is the young master really dead like this?

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 pressed his ear against the door, his hands touching his waist, feeling both angry and anxious, for he had to be searched before boarding the ship and had not brought any weapons with him

There are neither knives nor guns