"I'm headed for disaster? Ha, that's ridiculous!"
The Cobra burst into laughter as if he had heard some hilarious joke. Using the laughter as a cover, he suddenly produced a throwing knife from nowhere: "You go..."
"Crack—"
At that moment, a soft click sounded from behind his neck.
"...die!"
The Cobra finally uttered the last word, but as he said "die," his body swayed and he collapsed onto the ground, limp.
"Clang—"
A clear metallic sound rang out as the knife hit the floor.
Clearly, Lo Hanyan had made her move from behind the Cobra!
This was the plan Ye Xiaofei had devised the night before—
Get the address of the assassin, find a way to trick the assassin into opening the door, then strike him head-on. If that didn't work, Lo Hanyan would follow up with a second strike from behind.
And indeed, the plan had worked!
"You didn't go for the kill, did you?"
Ye Xiaofei closed the door, turned around, and asked Lo Hanyan.
