"Go!" Though the chill in their hearts was hard to suppress, as a professional assassin, the mission was more important than life itself.
"Run." Suddenly grabbing Ling Miaomiao's hand, Ling Xi turned on her heels and ran.
A group of assassins looked at each other, stunned for a moment.
What in the world was going on? They hadn't even made their move yet, and the targets were already running!
It seemed they had been discovered!
The moment of surprise was brief; after all, they were experienced assassins. The next second, they gave chase.
But...
"Oh dear... sorry to intrude, but we might have to interrupt." The once-empty alleyway suddenly became even more crowded.
With a piece of dogtail grass dangling from his mouth, seemingly plucked from some hidden corner, Tang Si grinned lazily at the others.
"Who are you?" The leader of the assassins eyed the sudden appearance of seven people, his gaze wary and his body radiating murderous intent.
