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Xiao Zheng didn't know who these people were, but they were definitely targeting him or Leng Ruobing and the others.
After washing his hands, Xiao Zheng put on an unconcerned expression and walked out with a cigarette dangling from his mouth.
The foreigners outnumbered them, so a few were not far from him. Just as Xiao Zheng approached the nearest assassin, he cracked a smile and said, "Hey buddy, got a light?"
The foreigner Xiao Zheng asked for a light frowned. Although he spoke Chinese, as a professionally trained assassin, he naturally understood the language.
"If you don't want to die, get lost!" The foreigner even spoke fluent Chinese.
Xiao Zheng smiled, then threw a punch instantaneously, hitting the foreigner's temple and knocking him out with a single blow.
The rest of them, thinking they'd been exposed, hurriedly drew their handguns from their waists, firing towards Xiao Zheng's location.
