C4 Proficientlevel Flying Dagger Killing Technique!

Warton struck Anran across the face.

Her pale, icy complexion instantly swelled from the impact.

With a muffled groan, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth as she fixed a furious gaze on Warton. She longed to retaliate, but Jackson and John had swiftly moved to restrain her, each taking an arm.

Anran fought back fiercely, her eyes wide with rage. "Release me! Warton, you're accusing me falsely!" she exclaimed.

Warton's smile was chilling. "Violet, ever since you joined our ranks, I've harbored suspicions about you. You hail from Dragon Country, possess stunning beauty, and wield considerable power. Someone of your caliber would be an asset in any field!"

"And yet, you chose to align yourself with our organization, displaying an unusual level of devotion. Each mission you undertake is executed without a hint of personal agenda. Your unwavering commitment has always left me questioning your true intentions."

"As such, I've monitored your every move with the utmost caution!"

"This time, I've finally pinpointed your vulnerability!"

"What are you really after?" Warton demanded, stepping closer.

A subtle shift crossed Anran's features.

So Warton had been doubting her all along!

Yet outwardly, she maintained her composure, responding icily, "Warton, have you lost your mind? Attacking me without a shred of evidence? If the boss hears of this, you won't be spared."

Within the organization, Anran held the highest standing.

She also enjoyed the complete trust of the boss.

Despite Warton's seniority, he could not bear the wrath of their leader. Should the boss learn of this incident, Warton would undoubtedly face severe consequences.

"Violet, today the three of us will end you. Even if the boss is informed, all he'll receive is the news that Violet tragically fell during a mission," Warton declared, smirking.

Jackson and John shared a sinister laugh.

Anran's face contorted with shock.

Had they resolved to kill her?

She did not fear death.

She did not fear any challenge.

But more than anything, she dreaded dishonor.

Trembling with indignation, Anran realized the trio had conspired against her.

"Violet, I've yet to be intimate with a Dragon Country girl as beautiful and poised as you," John said with a lewd grin.

"Don't touch me!" Anran declared with a resolute gaze.

They had been wary of her from the start!

Nothing she said now would make any difference!

"I refuse to accept this! Am I really going to die like this? It's such a shame, I couldn't ensure my compatriot's safe escape!" Anran's eyes swept across the onlookers. Despite her deep reluctance and frustration, it was all futile now.

The one person Anran couldn't bear to leave behind was Lin Feng!

As a soldier, her sworn duty was to protect her nation and its people!

Anran had burst in with the sole purpose of ensuring Lin Feng's safe departure.

Regrettably, this only served to infuriate Warton and his crew.

"Violet, still so defiant at a time like this?" Jackson sneered lewdly. "If you plead, maybe I'll go easy on you later."

"Go to hell!" Anran fumed, her face flushed with rage as she cursed vehemently.

"Violet, Jackson's just looking out for you. Why lose your cool? Be nice to him, or you'll regret it later," John chimed in with a smirk.

"John, the more she fights back, the more I adore her," Jacks said with a sly grin.

Anran was seething with anger.

Jackson's laughter boomed uncontrollably.

He reached to rip open Anran's collar.

Anran's face turned deathly pale in an instant.

She realized she was utterly powerless to resist.

"What do I do now?"

Anran was frantic with desperation.

No matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape their grasp.

They had her completely immobilized, unable to move.

"Jackson, I swear I'll kill you!"

Anran screamed with all her strength.

Jackson ignored her, taunting, "No one's coming to save you!"

Anran's eyes welled up with tears; she was truly terrified!

Then, five gunshots echoed in rapid succession!

Almost immediately, agonizing screams followed!

Jackson, John, and Warton collapsed in pain!

John and Jackson had each taken a bullet to the chest and groin, while Warton had been hit squarely in the chest.

"Who said no one would come to save her?"

Lin Feng, with an icy expression, emerged from the shadows, Anran's pistol in hand.

He strode over to Anran and asked with concern, "Violet, are you alright?"

"It's you!" Anran exclaimed, her eyes widening in astonishment.

She had never imagined that in the nick of time, the young man she had intended to rescue would end up saving her!

Overwhelmed, Anran burst into tears.

"I'm okay," she said, her voice quivering as she quickly shook her head. She hastily dried her tears, stood up with a jolt, and delivered a fierce kick to Jackson, who let out a cry of pain.

The tables had turned dramatically!

Warton and his companions were completely taken aback.

"It's you!" Warton squinted, wincing as he clutched his chest. His gun had fallen to the ground, and he was a mix of astonishment and disbelief.

"Who exactly are you?" Warton realized they were powerless to resist. He was desperate to uncover Lin Feng's true identity.

"Who am I?" Lin Feng replied with a serene smile.

Then, three more gunshots rang out!

Warton, Jackson, and John were hit once more, and this time, they were finished.

Who was Lin Feng, really?

Sadly, they would never know the answer to that question.

"Congratulations, you have flawlessly completed the assassination mission. You are now awarded a random proficient-level skill!"

"Congratulations, you have acquired the proficient-level Flying Dagger Killing Skill, along with a bonus of 10 flying daggers!"

"The proficient-level Flying Dagger Killing Skill enables you to effortlessly eliminate any target within a 20-meter radius."

Simultaneously, a crisp system notification sounded.

"Proficient-level Flying Dagger Killing Skill? Impressive!" Lin Feng's eyes sparkled with approval upon hearing the news. He was extremely pleased.