C222 The Assassins Who Schemed Against Each Other

Zhang Yang lay next to Moo Qingwan, his heart still fluttering with a touch of excitement. It was his first time squaring off against a true assassin. He had never experienced such a sensation before.

Moo Qingwan's voice was a hushed whisper in his ear, "The ones we've just taken out were merely level-2 killers. Among those left, there's a level-1 killer