The School Beauty's Super Rogue

However, as he ran, the male assassin felt that something wasn't quite right.

The sound of the wind behind him grew closer, and it seemed like he was about to be caught.

He glanced at his thigh subconsciously. The knife was still there, with fresh blood flowing out, but the blood was purple!

Have I been poisoned? No wonder I'm so slow!

The male assassin finally understood why, but he also felt a sharp pain in his back.

Swoosh!

As he fell, the male assassin saw a hole in his stomach, and a fist had punched through it.

Did someone actually punch through me?

That was the last thought in the male assassin's mind.

Watching the cold corpse fall before him, Qin Hao turned around expressionlessly.

Just then, the female assassin charged forward angrily, "You actually killed Donald, I will tear you to pieces!"

"Idiot!"

Qin Hao spat the curse coldly.

In fact, if it were a one-on-one fight, he could have dealt with the female assassin quickly.

The reason for the difficult fight was because the male assassin was assisting.

And also because he wanted to engage a bit longer to see how the female assassin's Huaxia Martial Arts fared.

It was now evident that the female assassin knew martial arts that focused on strength, but her inner strength was clearly not deep, meaning her abilities topped out at this level.

Facing the ferocious attack of the female assassin, Qin Hao infused all his inner strength into his fingers.

"Wumei Finger!"

A flash of thunderbolt surged through the restaurant. The female assassin's raised hands froze in midair, and her massive body halted abruptly.

Qin Hao's fingers pierced her shoulder. The immense inner strength nearly severed all vitality inside her.

"You..."

Rage lined the female assassin's wide-open eyes, her mask stained by the bright red blood.

Qin Hao didn't reply, his right finger withdrawing from the wound and lightly tapping her forehead.

Bang!

The female assassin's tall body hit the ground, her eyes still wide open with rage.

Though her life force had ebbed away, a flicker of life remained. Qin Hao left this on purpose; he wasn't in a hurry to kill the female assassin but wanted to extract more information from her.

Qin Hao crouched down and removed the female assassin's mask, revealing a somewhat familiar face.

"You... You're Northern Europe's female boxing champion, Nashid?"

Qin Hao carefully examined, finally confirming the identity of the female assassin.

Nashid, the female boxing champion, was of the same era as the Night Emperor. She had won the women's heavyweight gold belt and even defended it twice.

Later, it was said she was too powerful and unwilling to cooperate with betting companies, leading to her being hunted by the Mafia and killed.

Unexpectedly, she not only survived but became an assassin under the command of some force?

"Hey, surprised, aren't you?"

Near death, the female assassin showed no fear but an insane smile, "I know you left me alive for a reason. But I advise you to give it up. None of us will betray the chairman!"

"No wonder your voice sounded so familiar."

There was a hint of regret in Qin Hao's tone, "I actually went to your boxing match back in the day."

"No need to play the sympathy card, I won't say anything!"

The female assassin spoke while coughing up blood, her eyes full of hatred.

Qin Hao wasn't in a rush to interrogate her but continued, "I remember you had wealth and fame... So why would you willingly become someone's lapdog?"

"Lapdog?"

The female assassin coughed up a mouthful of blood, showing blood-red teeth, "Only someone as mundane as you would think that. The chairman has a world-focused heart, great ideals, and ambitions. Once we succeed, the entire world..."

As she spoke, her eyes widened, realizing she might have let something slip.

"Go on, keep talking?"

Qin Hao's face was filled with mockery. Nashid indeed had a strong body but a simple mind, proving that a goading strategy was more effective than coercion or bribery.

At the same time, he grew curious about the "chairman" mentioned by the female assassin.

This person, able to brainwash the female assassin, must be extraordinary. Who could it be?

He pondered for a moment, finding foreign forces quite average, mostly on par with Trish, incapable of subduing Nashid.

"I deserve to die! I nearly exposed the chairman!"

The female assassin yelled in distress, tears uncontainably flowing from her eyes.

To her, betraying the chairman seemed an unforgivable act.

"Foolish."

Qin Hao cursed inwardly and was about to continue using goading tactics when he noticed the female assassin's eyes dimming, fresh blood seeping from her lips.

Dead?

Qin Hao was startled. He opened the female assassin's mouth to find half a tongue, bloody and mangled!

Silence.

Qin Hao was quite shaken. He had killed many, but among those who embraced death serenely for an ideal, Nashid was the only one.

"That chairman must be remarkable indeed, making even this she-dragon willingly face death."

Qin Hao sighed, moving over to remove the mask of the male assassin, discovering he was another well-known figure in Europe.

This was Chen Kangna, a long-distance running champion from the Sun Never Sets Empire. He had won various major competitions, including the top-tier Olympics.

Such outstanding achievements hadn't made Chen Nade an imperial favorite. On the contrary, as a mixed-race of the Empire and Huaxia Country, he constantly faced discrimination.

Later, it was heard that Chen Nade, unable to endure domestic prejudice, chose to live incognito in another country.

"Unexpected, Nashid, and Chen Nade... Seems like the chairman specializes in recruiting notable figures?"

Qin Hao murmured as he removed the masks of three others. As expected, they were also renowned Europeans!

Soon, Qin Hao reached a conclusion: the five people had different identities but shared remarkable pasts, apparently falling suddenly to obscurity and vanishing from society...

"What kind of organization could this be?"

Lost in thought, the sound of many footsteps came from the restaurant door.

Qin Hao looked over to see Chen Ruohao leading a group from the Ancient Martial Alliance charging in.

The assassination had long since scared away the other customers. Perhaps the battle was so fierce it surpassed the ordinary person's psychological threshold, so much so that the hotel hadn't even sent a single security officer.

Thus, in the vast restaurant, there was nothing but Qin Hao and the five assassin corpses.

"You alright, Younger Brother Qin?"

Chen Ruohao glanced around and, seeing that the threat was eliminated, asked perfunctorily.

He didn't genuinely care, as the Night Emperor's skills were widely known; he didn't believe a few assassins could harm him.

But seeing Qin Hao holding his left arm, with spots of blood there, he was astonished, "Are you really injured?"

Qin Hao found it amusing, "What else? Does the Alliance Leader believe I'm Superman?"

He loosened his grip, revealing a bloody bullet hole in his left shoulder, with fresh blood continuously pouring out.

Earlier, to control his stamina, he had used inner strength to block the wound, stopping the blood flow. Now that the fight was over, withdrawing his inner strength naturally caused the blood to gush out quickly.