"Protect the young master!"
At this moment, a group of burly men in suits and ties suddenly jumped out from the shadows, each holding a pistol. They quickly stood behind Zhang Yun, confronting the other group, which caused a strange look to flash in the eyes of the assassin in charge.
"I didn't expect you to be prepared. Let's retreat!"
Both sides have guns, and if a firefight breaks out, it's hard to say whether they can successfully kill Zhang Yun; both sides will definitely suffer heavy losses.
Clearly, the other party decisively abandoned the idea of continuing to kill Zhang Yun, and slowly retreated, preparing to withdraw and reconsider their next move.
"Trying to leave?" A chilling smile slowly curved Zhang Yun's lips. "Did you ask me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the well-trained bodyguards standing behind Zhang Yun widened their eyes, each one speechless with shock.
One by one, the cold-blooded killers opposite them seemed to be out of control, raising their guns and pointing them at their own heads.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...
As if they had planned it all along, the assassins pulled the triggers without hesitation, and with a dull gunshot, they all ended their lives.
"this……"
The bodyguards Zhang Bingbing sent were completely dumbfounded!
Are these guys possessed? They were just thinking of retreating, but they all committed suicide.
For a moment, even if they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Young Master, did you do this?"
A tall, handsome bodyguard, looking at Zhang Yun's calm back, asked in a trembling voice.
“How could I have done it?” Zhang Yun smiled and turned around, saying, “Maybe they were very insecure because I’m too handsome, so they shot themselves.”
"Well……"
Zhang Yun's narcissistic explanation left the bodyguards speechless, as if a crow had flown overhead.
However, the young master is indeed quite handsome and has a star quality.
etc.
Even if you're very handsome, it has absolutely nothing to do with someone's bizarre suicide, right?
We don't believe you for a second!
"Zhang Bingbing sent you, didn't she?"
After organizing his thoughts, Zhang Yun quickly connected the dots to his "older sister" Zhang Bingbing.
"Yes, young master," the handsome bodyguard replied, his tone revealing a greater degree of respect.
He knew that the suicides of those people on the other side were definitely related to the young master.
Perhaps this unassuming young master possesses special abilities.
"Okay, you guys go back. I don't need your protection," Zhang Yun waved his hand and said calmly.
As the only god among all the heavens and myriad realms, he certainly doesn't need the protection of these mortals, and the real young master they speak of is probably in grave danger.
"Young Master, but..." The handsome bodyguard looked troubled and embarrassed.
They were sent by the young lady. If they cannot guarantee the young master's safety 100%, they will have a hard time explaining themselves when they return.
"Are you deaf? I told you to get out of the way! Aren't you all conspicuous with so many people here?!"
A cold and authoritative rebuke came from Zhang Yun's mouth, causing the bodyguards to be slightly stunned before they quickly came to their senses.
"Yes, young master!"
The handsome bodyguard and his many subordinates quickly disappeared into the darkness of the night, but they did not actually leave. They were scattered throughout the Baiyun Residential Area, vigilantly patrolling every suspicious person in the vicinity.
This is their duty.
After all the bodyguards left, Zhang Yun's face turned cold, and a wisp of golden flame suddenly shot out from his palm.
Wherever the golden flames passed, corpses were burned to ashes, turning into nothingness, as if they had never existed in this world.
"I never expected that strange fire would be such a good thing for destroying corpses and covering up evidence."
After a brief sigh, Zhang Yun's cold eyes suddenly shifted, and his figure vanished from the spot in a mysterious manner.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in a rented apartment on the fifth floor of a building in Baiyun Residential Area.
There lay the body of a boy on the ground, with traces of blood still flowing on the ground.
Just as the killers described, the boy was killed by a bullet to the head.
Being shot in the head results in instant death, with absolutely no chance of recovery.
Therefore, this boy was beyond dead, but...
"Holy crap, he really looks like me. No wonder everyone I meet mistakes me for him!"
Even though he was somewhat prepared, Zhang Yun was still quite surprised.
This dead guy actually inherited his good looks completely!
He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the boy floating above the corpse, his form indistinct, like a transparent soul. He could feel the resentment and intense hatred emanating from the soul.