Yang Feng suddenly turned around, his dark eyes flashing with an astonishing light. He quickly realized there was no one behind him and immediately recovered.
"Is it just my imagination?"
"It seems that the drugging last night has put me on edge."
He shook his head slightly, closed his eyes to rest, and stopped thinking about it. Besides, with his strength, he estimated that no one could pose a threat to him.
Although it is in Jordan, the threat to him is relatively small.
However, around the corner, a stunningly beautiful assassin, with long, golden, wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, pressed her shapely body against the wall behind her.
He patted his chest gently with one hand, and cold sweat dripped down his fair forehead; he was still shaken.
"My God... How terrifying! How can this man be so incredibly vigilant!"
Her eyes were filled with terror. If that Chinese man discovered them, their Night Rose's plan to kill the god might be ruined.
This Chinese man was incredibly powerful, causing chaos and heavy losses throughout Japan!
However, there was no specific description of the situation; all that was known was that Japan suffered heavy losses and everything else was sealed off.
Whose heart is this?
Suddenly, a cell phone rang.
The instructors from various countries around them glanced at the scene, then continued to observe the situation on the field.
Yang Feng frowned slightly, took out his phone, and found that it was a call from the assassin Mei. He then answered the call...
"Hello, is this Young Master Yang? This is Jack Barrett. Roschel has appeared and is currently conducting some kind of illicit transaction at the Anport port in Jordan. The world's top ten assassins have already gone there!"
"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Jack." Yang Feng nodded seriously, feeling grateful. After all, Roschel was very important to him, as it concerned whether he could complete the assassin king's mission.
"No need to thank me, Young Master Yang. In Chinese terms, we're friends!"
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Yang Feng gave Liang Yekai a brief explanation and then hurriedly left the scene of the special forces conference.
"Huh? Why did he leave!" Han Shasha frowned in confusion, glanced at Yang Feng who was leaving, muttered to herself, and then a mocking look appeared on her face.
After leaving the special forces conference venue, he quickly checked the map on his phone, then summoned his Flame Sword and took flight.
After a while.
Hovering in the air above Angang, Yang Feng quietly concealed himself and observed the situation below from the sky.
Then, three black Rolls-Royce Phantoms slowly drove up and finally stopped at the edge of the dock.
A middle-aged man stepped down, and Roschel's face came into view.
Yang Feng smiled and murmured softly, "You really have bad luck, to actually run into me in Jordan."
With a calm smile, Yang Feng suddenly sensed several unusual figures approaching. Needless to say, they were the top ten assassins in the world!
Roschel was carrying a briefcase, the contents of which were unclear. Behind her were several bodyguards dressed in black, who were also Class A superhumans.
Because Yang Feng was standing high in the sky, he had a clear understanding of the specific strengths of the people below, so he remained calm and observed the situation.
If he pushes several A-level ability users to the brink, they might unleash their forbidden abilities. Yang Feng can stop one person, but he cannot stop a group of people.
He'll definitely get hurt by the explosion!
Being seriously injured is no pleasant experience, and Yang Feng doesn't want to go through it again.
After hovering in the air for fifteen minutes, a luxury cruise ship slowly came to a stop on the shore of the dock, with steps built on the ground.
A tall, slender man with long legs, arrogant eyes, light gray hair, distinctly European features, a fair complexion, and an aura of power emanating from him.
Five beautiful women followed closely behind him, all of whom were his wives, since polygamy was permitted in his country.
And this man is also powerful.
When Roschel saw the five stunningly beautiful European women behind him, her eyes lit up, but she quickly regained her composure.
“My good friend…Roschel, it’s been a long time!”
"Heathley, it's a great honor to see you again!"
Upon meeting, the two immediately stepped forward and embraced, a gesture of etiquette from their respective countries.
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Chapter 583 The Powerful Ye Aotian
A moment later, the two separated, their faces showing forced smiles. Everyone around knew that their concern was fake, and that their interaction was mainly driven by self-interest.
Roschel looked at the handsome Western face in front of her and smiled calmly. "Heathley, time is running out. Let's get this deal started and finished quickly. I'm not suited to be in this kind of place for long right now. You know I'm a hot commodity in the assassin world."
"Hahaha, what's there to be afraid of? If anyone dares to have designs on you right now, I, Heathley, will be the first to wipe them out!" Heathley laughed arrogantly, his eyes brimming with confidence.
"No, Heathley, although you are strong, the world's top-ranked assassins are not to be underestimated, so we should try to avoid unnecessary trouble."
Roschel paused slightly, then chuckled dryly. He still couldn't quite believe it. If a highly skilled assassin came to kill him from a distance, he might be caught off guard and die.
Heathley smiled and said, "Okay...where are my things?"