Volume 1, Rebirth of a Prodigy, Chapter 227: The Little Mosquito Strikes
The mosquito, which had overdosed on drugs, finally awoke from its stupor and spread its wings to fly out of the dusty corner. It then immediately displayed the entire scene of the garage in Zhou Ziwei's mind through its eyes.
Because the garage door was quite large, and outside was an empty road, some scattered light shone through the cracks in the door, making the garage not as dark as the stadium. Once the eyes adjusted to this level of darkness, one could vaguely see the surroundings. The little mosquito, who lived in darkness, had exceptionally bright eyes in the dark. If Zhou Ziwei could not see clearly with his own eyes, then through the little mosquito's eyes, the dark world suddenly became countless times clearer.
This doesn't mean that the little mosquito's eyesight is several times better than Zhou Ziwei's; it's just that they focus on different aspects. The little mosquito is better at seeing in the dark, but its vision is limited to a short distance, while Zhou Ziwei's vision can see things very far away, but in very dark places, he is basically no different from a blind person.
As for the ladybug... it doesn't have good eyesight, so Zhou Ziwei didn't use the ladybug to help him monitor the enemy backstage, because the ladybug was simply useless in that situation.
Through the mosquito's eyes, Zhou Ziwei saw that four assassins were actually hiding in the garage.
The four assassins were all dressed like members of the Flying Tigers, all in black, wearing masks and infrared night vision goggles. Two of them were carrying automatic rifles, while the third was empty-handed, but his body was bulging, indicating that he was hiding a lot of things at his waist. Zhou Ziwei guessed that this person was also an assassin skilled in using concealed weapons.
The three people were all hiding in three different corners of the garage, but because the little mosquito was flying in mid-air, it spotted them all at once.
The last man stood brazenly in the center of the garage, not hiding at all. He was holding an unconscious woman in his arms, and a gun was gently pressed against her temple.
What kind of show is this?
Zhou Ziwei paused for a moment, then specifically instructed the little mosquito to fly closer to the hostage-taker. He then realized that the hostage looked somewhat familiar, and seemed to be a famous Hong Kong actress.
What's wrong with these assassins? Why would they just grab some random, unknown celebrity? Are they trying to use her to blackmail me? I don't even know her, and I'm not so altruistic as to risk my life to save every beautiful woman I see! If they're trying to blackmail Chen Linlin... that's somewhat possible. Maybe this celebrity is a friend of Chen Linlin's in the industry, or even... a sexual partner with whom she has a close relationship.
However, Chen Linlin is now in a precarious situation. Even if those assassins threaten her with her girlfriend, would she really risk her life and commit suicide for others?
Zhou Ziwei once again surveyed the garage through the mosquito-like device, concluding that these people were likely using the hostage in the killer's hands to distract him and Chen Linlin before the three hidden killers would launch a surprise attack. If he and Chen Linlin appeared at the garage entrance and saw the hostage, they would inevitably pay close attention, especially since it was dark and they wouldn't even be able to see the hostage's face under normal circumstances. Everyone has someone they care about most, so when they suddenly see someone holding a hostage, they would instinctively want to know if the hostage is someone they care about. And if they were even slightly distracted, they would fall right into the trap... Two automatic rifles... Even if the two killers weren't great marksmen, the space was cramped, and if they fired a burst of bullets, even a fly would be killed by their dense barrage.
Moreover, there is a skilled assassin at the very back, ready to launch a sneak attack at any moment.
If I hadn't seen the situation clearly through the mosquito's eyes and had rashly barged in, the outcome could very well have been tragic...
Zhou Ziwei inwardly gasped, cursing the assassins' despicable behavior in his heart. Unexpectedly, Chen Linlin, whom he had been holding in his arms and almost ignoring, suddenly shifted her graceful body uneasily, softly moaning, "Why...why aren't you moving...am I too heavy...would you...would you put me down first...okay?"
Unexpectedly, Chen Linlin's words immediately alerted the four assassins hiding in the garage. The four men tensed up and adjusted their postures and positions, making their final preparations.
Zhou Ziwei chuckled and said, "No need... You're so slim, how could you be fat? I could carry you all night and I wouldn't get tired... I didn't mean that, I meant... you really aren't heavy. And you... you walk way too slowly for me, so... until we're completely out of danger, it's better if I carry you... Just so you know, I'm not trying to take advantage of you!"
Listening to Zhou Ziwei's righteous and stern words, and feeling the two large hands that were holding her plump buttocks and large breasts, and clearly feeling a hard spot under his lower abdomen, Chen Linlin was speechless. But for some reason, she didn't feel any aversion to this guy taking advantage of her. On the contrary, she felt a soft and comfortable sensation all over her body, even more comfortable than when her sister Xiao Ai was affectionately caressing her... This made Chen Linlin blush without realizing it.
Her hands instinctively tightened around Zhou Ziwei's neck, and she buried her head deeply in Zhou Ziwei's chest, too ashamed to lift her head.
Zhou Ziwei didn't have time to pay attention to what Chen Linlin was thinking. He knew that in this situation, he would have to resort to some extraordinary measures. After all, he was going to face four assassins at once, and they were holding hostages. He couldn't possibly deal with them using conventional methods. One wrong move and he might kill Chen Linlin, and the hostage would probably be in even greater danger.
Although Zhou Ziwei didn't care about the hostage, he wasn't so cold-blooded as to disregard the life and death of an innocent person. If he could be rescued safely, that would be good.
But what methods should be used to deal with these assassins? A soul roar is definitely not an option. There's an open road outside, and who knows if the students who were waiting here have left yet? If I stand here and roar, and it knocks down a large number of people outside, that... will definitely cause panic.
As for the new cross-shaped darts... they'd be quite effective against the three assassins hiding nearby, but against the guy holding the hostage, they might end up killing the hostage as well. The new cross-shaped darts aren't slow, but to a truly trained expert, they're still detectable. If the assassin feels his life is threatened, he'll probably pull the trigger immediately—that's almost a certainty. These guys who become assassins don't value human life, and they're definitely the kind of people with twisted social psychology who hate society. Even if they're about to die, they'll try their best to take one or two people down with them.
If it were a ladybug that launched the sneak attack, the assassin probably wouldn't have had a chance to react at first. However, for the ladybug to kill the opponent, it would have to crash into the opponent's body. Even if it crashed directly into the opponent's brain, the process from external trauma to irreparable brain damage and death would be a brief moment. That brief moment would be enough for the assassin to pull the trigger before dying. So... this method of sneak attack doesn't seem very safe either.
After a slight hesitation, Zhou Ziwei decided to let the mosquito that had just absorbed a large amount of toxins try it. It was just a tiny mosquito. Even if the assassin saw the mosquito land on him, he probably wouldn't be in the mood to pay attention to it in such a tense situation. And even if the mosquito bit him, he might not be very alert to the slightly itchy wound.
After all, even ordinary mosquitoes are poisonous. Zhou Ziwei didn't know how poisonous this little mosquito, which had just sucked the venom, could be. But he estimated that even if it didn't kill the guy immediately, it would probably slow down his reaction. And as long as he could slow down the assassin's reaction, Zhou Ziwei had plenty of ways to silently eliminate him.
Since being captured by Zhou Ziwei, the little mosquito has never been of any use. Now is the perfect opportunity to test its strength. If it is found that its venom is not very harmful to humans, then Zhou Ziwei will only be able to use it for tasks such as surveillance and tracking.
The little mosquito was immediately excited upon receiving the message from Zhou Ziwei through their soul connection. Although it was only recently born, the little guy was surprisingly intelligent, already showing signs of wanting to compete with the ladybug. Seeing that it could be valued by Zhou Ziwei, it excitedly spun around in the air once, and then, like an invisible arrow, it stabbed fiercely at the assassin's exposed hand...
Unfortunately, the little mosquito didn't want to sting the assassin's hand, since it was the extremity. Injecting the venom into this area and then having it circulate through the bloodstream to the heart would take a considerable amount of time. Even if the mosquito's venom was extremely potent, it couldn't possibly kill instantly. However, the assassin had wrapped himself up so tightly that, apart from his hands, there was practically nowhere for the mosquito to bite. And because the mosquito was so small, its stinger was less than two millimeters long, making it impossible to pierce the assassin's clothing. Left with no other choice, it had to bite the assassin's hand.
The mosquito's quick movements immediately caught the assassin's attention. However, just as Zhou Ziwei had predicted, even though he saw a mosquito flying towards him, he ignored it and didn't even flinch. He simply let the mosquito land on his hand and then bite him hard.
The mosquito bit down, then sucked a large mouthful of the killer's blood, injecting as much venom as possible into the killer's capillaries. The mosquito then flapped its wings and fled to the side as if its life depended on it.
It wasn't stupid; it knew the poison it had just spat out must have been very potent. If that guy realized he was poisoned and went berserk, it would probably slap him to death on the spot...
"Huh... I... why do I suddenly feel so sleepy? Damn it... I really want to lie down and get a good night's sleep right now..." The assassin, prepared to deal with any potential target who might burst into the garage, didn't react at all when a mosquito landed on his hand. However, after the annoying mosquito flew away, he suddenly felt an unbearable wave of drowsiness wash over him. Even with his rigorously trained nerves, he couldn't hold on for long. After about ten seconds, he finally let go, releasing the unconscious actress he was holding, along with the pistol in his hand. Then he lay flat on his back on the ground, emitting a series of even snores.
What is this guy doing? Why did he release the hostages... Damn, he seems to be asleep.
The other three assassins, who were on high alert, never expected that their partner, who was supposed to distract the target, would fall asleep at the door. It was unbelievable! Even if he hadn't slept a wink all night and had been on some woman's belly ten or eight times, there was no way he'd be so exhausted as to collapse and fall asleep under these circumstances! Did he have a death wish? The organization was taking this mission more seriously than ever before. If anything went wrong because of him, he would not only be dead, but he would also face severe punishment from the organization before his death, a punishment that would be worse than death.
However, their target was right outside the door. Although the three assassins saw that the guy was sleeping on the ground, none of them were willing to expose themselves and go over to see what had happened to him. Then they realized that the guy was fast asleep on the ground, which could definitely distract someone who had suddenly barged into the garage. It was like seeing someone running naked on the street; even the most curious person would have to take a second look.
What's more, right next to that assassin was a gorgeous and sexy female celebrity lying on the ground... Well, the intelligence said that this target didn't like men, only beautiful women... And the beautiful woman lying on the ground now undoubtedly had the most voluptuous and alluring figure for both men and women. Since she was a lesbian, there was no reason not to take a second look!
Thinking of this, the three hidden assassins stopped caring about what their companion in the middle was up to. They just nervously gripped their guns or touched the hidden weapons tucked at their waists, their six-pointed eyes fixed on the doorway.
A sense of unease settled over them. They had clearly heard them talking outside, so why hadn't they seen them for so long? Could it be... that these two were getting carried away and... did it right there outside? Hmm... that was quite possible. From their conversation, they were clearly flirting... Damn, women flirting with each other... that must be quite a spectacle.
Just as the three assassins were staring at the doorway, lost in thought, the assassin whose hand was on his concealed weapon suddenly felt a barely perceptible sting on his wrist. However, he paid no attention to it and remained motionless, his eyes fixed on the doorway.
Assassins like them must possess the qualities of revolutionary martyrs. When lying in wait, even if they lie in one place for three days and three nights, their nerves must be constantly on edge, without the slightest slackening. During this process, as long as their own lives are not threatened, they cannot react even if a rat crawls across their face, otherwise the operation may immediately fail.
This assassin, skilled in using concealed weapons, clearly possessed a higher level of professionalism than ordinary assassins. Throughout the entire process, he didn't even glance at the corner of his eye, and although he guessed that some insects might be biting him, he didn't even look at them.
But about five seconds later, the assassin suddenly felt his head getting increasingly dizzy and his consciousness becoming increasingly blurred... After struggling desperately for a few seconds, his best professional skills as an assassin finally became useless. His neck tilted, his body went limp, and he slid down against the corner of the wall, then began to snore rhythmically.
How could another one be asleep!
Hearing the snoring coming from that spot, the remaining two assassins finally sensed that something was wrong. The assassin hiding on the left side of the garage, who was holding an automatic rifle, was about to run over to see what was going on when a strong sense of drowsiness immediately swept over him. He didn't even struggle for five seconds before dropping the automatic rifle in his hand, and before he even fell down, he was already snoring like thunder.
Volume 1, Rebirth of a Prodigy, Chapter 228: Necromantic Attack
Something's strange!
The last remaining assassin was finally at his wit's end. He watched as his companions fell to the ground one after another, fast asleep. If he still didn't realize that someone was playing tricks on him, then he would be a complete idiot. But when he looked around, he couldn't see even a ghost, which made him even more terrified.
The assassin knew that if he continued to lurk in that corner waiting to assassinate Chen Linlin, he would surely follow in the footsteps of his companions within seconds. He no longer cared about concealing himself, cried out, and jumped out of his hiding place. Then, as if possessed, he roared and frantically ran towards the garage's main entrance, rifle in hand. He knew the target of this operation was in the corridor outside the door. If he killed the female celebrity, he could immediately receive a bounty of 100 million yuan, and he could retire immediately.
So even though he was on the verge of collapse, he still didn't forget to make one last desperate attempt. If he succeeded, he could live a peaceful and comfortable life for the rest of his days.
Just as the assassin was about to rush out the door, his hand was already on the trigger of his automatic rifle. The moment he saw his target, he would relentlessly empty the entire magazine. He refused to believe that… the narrow corridor was only a little over two meters wide, with no cover whatsoever. He couldn't possibly kill the female celebrity before he ran out of bullets. Even if the celebrity's bodyguards were skilled, it wouldn't matter. Intelligence indicated that even though the guests were all big-name Hong Kong and Taiwanese stars, their bodyguards weren't allowed to carry firearms. And if the enemy didn't have a gun, even if they were kung fu stars like Jackie Chan or Jet Li, they would be riddled with bullets in an instant by his automatic rifle!
However, just as the assassin stepped one foot out of the threshold, with most of his body still inside the garage, he heard the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air coming from afar.
The female celebrity's bodyguard ambushed her with a hidden weapon!
The assassin had undergone rigorous training. Although he was skilled with firearms, he was also quite familiar with concealed weapons. He knew what was going on as soon as he heard the sound of wind.
He sneered inwardly, guessing that his opponent had predicted his location by the sound of his footsteps and thus launched a hidden weapon in advance. If he were inexperienced and rushed out without any precautions, he would be met with the hidden weapon before he even had a chance to fire.
However, he had already discerned from the sound of the wind that hidden weapons were being fired, so he naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to rush out again.
Although the assassin had rushed out very quickly, it would have been difficult for him to stop immediately. However, he was an experienced assassin after all. With a sudden thought, he stretched out his left foot and lightly touched his right ankle. The assassin lost his balance and fell backward. At the same time, the automatic rifle in his hand suddenly dropped and hit the threshold hard, which completely stopped his momentum as he continued to rush forward. In the end, he just fell to the ground in the garage.
Just as the assassin's body was halfway down, a black dagger shot out from a distance with a chilling gust of wind and landed at the doorway. If the assassin hadn't stopped in time and had lunged forward, he would have inevitably run into the sharp dagger.
However, when the dagger reached the door, it didn't continue shooting straight forward. Instead, it suddenly drew an arc in the air and abruptly shot into the garage.
"Hiss..." The assassin, who was falling to the ground, saw it clearly through his infrared night vision goggles and gasped in shock. He thought to himself in utter horror, "Returning Force... This is the legendary Returning Force! So the legend is true! There really are people who can master the Returning Force, making ordinary projectiles change direction in mid-air. It's unbelievable... Luckily, I rushed too fast just now. To stop, I could only fall backward. Otherwise, if I had just taken two steps back, it would have been very difficult to dodge this elusive dart!"
Just as the assassin was feeling incredibly relieved, he never expected that the dagger, which had been redirected and was aimed at the garage, would suddenly bend in mid-air as it passed over his head and then fall straight down...
"No...this is impossible!"
Seeing this utterly unacceptable scene unfold before his eyes, the assassin involuntarily let out a dying roar.
Just by looking at the style of the dagger, he knew that it belonged to his companion. It was a defensive dagger unique to night elves. In order to complete this mission, everyone carried such a dagger, and it was specially coated with a synthetic poison called "A Sigh," which had been treasured by the night elves for many years.
This poison is made entirely according to an ancient recipe. It takes hundreds of thousands of yuan worth of materials to synthesize a bottle of poison the size of a perfume bottle, making each drop more expensive than gold.
The name of this poison was given by the person who invented the formula in ancient times. It is said that the person was once a failed scholar, and was considered an intellectual among the outlaws of the time! That's why he named the poison he developed, meaning that the poison takes effect very quickly. As long as a drop is ingested or a little bit of this venom seeps into a wound, the person will die within the time it takes to let out a sigh.
As another experienced level-two assassin among the night elves, the assassin naturally knew how poisonous the dagger was, which was why he appeared so terrified.
Although the dagger wasn't flying very fast because it kept changing direction in the air, he would have been able to dodge it normally with his exceptional skills.
The problem is that he has just tripped over himself and is still falling down when both of his feet are lifted up at the same time.
This means that he is currently not touching the ground, like a floating duckweed in the air, with nowhere to get a foothold and therefore no way to dodge. Although he still holds the automatic rifle in his hand, it is now slung to his side beneath him.
Although the dagger wasn't flying particularly fast, it would have been too late for him to swing his heavy automatic rifle to block it.
Helpless yet unwilling to die by the poisoned dagger of his own organization, the assassin hardened his heart, suddenly threw away his rifle, and then, eyeing the rapidly falling dagger, swiftly grabbed it from the air...
As a level two assassin of the Night Elf, it's impossible for him to only master one skill. Although he is known for his marksmanship, he has also done training in catching and throwing projectiles before.
But he had only trained... After all, he didn't have much talent for hidden weapons, so his training results were really not good. Launching hidden weapons was alright, although his accuracy wasn't great, but at close range he wouldn't miss. But catching hidden weapons was difficult. Given his skill level, he could probably catch them 12 or 13 times out of 100 attempts, and at least 10 of those 12 or 13 times he would cut his hand.
Normally, if your hand gets cut, it's just a cut; it'll heal in a few days.
But now... he was facing a dagger coated with the deadly poison "A Sigh"... let alone cutting his hand, if even the slightest scratch on his fingertip caused a drop of blood to seep out... he would be completely doomed.
Although he wasn't even one percent sure he could catch the dagger safely, this was his last chance. Taking a gamble offered a sliver of hope, while not taking it meant certain death. So anyone would have taken that risk.
"Whoosh—crack—" In the blink of an eye, the assassin's eyes widened and he grabbed down, displaying an extraordinary ability to catch a hidden weapon. He accurately caught the two unbladed sides of the dagger, gripping them tightly with three fingers. One of the blades was less than two millimeters away from his thumb and forefinger. If his angle had been slightly off, he would probably be gone with a sigh now.
"Thump—" The assassin fell heavily to the ground, but he still gripped the dagger tightly without wavering. Otherwise, even the slightest tremor would have caused the dagger to tilt, and he would still be dead.
"Phew... I did it! I really did it!"
The assassin stared ecstatically at the dagger in his hand, almost unable to believe his eyes. There was practically only a one percent chance he'd managed to find it; he was truly destined to survive…
Only after his body had landed firmly on the ground did the assassin cautiously extend his other hand to grasp the poisoned dagger. However, just as he loosened his grip on the dagger with three fingers, it suddenly and strangely rotated slightly. And so… before he could even move his fingers, the sharp blade grazed them, and a trickle of black blood slowly seeped from the wound…
The killer was utterly stunned, his eyes fixed on a single drop of black blood gently dripping from his finger, and he let out a long sigh…
Zhou Ziwei was overjoyed to have finally eliminated the four assassins lying in ambush in the garage. However, this was not because the number of Night Elf assassins had decreased by four, but mainly because he discovered that the little mosquito had evolved such a strange ability simply by sucking the venom from a thumbtack.
Zhou Ziwei was certain that the poison applied to the thumbtack was the same as the poison on the daggers carried by all the Night Elf assassins. It was a deadly poison that could kill instantly, but after the mosquito ingested it, it was neither killed by the poison nor assimilated by it. Instead, it decomposed into a completely different venom within its body... Anyone bitten by it would fall into a deep sleep within seconds.
For Zhou Ziwei, this kind of sedative is much more useful than poison that can kill instantly. After all, Zhou Ziwei is not a cold-blooded and bloodthirsty person. He does not want to commit more killings unless absolutely necessary. However, he is often forced to kill people due to circumstances. Now that he has the ability of the little mosquito, it will be much more convenient in the future.
As long as the mosquitoes pounce on the opponent and knock them unconscious, then whether to kill or spare them is entirely up to Zhou Ziwei's will.
However, the mosquito's venom reserves were still too low. It had only taken down three people when it became exhausted and could no longer spit out venom to kill a fourth person. That's why the assassin was able to run to the garage door.
However, this is not a problem. Zhou Ziwei still has two daggers coated with poison, and the four assassins lying in the garage may also have them. Zhou Ziwei only needs to collect the daggers and let the mosquito slowly absorb and digest the poison on them, which will naturally catalyze more poison that can make people fall asleep.
In fact, Zhou Ziwei didn't need to worry about this at all. When he turned his attention to the little mosquito, he found that the little thing had already flown to the first assassin he had poisoned while he was still fighting with the assassin. It crawled into the man's waist, found a poisoned dagger, and frantically sucked on it like a drunkard who had seen the most delicious liquor in the world.
Wow... this little thing is really thirsty. It only absorbed the venom from a thumbtack and then slept for more than half an hour before waking up. If it absorbs the venom from the entire dagger this time, it'll probably sleep for two days straight...
Zhou Ziwei shook his head, both amused and exasperated. It was a good thing that the little mosquito could become stronger, but this was precisely the time when he needed the little mosquito's help. Yet, he could only watch the little mosquito sleeping soundly. There was really nothing he could do. If he tried to stop the little mosquito, it probably wouldn't resist. However, if the little mosquito didn't ingest enough venom, it wouldn't be able to exert much of its power. It seemed he had no choice but to let it be.
"Alright...we can go now..."
Once he was sure there was no more danger in the garage, Zhou Ziwei finally put Chen Linlin down from his arms and then took her hand and walked quickly toward the garage.