The lighting equipment at the farm was all turned on, making the area in front of the office as bright as day.
"Long Xiao, you actually found this place," Lawrence said, surprised to see Long Xiao.
"You're the ones who want to kill me?"
"We are assassins, and you are our target."
"Since that's the case, then you all shall die."
Lawrence waved his hand and said, "This person is very dangerous. Use all weapons and attack him together to kill him."
The more than thirty assassins present raised their guns, preparing to riddle Long Xiao with bullets.
Long Xiao's figure flickered, and after a burst of gunfire, he disappeared into the darkness in the distance.
"Boss, he ran away."
"Impossible. He dared to come here alone, so he wouldn't flee. Find him, or the consequences will be endless."
The more than thirty assassins spread out, forming groups of three to search for Long Xiao. They hadn't gone far when they suddenly heard a boom nearby, followed by a burst of fire, and all the lighting equipment went out.
"Long Xiao destroyed the transformer, everyone be careful!" Lawrence shouted loudly.
As soon as Lawrence finished speaking, a black shadow flew towards him.
Lawrence raised his hand and fired, all the bullets hitting the black shadow.
With a bang, the black shadow fell to the ground. Lawrence and his men rushed forward and saw that one of his subordinates had been shot into a sieve by him.
"Damn it, you bastard, kill him for me!" Lawrence roared in a rage.
The entire farm was plunged into darkness. Assassins were creatures of the night, naturally adapted to moving in the dark.
Soon, all the assassins hid. Although their movements slowed, their senses became even sharper than in bright light.
Long Xiao hid in the bushes. He didn't need to see; he sensed everything around him using the dispersed five-elemental Qi.
Soon, three assassins moved in his direction. They hadn't spotted Long Xiao, and they were observing their surroundings as they walked.
The three assassins were less than five meters from Long Xiao. Long Xiao stood up and walked towards them.
Long Xiao appeared suddenly. Before the three assassins could even raise their guns to fire, Long Xiao's fists shot out.
The speed difference between the three assassins and Long Xiao was too great. Two of them were sent flying by Long Xiao's blows, and the one in the middle managed to fire his gun.
The gunshot and the flash of light exposed Long Xiao's location, and more than a dozen assassins surrounded the area.
The assassin who fired was looking for Long Xiao, but found he had disappeared. He sensed something was wrong, and after taking just two steps forward, with a *snap*, his neck was twisted by Long Xiao.
Three corpses fell to the ground simultaneously. Long Xiao once again used his 'Chi Mei Xiao Yao Bu' (Bewitching Freedom Steps), dodged a volley of bullets, and vanished into the night.
After losing seven or eight men consecutively, Lawrence realized that the darkness only favored Long Xiao. He quickly shouted, "Light it up! Find something to burn and illuminate the whole place!"
Soon, fires appeared in several places. Just as everyone began searching for Long Xiao by the firelight, someone noticed some soybeans bizarrely suspended not far from them.
"What is that? Why is it floating?" an assassin asked, pointing at the soybeans.
"Get away, quickly get away!" Lawrence shouted loudly upon seeing the suspended soybeans.
All the assassins began to run wildly, trying to distance themselves from the floating soybeans, but it was too late.
A handful of soybeans suddenly shot out at accelerated speed, faster than bullets, making them impossible to dodge.
Another eight assassins were shot in the head, falling straight to the ground.
"Let's go, get out of here, get out of here immediately!" Lawrence shouted, leading the few skilled fighters with him towards the garage.
Lawrence felt endless fear. This Long Xiao was far more formidable than the information suggested. The bizarrely suspended soybeans, the white light that flashed from his hand – these were not powers a mere human could possess; it was like sorcery.
The remaining assassins began to flee. They had been terrified for a long time, but they dared not escape without Lawrence's command.
After killing two more assassins, Long Xiao chased Lawrence and his group towards the vicinity of the garage.
This time, Long Xiao had intended to eliminate them all, but the remaining assassins scattered and fled. Long Xiao had no choice but to pursue Lawrence and his group first.
As Lawrence and five others reached the garage entrance, Long Xiao caught up from behind.
"You're not getting away," Long Xiao said as he approached Lawrence.
"Long Xiao, why are you being so ruthless?" Lawrence asked.
"It's a habit. Anyone who dares to harm people around me will be utterly destroyed."
"I, I didn't harm anyone around you. You were our only target," Lawrence said, looking at Long Xiao in confusion.
"The other day, when I took Yue Lan and Xiao Ming to the jewelry store, your men almost killed Yue Lan."
"That was an accident. She wasn't our target."
"There are no accidents with me. Anyone who harms someone close to me must die."
Long Xiao's voice was cold and stiff, like the Grim Reaper pronouncing death, sending shivers down one's spine.
Lawrence and his men were most wary of the white light Long Xiao wielded and the soybean-like objects suspended in the air.
"Long Xiao, since we can't escape, can we have a fair fight? I don't want to die without understanding why."
Long Xiao smiled and said, "Alright, how do you want to fight?"
"Don't use the white light in your hand, and don't use those things that float in the air like beans. We won't use guns; we'll only use fists and kicks."
Long Xiao put away his 'Long Yin' (Dragon Roar) sword and looked at the more than ten remaining soybeans in his left hand.
Seeing the soybeans in Long Xiao's hand, Lawrence and his men grew tense. Half of his subordinates had been killed by these bean-like objects.
"Can you tell me, what kind of beans are these?" Lawrence asked.
Long Xiao popped a few roasted soybeans into his mouth and chewed them with a crunch. "These are just ordinary roasted soybeans."
He then tossed the remaining roasted soybeans in front of Lawrence and his men, causing Lawrence to recoil a few steps in fright.
After staring at the roasted soybeans for a few seconds and seeing that they remained still, Lawrence stepped forward, picked one up, and chewed it. He found it was indeed a roasted soybean and very fragrant.
"You can kill people with ordinary roasted soybeans? How did you do it?" Lawrence couldn't help but ask again.
Long Xiao smiled. "It's not a secret, but since you're about to die, telling you is useless."
"Without using these, can you defeat us?" Lawrence didn't believe Long Xiao.
Long Xiao beckoned to Lawrence and his men. "Come on together, don't waste time."
Lawrence waved to his subordinates. "Attack him together, kill him!"
Five assassins, along with Lawrence, rushed towards Long Xiao. Long Xiao didn't evade; he didn't even use his 'Chi Mei Xiao Yao Bu'.
With a boom, the assassin at the front was sent flying, his chest caved in, blood splattering. He fell to the ground like a rag doll.
The 'Bao Long Quan' (Fierce Dragon Fist) emphasized raw power and directness, without any fancy moves, relying on its indomitable explosive force.
With three consecutive punches, three assassins were sent flying backward, falling to the ground motionless. Long Xiao didn't defend and used no other techniques; all three punches were simple straight punches.
At this point, Lawrence finally understood that Long Xiao's most formidable abilities were not just the white light and the roasted soybeans; his fists were even more terrifying.
Escape was impossible. Lawrence put all his strength into a punch aimed at Long Xiao, hoping to inflict some damage.
With a series of crisp cracking sounds, Lawrence's right arm twisted like a rope, his bones shattering and protruding through his skin.
As Lawrence regained his balance, Long Xiao's left fist smashed towards him.
With a bang, Lawrence's head shattered like a rotten watermelon.
The last remaining assassin's legs went weak with terror, and he stumbled backward. His courage was completely broken, and he kept muttering, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
Before the assassin could finish his plea, the roasted soybeans that had fallen on the ground earlier floated up and shot into his forehead.