Chapter 418: Chapter 420: The Laser Pistol Shows Its Power


    Tang Qi also discovered one thing, the members of the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion were arranged inside as the core guards.


    The security detail was just patrolling outside.


    The little garden was right next to the back of Qin Hao’s villa, and there were people from the security detail standing at the place adjacent to the garden and the villa.


    Walking over, Tang Qi spoke, “You go patrol inside the garden and around the outside. Leave this spot to me.”


    Those few men were startled for a moment, then headed into the dark backyard garden.


    The word of the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion carried much weight within the company.


    It could be said that each member of the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion was a superior to anyone in the security detail.


    The little garden only had street lamps over the narrow path, while the other areas remained dark.


    The trees within the garden were not small, almost as tall as the villa itself.


    After the men left, Tang Qi took out a suction-cup gun, securing its suction firmly to the wall, and he climbed up along the rope.


    Agile and swift, Tang Qi quickly entered the villa through a window in a matter of seconds.


    This was the secondary bedroom on the second floor, with Qin Hao’s own bedroom right next door.


    He walked to the door, then stepped out.


    Arriving at the entrance to Qin Hao’s bedroom, he pushed the door open and entered, his expression calm as if he were not an assassin but the master of the place.


    He exuded a powerful self-confidence.


    Because he was the Left Hand of God, he was a top-ranked assassin within the Blood Kill List’s top ten.


    Although he appeared relaxed and at ease, the vigilance and caution of an assassin had not been discarded.@@@@


    His nerves were always taut, ready to handle any sudden situation.


    The lights were on in the room, and as Tang Qi entered, he collided gazes with Qin Hao.


    “You haven’t kept me waiting long,” Qin Hao said, leaning against the headboard with a faint smile on his face.


    Tang Qi had intended to make his move, but on hearing Qin Hao’s words, his eyes flickered slightly.


    His gaze instantly swept across the entire room, finding no one else, only the two of them.


    Qin Hao had heard the noise the moment Tang Qi climbed up, his senses far sharper than anyone else’s.


    But he didn’t call for anyone, because it was already too late.


    Tang Qi was curious about Qin Hao’s reaction, how could he be so composed?


    Did he truly have a trump card, or was it just a bluff?


    Tang Qi said, “I’ve seen many who feign composure before death, but they all died by my hand.”


    Qin Hao put away the laser pistol, pulled out the flying dagger, gasping as pain shot through him, and pressed a cloth against the wound.


    The effects of a life-saving potion were still working in his body, and it would heal in a while; then he looked down at Tang Qi on the ground.


    Tang Qi was already dead, with no bleeding from his wound, because the high-energy beam had charred it on impact.


    Qin Hao took out his phone and called Leng Xuan, “Come up here.”


    Leng Xuan paused upon hearing his words, then walked up quietly, and upon entering the room and seeing the person on the ground, his expression changed slightly.


    When did this person get in?


    And why was he wearing the uniform of the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion?


    “He’s an assassin, check his body,” Mr. Qin instructed.


    Leng Xuan saw the wound on Qin Hao’s left shoulder and his expression darkened. This person had sneaked in without any sound, which was a slap in his face.


    It was also a warning to him that, although the guards seemed numerous, they were virtually ineffective against a true master, full of loopholes.


    Leng Xuan conducted a search but found nothing; aside from his clothes, the person carried nothing else.


    “Mr. Qin, there’s nothing on him, very professional,” Leng Xuan reported.


    “Check his sleeve, there should be weapons, they’re poisoned,” Qin Hao reminded him.


    Leng Xuan checked Tang Qi’s sleeves and indeed found nine small, exquisitely made flying daggers.


    Seeing the flying daggers, Leng Xuan’s expression shifted subtly, “God’s Left Hand?”


    Curious, Qin Hao inquired, “God’s Left Hand? What’s that?”


    Leng Xuan: “A top assassin ranked in the top ten on the Blood Kill List, a gold-medal freelance killer from the Blood Killing Organization.


    The Blood Kill List is promoted by the Blood Killing Organization, and God’s Left Hand is his moniker.


    It is said that his left-handed throwing daggers are faster than bullets, earning him the nickname God’s Left Hand, highlighting the terror of his left-handed daggers.


    Why is he here? Could he have been hired by the three major corporate groups? That shouldn’t be.”


    Logically, Qin Hao wasn’t famous enough for the Blood Killing Organization to send such a top assassin after him.


    Looking at Tang Qi on the ground, Qin Hao spoke to Leng Xuan, “Don’t you think he resembles someone?”


    “Who?” Leng Xuan was taken aback.


    Qin Hao: “Tang Zhongqian, the chairman of the Tang Group.”


    Leng Xuan’s expression became strained, “Tang Zhongqian? Could there be some connection between them?”


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