"Why didn't I hit him?" Inside the room, the brown-haired man was shocked. He couldn't believe his eyes.

He was very confident in his sniping skills. He could hit something as small as a ping pong ball from as far as thousand meters away.

Right now, he was less than a hundred meters away from his target. He was unable to accept that he had missed.

"It must be because the wind is too strong," the man consoled himself.

He squatted down and prepared to shoot again.

He activated the infrared thermal imaging system but did not find his target in the scope.

"Where is he?"

The brown-haired man was surprised and immediately searched for his target.

"Are you looking for me?" A cold voice came from behind him.

As he turned around, the brown-haired man's pupils suddenly constricted. He cried out, "You… How did you get in?"

It was none other than Qin Chuan.

Huang Huang sat on his shoulder and spat at the man.

There was something in the spit. It was a bullet.

The bullet fell crisply onto the floor.

Eyes wide with surprise, the brown-haired man was filled with questions.

While he was still in shock, Qin Chuan grabbed his neck and lifted him into the air.

"Who sent you? Why do you want to kill me?" Qin Chuan's eyes gleamed with murder.

The brown-haired man held onto Qin Chuan's arm and choked, "Let go of me and I'll speak."

Qin Chuan forced his fingers down and squeezed the brown-haired man's neck.

"You have no right to bargain with me.

"I'll give you three seconds. If you won't speak, then you'll never speak again."

Qin Chuan's tone was resolute. He would make sure his words came true.

As a professional killer, the brown-haired man had a wealth of experience. He could tell that Qin Chuan would really kill him.

Even killers also feared death.

In order to survive, the brown-haired man immediately said, "I'll speak, I'll speak…

"I came to kill you because I received a commission from the Assassin Alliance."

"Assassin Alliance?" Qin Chuan frowned. He had never heard of this before.

"Then who hired you? What kind of organization is the Assassin Alliance?" Qin Chuan continued to question him.

"P-put me down first. I can't breathe." The brown-haired man's voice was hoarse.

"Sure." Qin Chuan wasn't worried that he would flee.

As he released his grip, the brown-haired man reached back.

He pulled two pistols from his back.

"Go to hell!" The brown-haired man's lips curled up as he fired multiple shots at Qin Chuan.

At such a close distance, it was impossible to miss.

The pistols were also equipped with a silencer, and they were much more powerful than ordinary pistols.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Several bullets flew towards Qin Chuan at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

In a flash, Huang Huang had disappeared from Qin Chuan's shoulder.

But in the blink of an eye, it appeared on Qin Chuan's shoulder again.

The gunshots stopped, but Qin Chuan remained unharmed.

The brown-haired man was dumbfounded.

In the next moment, Qin Chuan raised his arm and released his True Qi, which transformed into a huge invisible hand. It grabbed the brown-haired man, rendering him immobile.

Qin Chuan said, "I gave you a chance but you didn't cherish it. It seems like I have to teach you a lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, his True Qi palm clenched hard, and the brown-haired man's bones cracked.

The brown-haired man's chest caved in as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You… what kind of monster are you?" The brown-haired man had never seen such capabilities before. His eyes were filled with fear.

Qin Chuan smiled. "You have not answered my previous question."

"If I do, would you let me go?" asked the brown-haired man weakly.

"No." Qin Chuan was direct.

"I don't want to die. As long as you let me go, I'm even willing to be your slave." The brown-haired man's desire to live was very strong.

Qin Chuan shook his head. "I've already given you a chance. You know that."

Upon hearing this, the brown-haired man fell into complete despair.

But he did not want to die.

He was still young, and there were many things he had yet to do.

However, Qin Chuan wouldn't give him another chance.

Even if the brown-haired man wouldn't speak, Qin Chuan had the means to find out.

He had to pay the price, but that no longer mattered now.

…

Qin Chuan stood outside the door and waited.

Huang Huang sprinted out.

"All cleaned up?" Qin Chuan asked.

Huang Huang licked its mouth before jumping onto Qin Chuan's shoulder.

"Then let's go!"

…

Back at the apartment.

The two girls were still sleeping. They would probably sleep for a long time.

Qin Chuan took Zhao Xuanxuan's laptop and entered Assassin Alliance on the search engine.

There was a lot of content that popped up. Qin Chuan clicked on them one by one and read carefully.

A few minutes later, he closed the laptop and muttered, "So it's just a platform."

Initially, Qin Chuan had thought that the Assassin Alliance was an organization planning to uproot them.

But after some research, he realized it was different from what he had imagined.

Since that was the case, he just needed to find the person who hired the killer.

…

Dusk, the sun was setting.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, blooming with the final radiance of the day.

On the rooftop of the Fang Corporation's building, a man walked over.

The man's eyes were empty and dull as if he had been hypnotized.

He walked slowly towards the edge of the rooftop, showing no signs of stopping.

The man stood at the edge of the rooftop. Half of his foot was already in the air, and his body was shaking. He could fall off anytime.

At this moment, his eyes gradually regained their luster, but they still didn't seem to be listless.

The man lifted his head and faced the waning sun as tears fell.

"I… I don't want to die."

"I don't want to die…"

"Someone save me…"

The man's mouth was trembling. His entire face was shivering.

He didn't want to do this, but there was a force controlling his body.

He wanted to resist, but there was nothing he could do. He could not resist this power at all.

The man just stood there, looking up facing the sun, like he was waiting for something.

The building was very tall, sp no one noticed him.

…

The sky gradually darkened.

The sun was just a sliver above the horizon and was about to sink completely.

Presently, every household had turned on its lights.

Wang Zhixing paced back and forth in the living room.

He had prepared a table full of good dishes and waited for his son and others to arrive.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Wang Zhixing's eyes lit up, and he immediately went to open the door.

"Grandpa, we're here to see you."

Before the door was fully opened, he heard his granddaughter, Huan Huan.

Wang Zhixing felt even happier.

The door finally opened.

"Dad?"

"Dad?"

"Grandpa?"

The three people were shocked and almost dropped the gift box in their hands.

Wang Zhixing was overjoyed.

It had been almost half a year since he last saw them.

His son was the Director of the Public Security Bureau, and his daughter-in-law was a prosecutor. So they were both very busy at work.

As for his granddaughter, she had all sorts of tuition classes and interest classes. So her schedule every day was fully packed.

This way, they had no free time at all.

Now that they could gather together, Wang Zhixing was delighted.

"What are you waiting for? Come in!" Wang Zhixing was anxious to see them standing still.

Wang Jiajun regained his composure and examined Wang Zhixing gravely.

Wang Zhixing was extremely young right now. He looked like he was in his thirties.

As his son, Wang Jiajun knew that the person in front of him was indeed his father.

But, how had he changed so much after half a year of not seeing him?

"Dad, how did you…" Wang Jiajun was about to ask when his phone rang.

"Hello!"

"Director, something big has happened."

"What is it?"

"Fang Yuke from the Fang Corporation fell off a building and died."

"What…"