Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 457 - 458

Chapter 457: 458

The assassin at that moment was expressionless, as if the person she was about to kill was nothing but an ant, confident that her knife would silence her target, sending them straight to meet the King of Hell.

But just as she thought her stab was a sure thing, a hand suddenly extended from the side, blocking her dagger.

The dagger stopped less than ten centimeters from Feng Kexin’s neck, as Song Xiaodong’s two fingers clamped down on it, preventing it from advancing any further.

The female assassin’s face changed dramatically, realizing that the ability to stop her dagger with just two fingers was a clear demonstration of her opponent’s high level of skill.

A skilled assassin, aside from being lethal, must possess the ability to assess situations swiftly. Within an instant, she knew her assassination attempt had failed.

Making a split-second decision, she let go of her dagger, and in her other hand, she already held another dagger, thrusting it towards Feng Kexin’s waist.

Song Xiaodong’s two fingers pinching the first dagger now deftly moved downwards, striking with a clang against the assassin’s dagger.

The female assassin felt a powerful force, almost losing grip of her dagger. The shock made her realize that if this was just the strength of two fingers, had he been holding the dagger, hers would undoubtedly have flown out of her hand.

The assassin hadn’t really intended to kill Feng Kexin with that move; it was purely to draw Song Xiaodong’s attention. Using the force from their clash, she pointed the tip of her foot and swiftly retreated backward.

"Still trying to escape?" Song Xiaodong snorted coldly. He had brought Feng Kexin out just to wait for this woman’s reaction. Now that he had confirmed she was there to kill Feng Kexin, she was definitely an enemy and he couldn’t let her escape.

Capturing her was the only way to find out who wanted Feng Kexin dead and to unravel the mystery of their identities.

With a push from his toes, Song Xiaodong pounced towards the female assassin like a fast-moving cheetah, with the disparity in their skill and his readiness to act leaving her no chance to match his speed.

While still in the air, the gap between them was closing rapidly and Song Xiaodong’s large hand reached for the assassin’s neck.

The female assassin brandished her dagger to force Song Xiaodong’s hand away; however, he had several follow-up moves incorporated in that grab. With a gentle sway, he avoided the sharp dagger and then, with a twist, grabbed her wrist.

By seizing her wrist, Song Xiaodong had her under control, and the assassin no longer had a chance to escape.

This gave Song Xiaodong an indescribable sense of elation, as this was an important start to solving the mystery of their origins.

But at that moment, the female assassin’s lips suddenly stretched into a strange smile.

Song Xiaodong’s expression changed, and he inwardly cursed, quickly pulling the assassin into his embrace while reaching for the side of her cheek with his other hand.

Yet, Song Xiaodong was too slow. As he landed, the assassin’s face was already ashen, and after a few gulps in her throat, she died on the spot.

"Fuck!" Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but swear, quickly pulling the female assassin aside and searching her body.

"Cousin, what are you doing?" Feng Kexin had been truly scared and it took her a moment to recover before she saw Song Xiaodong searching the woman. She jumped in fright and rushed over, asking in surprise.

Song Xiaodong replied, "I’m checking to see if she has anything on her that could identify her."

"Oh..." Feng Kexin’s mouth twitched slightly, feeling that Song Xiaodong had gone a bit too far. After all, the other person was a woman, and such a body search was really somewhat inappropriate.

"As expected, nothing." Song Xiaodong shook his head and placed the body on the ground.

"What... what happened to her?" Feng Kexin asked in a low voice, grasping Song Xiaodong’s arm.

Song Xiaodong said annoyedly, "She’s already dead. She’s really ruthless, knowing she couldn’t escape, she actually just poisoned herself."

"Ah? She committed suicide by poisoning?" Feng Kexin’s face suddenly filled with horror, finding it difficult to imagine that the woman on the ground was now a corpse.

Song Xiaodong nodded and said coldly, "It seems our identities are really not simple. Because you showed your hand, we now have an assassin of this sort trying to kill you, and moreover, an assassin who commits suicide if she fails. This is enough to show that the opposing party is a very terrifying organization. They can actually send someone to deal with you, which is enough to prove your importance."

"This..." Feng Kexin’s face turned pale, not knowing what to say.

Song Xiaodong hesitated for a moment and then said, "Let’s go, we should take her with us."

Such an assassin, Song Xiaodong couldn’t just leave her here. The place this assassin chose for the murder was precisely where the surveillance cameras couldn’t film, which also conveniently avoided trouble, so Song Xiaodong didn’t want to alert the police.

After picking the woman up again, Song Xiaodong and Feng Kexin got into the car, directly throwing the woman onto the back seat and then starting the car.

Feng Kexin sat in the passenger seat, repeatedly looking back at the woman, her expression indescribably ugly. She had never experienced anything like this; it was too terrifying, and also too difficult for her to accept.

"Zi Xu, find me the most secretive place, I have something to do." Song Xiaodong made a phone call to Chen Zixu.

"Got it!" Chen Zixu promptly replied and directly gave an address.

Song Xiaodong quickly arrived there, at a warehouse, with Chen Zixu already waiting for him at the entrance.

Song Xiaodong drove straight into the warehouse and then asked Chen Zixu’s men to go out, only then carrying the woman down.

"Brother Song, what is this..." Chen Zixu was a bit puzzled; the woman wasn’t pretty, and now her face was even turning dark, while the girl at Song Xiaodong’s side was very beautiful.

Song Xiaodong spoke blandly, "This is an assassin. She’s already dead. I want to see if there’s anything concealed on her body that represents her identity."

"Assassin! Damn!" Chen Zixu was also startled. Mixing in the underworld, he naturally knew how terrifying an assassin could be. Being targeted by an assassin was truly a matter that could leave one restless.

Song Xiaodong spoke as he took off the woman’s clothes, one piece at a time, carefully inspecting each garment, looking very closely at every inch.

Both Chen Zixu and Feng Kexin were initially a bit dazed but soon developed a strong curiosity and began to look as well.

However, other than finding two small blades in the assassin’s clothing and some spare change, there was nothing else; not a single special feature on the woman’s body. Things like tattoos representing some identity were completely absent.