Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 550 - 358: No Need to Thank Me

Chapter 550: Chapter 358: No Need to Thank Me

Body to one side, head turned, Yang Yi had moved behind the man who was kicking at him.

Yang Yi’s hand reached out instinctively to encircle the man’s neck, and then, just as instinctively, he drew his knife and pressed it against the man’s throat.

His left hand yanked backward forcefully while his right hand, holding the knife, slid across.

As the knife had cut halfway through the neck, Yang Yi finally remembered that he needed to capture someone alive, but although his right hand hesitated, the arc of blood had already spurted from the man’s neck, and the knife in Yang Yi’s slightly pausing hand continued its trajectory to the end.

It really was an automatic response, a subconscious slit of the throat.

Yang Yi’s face was expressionless as he slit a person’s throat, and at that moment, the assassin holding the woman made eye contact with him.

The killer released the woman in shock and let out a loud yell, and as he was about to kick, Kate also let out a roar.

The woman blocked the assassin. He pushed her to the side and then drew a knife with his right hand from his waist, but by that time, Kate’s fist was already in front of his face.

Turning his head, the knife in his right hand suddenly stabbed towards Kate’s stomach, but Kate’s second blow landed hard on the assassin’s nose, so although he had managed to stab with his knife, he was met with a face blooming with pain.

Kate was a woman even Yang Yi dared not provoke. With no choice but either to let Kate break arms and legs or be beaten up by her, Yang Yi couldn’t even imagine sparring with her as an opponent.

Kate was known as the woman with iron fists.

When it wasn’t about putting on makeup but about throwing punches, Kate was a raging beastess.

Thump, thump, thump, after a series of punches striking flesh, Kate suddenly kicked, knocking the assassin in front of her down to the ground.

At this time, an assassin threatening Park Ji-yi and his son with a knife finally managed to get the knife close to Kate.

Without Yang Yi needing to act or Kate needing to defend, a stick fell from the sky, hitting the assassin’s knife-wielding right hand, and then another blow landed on his head, causing the knife-wielding assassin to fall to the ground with a thud.

The last assassin finally drew his gun, but Anton threw his stick forcefully, and the end of it struck the assassin’s eye. Though it only caused him to cry out in pain and turn his head, raising the gun again, by that time, Xiao Ran had already rushed up to him, seized the gun with one hand, and after a firm twist and a powerful toss, the knife the assassin held in his left hand had just lunged forward when his body was thrown to the ground.

Anton caught up and kicked the assassin in the back of the head, and suddenly the world went quiet.

Xiao Ran was holding the gun, unable to hide his elation.

Yang Yi, on the other hand, was holding his knife, looking at the body lying at his feet with embarrassment.

The four assassins had captured three alive; the only one dead was the one whose throat Yang Yi had slit.

"That... that... It just happened..."

Yang Yi felt quite ashamed. If there had been only one assassin, wouldn’t the only live capture have been casually killed by him?

Just then, Park Ji-yi said with a face full of surprise, "Who are you?"

All four people turned to look at Park Ji-yi, and seeing the expressions on the faces of the people who had suddenly appeared to save him, Park Ji-yi realized that these people were also up to no good.

"Are you all together?"

Yang Yi did not speak, but Xiao Ran said, "Hey! Sit down quietly!"

Yang Yi checked the knife blade for blood, then slid the knife back into its sheath and nodded at Anton.

Before Anton could react, Benjamin Park suddenly shouted, "I’ll give you money! Any amount you want!"

Benjamin Park was the younger son of Park Ji-yi, and Park Ji-yi’s eldest son was crawling and rolling over to that not-so-old-looking woman, yelling, "Wife, are you all right!"

The woman gagged twice and then cried, "What did they feed me?"

Anton walked over to the assassin killed by Yang Yi’s throat cut, picked up a small bottle from the ground, poured out a small pill, glanced at it, and shook his head, "It’s over."

Yang Yi asked curiously, "What poison?"

"Coated potassium cyanide, after you swallow it, you die whenever the sugar coating melts—which could take from a few minutes to several tens of minutes. Uh, oh, it’s too late to induce vomiting now, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6."

After twisting open a small pill, Anton began counting down with an indifferent face, and then the man curled up in front of Anton holding his wife shouted, "What are you doing? What does this mean!"

Yang Yi did not even know the name of Park Ji-yi’s eldest son, let alone the name of his daughter-in-law.

"Her time left to live, 2, 1, uh, sorry, miscalculated, let’s count again, 5, 4, uh, wrong again..."

The woman suddenly began to tremble violently, and within a few seconds, her head drooped, and she did not move anymore.

Anton had a look of annoyance, clapped his hands together, and said, "Where’s the faucet? Never mind, I’ll find it myself."

Anton went to find a water pipe to wash his hands, Park Ji-yi’s eldest son began to cry bitterly, and after watching two people die in front of him, Park Ji-yi finally broke down.

"How could this happen, how could this happen?"

Yang Yi said indifferently, "When you decided to kill hundreds of people, didn’t you ever think about what would happen to you?"

Park Ji-yi screamed, "It was an accident!"

Yang Yi sighed and said, "You really make me feel sick, I’ve never felt this way before."

The arrogance was no longer on Park Ji-yi’s face; he just said with a look of despair, "Who sent you? You speak English, ah, I get it now, the Anderson Research Association! You are people sent by the Anderson Research Association!"

Yang Yi waved his hand and said, "Tell me everything you know."

"What do you want to know?"

"Why kill so many people?"

Park Ji-yi said slowly, "I told you, it was an accident..."

Yang Yi said with a look of disgust, "Still stubborn."

After speaking, Yang Yi looked at the man sitting paralyzed in front of him and said, "So do you know anything? Whichever of you tells the truth first gets to live."

Park Ji-yi’s eldest son lifted his head, looked at his father with a face full of despair, then turned his head toward Yang Yi and said, "I, I don’t know..."

Yang Yi drew his knife and said in a deep voice, "Since you don’t know, then you are of no use to me. I have no grudge against you, but out of pity for you holding your dead wife, I’ll grant you a quick end so you can reunite with her. No need to thank me."

After finishing his words, Yang Yi stabbed the knife into Park Ji-yi’s eldest son’s eye, the blade piercing directly into the brain through the eye.

Kate and Xiao Ran both instinctively turned their heads away, while Yang Yi slowly pulled out the knife, Benjamin Park stared at Yang Yi in shock, then suddenly started yelling.

"I know! I know, it was for a sacrifice! It was for a sacrifice!"