This Family of Drama Queens!

The Old Man, wielding a meat cleaver, launched a surprise attack from behind, while Tang Fei, holding a willow skewer, attacked from the front.

One from the front, one from behind, forming a pincer movement.

Yes, this was the tacit cooperation between Tang Fei and the Old Man.

What is true understanding? What is telepathy?

What is colluding for evil (deleted).

Tang Fei was raised by the Old Man, fed and cared for by him, and the Old Man was supported by Tang Fei's sustenance. They understood each other's minds too well.

When Tang Fei suddenly started yelling at the Old Man, shouting that he had a venereal disease, the Old Man knew what he was planning.

So, he pretended to be enraged by the scoundrel and grabbed the meat cleaver from the table, lunging at Tang Fei.

He wouldn't actually kill Tang Fei; how could he kill Tang Fei?

As expected, when his movements suddenly became agile, when his body suddenly accelerated, the meat cleaver in his hand aimed for Shadowless's back.

Tang Fei didn't disappoint him either. The moment the Old Man made his move, he had already transformed the willow skewer in his hand into a short spear, thrusting it towards Shadowless's head.

Shadowless had no path forward and no retreat, with only a dead end awaiting him.

Bang!

The dagger in the Old Man's hand had already pierced Shadowless's back. He could feel the blade slicing through...

Something's wrong!

The sensation of the meat cleaver cutting through clothes and flesh wasn't like this. It was soft, smooth, a cut with a hint of warmth.

But this time, the contact was unusually hard, as if cutting through steel or solid rock.

Tang Fei also felt something was wrong. The willow skewer in his hand had clearly hit Shadowless's head. He had already imagined the sharpened willow branch piercing Shadowless's scalp, puncturing his skull, and then going all the way down until the entire willow skewer was embedded in his head.

He liked to stab people in the head because it meant a quick death.

And they couldn't play dead.

But the situation wasn't as he had expected.

It wouldn't go in!

Crack!

The willow skewer quickly bent and then broke into several pieces.

Missing their mark, Tang Fei and the Old Man retreated frantically like two startled old dogs.

One of the survival rules in the ruins: we can hold back during a fight, but when running, we must give it our all.

Then, they looked at Shadowless, one in front, one behind, as if studying some rare, endangered animal.

The person just stood there motionless and nullified their combined fatal blow?

A bit embarrassing!

The Old Man looked down at the meat cleaver in his hand. The blade had already rolled. He asked with a confused look, "What the hell are you?"

"If you don't understand, you ask. How can you just curse people?" Tang Fei said unhappily, thinking the Old Man was very uncouth.

Then, he looked at Shadowless humbly and asked, "Why couldn't my spearhead pierce him?"

Shadowless shifted his body, allowing him to avoid being attacked from both front and back, and looked at the old man and the young man before him with complex eyes.

The old one was cunning, the young one was devious.

He wore a mask, so others couldn't see his startled expression. But he knew himself that when these two suddenly attacked him, he had panicked.

He hadn't expected the unassuming-looking Old Man to be a hidden master; his casual footsteps and sluggish movements were all a disguise. He also hadn't expected the clean-cut barbecue boy, who looked only fourteen or fifteen, to be so ruthless, grabbing the willow branches and stabbing at people's heads.

They went for the kill from the start, never intending to just injure or cripple.

Are all the monsters in the ruins like this?

Wufeng burst into laughter upon seeing his companion in trouble.

He walked to Shadowless's side and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, partly for easier conversation and partly to block the entrance together and face the enemy.

He also realized that these guys were not to be trifled with.

Wufeng nudged Shadowless with his shoulder and asked teasingly, "How was it? Almost capsized in the gutter, huh?"

"Be careful, they're tough to deal with," Shadowless warned.

"I've already seen it," Wufeng nodded and said, "I didn't expect this long-abandoned, dilapidated trash planet to have such skilled fighters. But it's understandable; in such harsh conditions, there's nothing one wouldn't do to survive."

The eyes behind the mask glanced at Tang Fei and said, "Young man, don't you think so?"

"How can you judge people with colored glasses? Although we live on Old Earth, our hearts are pure. The Old Man doesn't look great; he even seems a bit lewd, but he always takes care of the married women and young widows in the village whenever he can..."

Shadowless and Wufeng immediately looked around nervously, worried they would launch another surprise attack.

After all, it was Tang Fei who had just cursed the Old Man for his poor character, and then the Old Man got angry and charged with his cleaver.

They had already seen through their tactics and were fully prepared.

Unfortunately, the Old Man made no move this time. He just played with the dulled meat cleaver in his hand, a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Tang Fei pointed at Little Fatty again and said, "And Little Fatty, don't let his appearance fool you. He's got a good heart. If he sees others can't get enough to eat, he'll put down his own bowl and share."

Little Fatty smiled heartily, thinking, Big Brother is praising me.

He then smiled even more happily, thinking, Big Brother is so funny.

"And myself," Tang Fei grinned, revealing two rows of pearly white teeth. His smile was sincere and kind, as if he were introducing himself to a new friend he'd just met. "I'm no good person. I've hunted, and I've killed people. So, you'd best not bully my family. Go back to wherever you came from."

"Are you threatening us?" Wufeng found the scene utterly absurd.

Who were they? They were renowned assassins from New Star!

Emissaries of death, reaping lives wherever they went. It didn't matter if you were a high-ranking official or a billionaire; facing them meant nothing but tears and begging for mercy.

They were here to silence witnesses, and this guy was telling them to leave?

On what grounds did these lowlifes from the ruins have such audacity?

"No, I'm expelling you," Tang Fei continued to smile, as if engaging in friendly "communication."

"We can't leave," Shadowless shook his head.

"Yeah, we can't leave," Wufeng's gaze shifted to Phoenix, who stood silently beside them. He chuckled, "We're here to take an old friend back."

"I don't know who you work for, but have you considered this? Even if you take the money, if things go wrong, will you live to spend it?" Phoenix's eyes, cold as ice, fixed on Shadowless and Wufeng as she questioned them.

"You don't understand, it's not just about the money," Wufeng, a chatterbox, explained. "Of course, your concerns are valid, so no matter what, we can't let things go wrong."

"In this chaotic world without law or order, who's to know if you died at the hands of the Predators, the Flame Shrine, or some despicable, shameless refugee?"

"Do you think they'll believe that?"

"Whether they believe it or not doesn't matter. As long as there's no evidence, what can they do?" Wufeng said with pride and self-satisfaction. "There are too many unresolved matters in this world. What's one more?"

"Stop talking and get to work," Shadowless reminded him.

"Aren't we waiting for them?" Wufeng asked.

"We'll finish this, then wait for them to arrive."

"Alright then." Wufeng drew two crescent daggers from his waist, holding one in each hand.

Phoenix stepped forward, positioning herself protectively in front of Tang Fei and the Old Man. "The person you're looking for is me. Let them go. They don't know anything."

"That's a rather unwise statement. They are indeed innocent, but their greatest mistake was bringing you home," Wufeng said, lightly tapping the two daggers in his hands, producing a pleasant tinkling sound.

"Do you know how I found you? We asked around everywhere if anyone had seen a woman with strange clothing who might be injured. Someone told us he carried you back. See? Finding you wasn't as difficult as you might have imagined."

Phoenix had only asked casually. Knowing they would kill to silence witnesses, she still held onto a sliver of hope.

When her suggestion was rejected, she quietly said to Tang Fei, who stood behind her, "I'll hold them off. You take Little Fatty and run."

She had just seen Tang Fei and the Old Man actively attack Shadowless. Although their moves didn't outwardly display Yin Yang Qi, making it impossible to accurately judge their strength, the decisiveness and efficiency of their actions were already quite impressive.

Whether they could win was unknown, but escaping was definitely possible.

She would fight Wufeng and Shadowless alone, allowing Tang Fei and the Old Man to escape with Little Fatty.

Little Fatty was too plump, and Phoenix worried he wouldn't be able to run fast enough.

"Okay," Tang Fei nodded, his face filled with pride. "You're in the Qi Control Realm. They can't beat you."

"..."

Phoenix wanted to curse him out.

Did he have to expose our teammate's strength like that? Now that he's said it, won't they be on high alert? It'll be incredibly difficult to pull off any surprise tactics.

However, since they had found them, it proved they had already investigated her strength and level. Those who hired them would naturally provide some advantages, right?

"Heh, Qi Control Realm, huh?" Wufeng sneered. "To reach the Qi Control Realm at such a young age is already quite remarkable throughout New Star. Truly a gifted prodigy."

Shadowless glanced at Wufeng and said, "Why all the unnecessary chatter?"

They couldn't reveal Phoenix's identity; they had to kill her like an "ordinary refugee."

"I'll keep an eye on this woman. You make sure they don't escape," Wufeng said.

Shadowless nodded. "They won't escape."

After their previous brief encounter, if their strength was only that much, they couldn't even break through his Nano-Armor, let alone harm his true self.

Therefore, intercepting them would be a "walk in the park."

So easy!

At the same moment, Phoenix unfurled her Phoenix Whip.

Silver light flashed, and it hissed.

"Do you know why they call me Wufeng?" Wufeng asked.

"Isn't it just because I'm faster?" Phoenix replied with disdain. "I'd like to see if your speed is faster, or if my whip is faster..."

As she spoke, she leaped high into the air and whipped Wufeng across the head.

She had initiated the attack on Wufeng.

Phoenix knew that assassins who specialized in speed had their own unique combat systems. If they were allowed to execute that system around you, breaking free would become extremely difficult.

An old saying on Earth states that in all martial arts, speed is the ultimate advantage.

Wufeng hadn't expected the Phoenix to launch a surprise attack. Gripping the crescent daggers in both hands, he unfurled his body, transforming into a black gust of wind and vanishing from his original position.

The strategy was to first dissipate her force, then find an opportunity to strike the killing blow.

For top assassins like them, killing was merely a matter of a single strike.

A strike at the critical moment.

The Phoenix's movements were light and agile, and she wielded the Phoenix Whip with impressive force, sparks and lightning trailing in her wake, making for a dazzling display.

However, Wufeng, true to his name, dispersed like the wind, unseen and unfelt, leaving no trace of his movements, making him incredibly difficult to track.

As a result, every whip strike from the Phoenix, imbued with Yin Yang Qi, landed on empty air.

Soon, she began to pant, her breath growing ragged. Having only recently entered the Qi Control Realm, her Yin Yang Qi was unstable, and the excessive exertion had further disrupted her internal energy.

Wufeng rejoiced inwardly, knowing his opportunity was fast approaching.

The Phoenix held a noble status, and her usual entourage of guardians meant she rarely had the chance to engage in direct combat.

Even if she did, who would dare to strike her with lethal intent?

Therefore, her combat experience was extremely shallow. Who would go all out from the very beginning?

By the time you were exhausted and your Yin Yang Qi depleted, you'd be nothing more than prey, wouldn't you?

If the Phoenix died by his hand, he would receive the largest reward.

Furthermore, the Alligator Dragon Gene Serum, capable of enhancing one's strength, would be his. Breaking through to the next realm was within reach.

Why else would Shadowless refuse to send their location to Mr. Shanhe, waiting for them to arrive before acting together? Wasn't it for the same reason?

Indeed, events unfolded exactly as Wufeng had predicted.

As the Phoenix landed, her foot struck a large bone on the ground, causing her to stumble and lose her balance.

"The opportunity is here!"

Wufeng was ecstatic, yet he maintained extreme self-control and composure.

The black wind swept towards the Phoenix, his crescent daggers transforming into the scythes of death.

He swung one dagger towards the Phoenix's throat.

The Phoenix gasped in alarm and attempted to use her Phoenix Whip to ensnare his dagger.

But he had forgotten about the other dagger in Wufeng's hand.

The second dagger plunged directly into the Phoenix's chest.

"Here it comes!"

The panic on the Phoenix's face turned into surprise. The Phoenix Whip in her hand transformed into a lightning spear, piercing Wufeng's chest before his own strike could land.

A fraction less, a fraction more dangerous.

A fraction longer, a fraction stronger.

Men should use guns!

Long spears!

Clang!

Wufeng felt a searing pain in his chest. He looked down and saw a gaping hole.

There was no blood yet; it hadn't had time to flow.

He stared at the Phoenix, his eyes wide. Had this woman been playing him?

Her unstable aura was a facade, the bone she stepped on a deception, her deliberate exposed weakness meant to lure out his true form and trick him into revealing himself?

"Damn it!" Wufeng couldn't help but curse.

This whole family were drama queens!