飞行员和小空乘POP

After taking a few series of deep breaths, he held his breath and punched. His Master-level Bone Shattering Shadow Fist punched through the wall like it was made of foam. The wall crumbled and his target was immediately visible.

Coincidentally, they were doing doggy style. Their back was to Amon. Man Sam was just about to turn around. Amon's hand moved in a blur and with one fast powerful slash, cut his head clean off. Ning Ning was on her four with her face facing down.

Amon had planned to kill her as well so that there was no witness. Although he was fully covered, his small body was a problem. Someone who saw an assassin of his size might connect him to the boy who had just visited not long ago. But in that split second, he decided that he did not need to. The girl was not looking at him. No need to waste another second killing her.

Amon kicked the bed and immediately shot back. As he rushed through the door of the room he came from. He heard someone opening the door of Ning Ning's room violently. He then heard Ning Ning's high-pitched scream.

He paid no heed to all that as he ran with high speed to the outer window he had entered from. He had left the door and window opened, hence he did not need to stop to open them or made a sound by crashing them. His body shot out of the window. Although his cultivation was not enough to allow him to jump to this height, it still allowed him to survive falling from this height.

The backside of the brothel was still deserted. But even if some people were passing by, the lack of lighting would make it hard for them to see Amon clearly.

Amon landed on the ground and did a roll-fall to cushion the drop. From the roll, he stood back up and continued running, all in a fluid motion. There was no pause.

By the time he heard alarm and clamor from the brothel, he was already some distance away. He didn't allow himself to be careless though, he continued to run, but he avoided the crowded street. He went further into the outskirts where there were many deserted parks with trees.

When he thought that he was far enough and was about to stop to change back to his regular clothes, he felt heavy killing intent. His instinct caused him to jump sideways as a long spear stabbed through the ground where he should have been if he didn't change his trajectory.

He looked at the source of the killing intent which was also the source of the spear. Up there on the branch of a tree was a man with white hair and a half-covered face. His eyes were staring at Amon.

"Impressive, you managed to dodge my sudden attack. Are you truly just at the intermediate Strength stage?" He asked.

Amon didn't answer his question. His instinct informed him that the person above was dangerous, which could only mean that his cultivation was higher than Amon, yet not at the level of the Martial realm yet. An expert of the Martial realm wouldn't ask the question about his cultivation as they would have known it already by sensing it.

There were also three other people below the tree where the man with white hair stood, two men and a woman. The lower half of their faces were also covered.

'I am targeted?' Amon thought after seeing the situation. Was it Lin Fong again? The guy had not made any move on him all this time. Could he have changed his mind and decided to get rid of him again?

No time to ponder, just the white-haired man alone was already dangerous. Added with another three. He was at a disadvantage. Amon turned around and ran in the direction away from the city.

He had prepared an escape route if he was chased by Man Sam's bodyguards. He never expected to use the route against a group of assassins instead. How long have they been watching him? Amon did not believe it was so coincidental for them to attack right after he completed his assassination. They must have waited for him to finish his mission before taking action. Most probably they want to pin his death on Man Sam's guards' retaliation, which meant that they knew his identity. They were afraid of drawing the ire of Madam Lin. Amon's suspicion of Lin Fong was growing.

The brothel was close to the outskirts, and there were woods not far away. This was the closest wildland near the city. There were spirit beasts inside but they rarely came out of the woods to trouble the city's occupants. The citizens also didn't venture into these woods or else they risked not coming back out again.

Amon had chosen these woods as his escape route. It was in the night, the darkness of the woods would cause pursuers to have difficulty chasing him. He, on the other hand, had sharp senses that allowed him to feel danger. Trekking through dangerous jungles in the night was something he had done often in his past life.

His cultivation allowed him superhuman speed and powerful jump. He vaulted from one tree to another, like the one depicted in martial art movies in his past life. However, his pursuers were also not of low cultivation. They chased after Amon with faster speed and easily went from one tree to another. The difference was that Amon had better control over the environment and could choose the best path in a split instant, while his pursuers were hindered by the darkness and sometimes had to purposefully slowed their speed to avoid crashing into an unseen branch or the trunk of the tree.

"Spread out! Don't lose him from our sights," Amon heard one of his pursuers from behind. It was the voice of the white-haired man. Amon deduced that guy was their leader. The danger he felt from this man was much stronger than the others.

He could feel other dangers from down there on the ground. A more primitive killing intent. It was the spirit beasts. He had studied the distribution of spirit beasts around the White Cloud City. Although it was rare for spirit beasts to wander so close to the city, these woods were a special case.

The spirit beasts in these woods were called White Bone Ants. They were mostly lower inferior beasts, but there were some with a slightly larger frame amongst them that ranked at mid inferior. With his increased cultivation, Amon should have no problem dealing with this level of a beast. However, these White Bone Ants often roam in large groups. Hence, even peak Strength stage cultivators would be in trouble if getting swarmed by them.

Amon saw a cluster of tightly packed trees and slid in between them, making it more difficult for his pursuer to follow and keep him in their sights. His sense told him that there was a pack of White Bone Ants nearby, and he purposely went past near to them.

Not long after, he heard a startled cry from one of his pursuers. That person must have stumbled into the pack of White Bone Ants. He heard some clashing sounds from there.

Amon made a few more zig-zag movements amongst the trees. With his dark attire, it was easy for him to blend into the darkness. When he felt that his pursuers had lost sight of him, he sneaked into a shrubbery beside a tree and stayed still.

He heard some sounds from above. He looked up and saw three shadows jumping around up there. It appeared the three had left behind their comrade who had blundered upon the White Bone Ants. He could still hear some faint combat sounds in that direction.

The three shadows above stopped.

"Damn it! How can we lose him?" One of them cursed.

"He shouldn't be far. He is just a kid, we should be able to find him," the lone woman in the group said.

"If he is JUST a kid, we wouldn't have lost him in the first place. Now spread out. He should be hiding around here. It's impossible that he outruns us," this was the voice of the white-haired man.

"What about Ah Lok?" The woman asked.

"Screw him. He has to save himself. We have a target here, we can't waste time taking care of each other. That goes for you two. You make a mistake, you deal with it yourself. Do not expect me to save you!" The white-haired man said. "Go! The more we talk, the more possible for the kid to escape."

He then saw them spread out in three directions. They were combing the area. Amon looked in the direction the woman had gone and crept silently that way.

The woman was searching around from up in the trees. But she soon realized how difficult it was to see from up there with all this darkness. She didn't want to make the mistake like their friend, Ah Lok, so she carefully surveyed the ground first. After making sure that no spirit beast was around, she landed on the ground.

As she walked around trying to find Amon, she didn't realize a hand with a dagger coming from behind when she passed through a tree. The hand deftly sliced across her throat. The woman was unable to make a sound with her throat opened. Another thrust went through the back of her skull and finished her.