Urban Ace Bodyguard

Two black-clad figures stood together alertly, keeping a safe distance across from the mysterious expert before them.

Although they hadn't clashed yet, the fact that the enigmatic person had shattered the steps with a single punch showed that their adversary's strength was terrifying.

"Who exactly are you?" the skinny black-clad assassin spoke first, inquiring tentatively.

"Me?" Underneath the ancient bronze ghost mask, a raspy yet resounding voice sounded, like the clash of metals, carrying an implicit atmosphere of fear deep within.

"It seems, you are not worthy to know." The eyes peering through the bronze mask were devoid of emotion as these words were spoken, as if it was only natural that they were not worthy to know his identity.

This was arrogance, but also confidence; one needs enough leverage to say such words to two assassins.

The two black-clad assassins' eyes were clearly filled with anger, not expecting the other party to not give them the slightest bit of face.

"Either die or kneel and surrender." The raspy voice came from under the bronze mask again, the words laden with domineering intent that struck fear into the heart.

Such dominance, such arrogance, they were utterly egotistical! The emotional turmoil in the eyes of the two black-clad assassins revealed their extreme anger.

The opponent, alone, was so arrogantly demanding their surrender; for top experts, their dignity was inviolable.

"Sir, watch your tongue; you might just twist it, not knowing our identity." The brawny black-clad figure couldn't help but speak out indignantly.

A light laugh, filled with endless disdain, contempt, and derision, came from under the bronze mask.

"Limitless Black Ninja, ranked twenty-third on the Black Restricted Zone leaderboard, skilled in infiltration, assassination, poisoning, and surprise attacks. Little Hei is quite fast but slightly lacking in strength, with low defense, unable to resist bullets from light firearms. Big Hei has a strong body with higher defense, but lacks explosive power, which makes him slow and not very agile; his only use might be to take bullets, but a shot from a Barrett would still take him down. The two of you coordinate well, specializing in two-against-one tactics. Even though you're ranked twenty-third in Black Restricted Zone, your actual combat power could be comparable to the twentieth. Now, do you have anything to add?"

The two black-clad assassins exchanged glances, each noticing the shock in the other's eyes.

The other party actually knew their own identities, had mastered their strengths and weaknesses to a tee. Who exactly was this guy? Even the external administrators of the Black Restricted Zone couldn't know such details.

For a moment, the two Limitless Black Ninjas were unable to fathom the depth of the mysterious expert they faced.

"If you're after the Bonus, it seems a bit against the rules. However, we, the Yamato people, understand the principle of splitting profits very well. How about we take down that woman together, and you get a large share of the Bonus, while we take just a small portion, what do you say?" Big Hei spoke up, addressing him in mandarin laced with a heavy Japanese accent.

"You're not worthy!" Under the bronze mask, Lin Hai's eyes revealed a hint of disdain and anger.

Since when did Japanese assassins dare to run openly to Huaxia and assassinate, completely disregarding the experts of Huaxia!

Moreover, having been a soldier once, Lin Hai had a deep-seated dislike for Japanese men, though he could consider a night of warmth with Japanese girls – after all, the girls there were skilled, right? Back when Lin Hai was immersed in hatred, he didn't refrain from going to Kabukicho to bring glory to his nation.

"Bah, you're far too arrogant, mocking us again and again is disrespectful to the Yamato people," the infuriated Big Hei yelled, charging at Lin Hai, his fist like a bomb that was fearsome to behold.

At this moment, Ouyang Xiaoya stared blankly at the mysterious man in a dark trench coat, so tall and strong it was extreme, and for some reason, she felt a familiar sense of this silhouette, but try as she might, she couldn't recall anyone she knew with such formidable combat power and built like a humanoid fighting machine.

Although Big Hei was said to be slow in the records, that was in comparison to first-class experts and top-tier experts. Among second-rank experts, he was considered a pinnacle existence.

However, in Lin Hai's eyes, this corpulent man was too slow, and what seemed like a strong physique, due to the Yamato people's bodily characteristics, didn't have much explosive power.

Raising his fist slightly, Lin Hai made his move.

With a bang.

Ouyang Xiaoya gaped in astonishment, her cute and delicate mouth wide open, and her beautiful eyes shimmered with amazement.

She saw the tall black-clad assassin, who had just effortlessly beaten Wang Dajun to near death, sent flying from a punch by this mysterious man wearing the ancient bronze ghost mask.

Big Hei flew backward, landing heavily on the ground, causing the tiled floor beneath him to shatter, piercing his sturdy body.

In the moment Lin Hai struck, Big Hei felt an overwhelming aura like a savage beast of prehistoric times, and before he could react, the opponent's fist had already landed on him. It felt like a real cannonball hitting his body, sending him flying backward, turmoil stirring in his organs as blood simultaneously streamed from his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears.

Strong, extremely strong! This was Hei's first impression of the opponent's strength.

In his mind, such a person could definitely stand in the top ten of the Black Restricted Zone's assassin rankings.

But he couldn't figure out which of the top ten would dress and have a physique like this.

"Nordic Death God, South Asia Umbrella Emperor, Netherworld Angel from the West, Eastern Battle Lord, Yahweh of the Vatican..."

"Are you the Eastern Battle Lord?" Hei struggled to utter the names of the experts he knew as he spat out blood, trying to make a connection with the mysterious figure before him.

As soon as he said this, a look of shock and fear flashed through the eyes of Little Hei.

The Eastern Battle Lord was a top-ranked expert of legendary status in the assassin world, a powerhouse beyond first-class experts who had stepped into the elite realm. Just one step up from there was the world-acknowledged strongest, and above the strongest were the ones of legendary status.

Beings of legendary status, as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, rarely showed activity in the world these days. Beyond them, the strongest were those who dominated various major forces, immensely powerful and aloof, having broken through the human body's limits.

And elite experts were those who had reached the human body's limits and might break through at any moment, ascending to become among the strongest. But breaking through the body's limits was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

To the Limitless Black Ninja duo, elite experts were beings they looked up to, and they were also known internationally as the most formidable within the major assassin organizations.

The Eastern Battle Lord, according to legend, was a formidable figure from the East, with devastatingly powerful palm skills and a longsword that struck terror in the hearts of countless top Western assassins.

Could it be that Hei and his brother were simply out of luck today? They sneaked into Huaxia to pull off a big job, planning a clean escape only to run into the terrifying existence known as the Eastern Battle Lord?

At this moment, after uttering that phrase, Hei struggled a few more times before immediately passing out, his breathing becoming extremely faint, as if he might pass away at any moment. This showed that Lin Hai's punch was seriously fierce, and had it not been for his concern of affecting Ouyang Xiaoya nearby, that punch would have easily killed Hei dozens of times over.

"Eastern Battle Lord?" The ancient bronze ghost mask completely covered Lin Hai's face, hiding his expression, his eyes cold to the extreme, devoid of any emotional color or fluctuation, like a deep ancient well that no one dared to gaze into directly.

A curve appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Lin Hai let out a light laugh: "You think I am the Eastern Battle Lord? That youngster, is he even worthy of being named alongside me?" T#hi@s@ is p$ar#t of a se+ri!e.s^ fro.m! My V%i#rt^u.al Li&[email protected] E#m#pi$r!e (M|%V|L*1EM!PY+R+)%.

"Sir, if your words reach the ears of the Eastern Battle Lord, I fear..." Little Hei spoke with a hint of threat, trying to find a way to intimidate the opponent into backing off, given the dire situation.

"Are you trying to scare me with the reputation of the Eastern Battle Lord?" A disdainful voice emanated from beneath the bronze mask.

"The Eastern Battle Lord, that kid, even if I beat him to death in front of him, he wouldn't dare say a word."

The arrogant and confident tone gave Little Hei the illusion that the mysterious person before him had really beaten up the Eastern Battle Lord before.

Although Ouyang Xiaoya was unaware of the names of the top assassins in the international Dark World, she could tell from the tone of this mysterious expert that he was extremely formidable, instilling great fear in the two black-clad assassins who had come to kill her.

"I fear no one, and have never needed to," Lin Hai declared, "Die."

Lin Hai felt that if he delayed any longer, Wang Dajun might not die at the hands of the assassins but could bleed out and pass away.

Although he and Wang Dajun were not on good terms, Wang Dajun had indeed risked his life for Ouyang Xiaoya's safety today. To prevent Xiaoya from being heartbroken, Lin Hai couldn't let Wang Dajun die.

In an instant, Lin Hai moved.

Ouyang Xiaoya only saw a blur before she could react, and the black-clad, skinny assassin who had seemed invincible and threatening to her just a moment ago now sprawled on the ground like a limp mud, his legs weakened, slowly collapsing, devoid of life.

In a single encounter, the assassin who had been difficult for Captain Wang to defend against was instantly killed by this mysterious person!

Ouyang Xiaoya rubbed her beautiful eyes vigorously, her crystal-clear pupils filled with deep shock. How did this mysterious strong man achieve a one-hit kill? She didn't even see his movements clearly.

Could humans truly be this powerful?

Moreover, after the figure pointed a few times on Wang Dajun's body, seemingly stopping the bleeding, she felt that his movements and silhouette were very familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere before.

Ouyang Xiaoya felt a great tide of thoughts whirl through her mind at this moment, and despite being a highly educated individual, she experienced a sense that her thinking could not keep up with the shocking scenes unfolding before her.