Shi Kang kowtowed frantically, but the assassin merely glanced at him coldly, and then the intent to kill became apparent.
Every time he appeared, it was naturally to kill, and anyone who had seen him had to die.
Of course, Huang Mao was spared because he happened to be stationed at his nephew Xiaofei's place.
His nephew's men, he naturally wouldn't kill.
But the others weren't so lucky.
A gleam of murder flashed in the assassin's eyes, then, with a flick of his hand, a chopstick mysteriously appeared in his palm.
Subsequently, accompanied by a whistling sound through the air, Shi Kang clutched his throat desperately, emitting a scream.
A chopstick was lodged in his throat, the very one that the assassin had just held.
As Shi Kang fell to the ground, he died in unwillingness.
Huang Mao's three subordinates exchanged a glance, equally terrified, they knelt and begged for their lives.
Huang Mao hurriedly pleaded on their behalf.
