Chapter 25: The Beautiful Assassin

  The two of them looked around and saw no one was paying attention to them, then they walked into the room one after another.

  The door closed softly, and the noise was immediately blocked outside. The room was quiet enough to hear each other's breathing, and it can be seen that the soundproofing effect here is not bad, even if someone fights, no one will hear it.

  As soon as Ye Feng thought of fighting, he burst out laughing.

  At this time, before Ye Feng could make a move, the maid had already picked up the door bolt and inserted it into place.

  Seeing Ye Feng's astonished gaze, she smiled slyly and said, "This way, no one will come to disturb us."

  Ye Feng suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, with his blood pressure at least over 900.

  The maid had a faint smile on her lips, her almond-shaped eyes were so charming that they seemed to be dripping with water, and her high and full chest was slightly heaving under the white light clothing as she walked over with a gentle swaying motion.

  Ye Feng looked at it, his lips dry, his heart racing, and he involuntarily stretched his neck to swallow a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

  She slowly came to Ye Feng's side, stretched out her hand and hugged Ye Feng's head, gently blowing a breath into his ear. A numbness instantly spread from the edge of his ear to his heart.

  The maid whispered: "Sir, do you like it this way?"

  Ye Feng let out a cold hum, stretched out his hand and twisted the maid's hands behind her back. The maid felt pain and couldn't help but cry out.

  Yefeng smiled and said: "I don't like it this way, you know? Actually I'm a pervert, I prefer SM."

  As he spoke, his hands didn't stop for a moment, taking off the maid's waistband and binding her two hands behind her back. Then, amidst her cries of surprise, he picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bedside, laughing loudly.

  Ye Feng walked to the bedside, exerting force to throw her onto the bed. He turned around and rummaged through the room, laughing lewdly while continuously saying: "Whip, candles, and large needles, none of these things can be missing. Otherwise, it's not enjoyable when doing it. And you have to be careful, can't use too much force, or else like the previous one, you'll kill her in an instant and there won't be any more fun."

  The maid was shocked, her pretty face turned pale, and she exclaimed: "You... you pervert, I'll haunt you even after I'm dead."

  "Go ahead, scream as loud as you can. No one will come even if you scream louder. And the more you scream, the more excited I get, and the more fun it is to play. Haha, today is just too great."

  As he spoke, he lewdly and pervertedly stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

  The maid lay on the bed, frightened and closed her mouth, biting her teeth tightly. She kept panting. After losing the restraint of her waistband, her collar was half-covered, revealing a pure white jade-like chest, with her full breasts heaving violently.

  Just then, the window behind Ye Feng was gently opened from the outside.

  A dark figure sprang in like a cat, noiselessly. He held a glittering dagger in his hand and pounced on Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng was now smiling lewdly at the maid, seemingly completely unaware of the situation behind him.

  The assassin saw his dagger about to touch Ye Feng's back, and he felt a thrill of excitement in his heart. He looked forward to hearing the sound of the dagger piercing into Ye Feng's body.

  On the other side of the theater.

  A dark figure slipped into the secret room.

  "Dobellana said with a naturally stingy tone, 'Lord Poseus, how have you been lately? Have you caught all of Diane's pirates yet?'"

  Boas said with disgust: "Don't speak to me in that lowly merchant tone, nobles have a way of speaking to each other. If you have any dissatisfaction, say it directly."

  Duobela sneered and said, "Since that's the case, then I won't be polite. Don't you know why you didn't follow the requirements and led the army to arrive ahead of time? Do you know how much money you've made me lose?"

  Bo Xiu angrily said: "That's because you're so stupid, you don't even look at the kind of people you've brought together, a bunch of rabble. It took two days and they still couldn't take down Siniya, which only had 300 defenders, and in the end, their camp was burned by a single cavalryman, one person blocking the advance of 4,000."

  He seemed to recall something, and in a rage he grabbed a vase from the room and smashed it on the ground with great force. "You could let 4,000 pigs climb up and maybe they could knock down the walls of Sichuan."

  "Hmph!" Dobella snorted coldly and said: "Who's a pig? Speak more cleanly."

  Bo Xiu was furious, slamming his hand on the table and shouting: "It's you, this good-for-nothing! You're always so arrogant and domineering, but it turns out you can't even withstand a little bit... If I had known earlier..."

  "Shut up, Poseidon." An old voice said. Sounded like that old coffin nail.

  The room fell silent for a moment, with only Poseidon's heavy breathing echoing out.

  After a moment, Oshus said in his aged voice: "Poseidon, I've told you how many times. Dolabella is our ally, we must unite as one and stand together. Only then can we do well in our cause."

  Poseidon was silent.

  Augustus slammed his cane on the floor, making a loud noise. "I've told you many times before, to get close to Julia Nia. It would be best if you could become the son-in-law of that useless Duke and finally put Siniya under our control. Not to chase after her attendant..."

  Posca explained: "Diana is not her maid, she is the commander of the Cyrenaic garrison, and her father was the famous General Rabirius."

  Augustus cut him off coldly and said, "It's all the same. No matter who she is, our family can't possibly let a brainless violent woman in."

  He exaggeratedly raised his hands to express his surprise. Then he continued, "A violent woman like this is going to be the wife of the next generation's family head? I have to remind you that if you insist on this, your candidate qualifications will be cancelled."

  Bo Shou sneered: "Cancel it then. Although I'm not the eldest son, I haven't fallen to the point where I need a woman's help to secure my position."

  This remark hit Osho's sore spot, and he flew into a rage, slapping Poseidon in the face with his palm, shouting: "You ungrateful thing! I've wasted my efforts on you, get out of here!"

  Bo Xiu looked up at the sky and laughed loudly twice, then walked out with big strides and slammed the door shut with a loud "bang".

  Oswald stared at the door, muttering under his breath: "Good-for-nothing."

  He didn't see Dobella's fleeting sinister expression.

  Dobella stepped forward and said: "The Ye Feng from the Duke's Mansion has caused us a lot of trouble, interrupting our transaction. Now the most pressing issue is to get rid of him."

  He paused for a moment, then added fiercely: "No matter what method is used."

  Augustus glanced at him with a hint of disgust and thought: It's you who messed things up.

  Dobela took an involuntary step back, shrinking away in fear.

  Oswald snapped back to attention, chuckling: "No need. I think we'll hold off on taking action for now. There are those who are more anxious about this deal than us, and they will make their move. Ye Feng single-handedly dared to attack thousands of pirates, and now he's even become the mentor of a young duke - not an easy target. Why bother provoking this fish?"

  Dobella wanted to say more, but Oshus waved his hand and said decisively: "This matter is settled. I have other things to attend to, excuse me."

  He nodded slightly and walked out of the room.

  Dobella heard his footsteps fade away, and then she cursed angrily: "This bunch of damn Kolonga donkeys, with eyes all grown on their foreheads."

  Someone chuckled and said: "Sir, isn't this a good opportunity for you to understand who your true friends are? Who will help you wholeheartedly to obtain the position of governor?"

  Dobella laughed and said: "Very well, please reply to the Prime Minister that Dobella will continue to serve him as before, whether or not he has the hat of Governor General of Siniya on his head."

  Chubby accompanied by a smile said: "If there is, it would be better, right?"

  Dobella burst out laughing.

  Someone outside the door said respectfully: "Sir, the next game is about to begin."

  Duobeira's smile faded as she said, "I understand."

  He turned his head to Fatso and complained: "I really don't know why those girls like these things, what's the point of crying and sobbing? I think gladiatorial combat is more interesting."

  The man outside the door urged: "Sir, Madam is probably getting impatient."

  "Here I come," Dobella muttered discontentedly under her breath and opened the door, walking out with Fatty.

  Just as the dagger was about to strike, Ye Feng lightly turned around, and the dagger swung empty. At this moment, the assassin's move had already been used up, and there was no time to change moves.

  Yefeng's right hand had already risen high, aiming at the assassin's neck and chopping down with force. The assassin flipped his left hand over, blocking Yefeng's heavy blow.

  Under Ye Feng's ruthless counterattack, the assassin couldn't help but let out a low cry. He exerted force with his left foot on the ground and flipped to the right, opening up some distance between him and Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng was taken aback, sizing up the assassin in front of him, who was dressed from head to toe in black and had a black cloth covering his face. Upon seeing the assassin's curvaceous figure, he leered and said: "Another little girl, wanting to play a game of double flying with me? Let's make one thing clear, if you're not pretty enough, I won't pay after we're done."

  The assassin gazed at him coldly, his eyes shooting out sharp and piercing glances. He cursed with hatred: "Scum!"

  She thought of the moment when the eagle turned upside down, and she couldn't help but change color. She knew that although her own skills were not weak, there was still a certain gap between her and Ye Feng. Probably only her own master could match him in strength.

  According to the rules of assassins, if one strike doesn't hit, they should retreat immediately. But seeing the maid lying on the bed like a pitiful lamb, the assassin couldn't bear it, she was after all a companion who grew up together with him.

  The assassin gritted his teeth, and with his left hand, he pulled out another dagger from his waist. With two daggers in hand, he made a few swift moves, and then pounced again. Ye Feng calmly took a step back, his right hand waving lightly, and the candle holder on the table flew towards the assassin.

  The assassin dodged to the side, his speed unabated, and continued to pounce on Ye Feng. The dagger in his hand danced, disrupting Ye Feng's line of sight, while his right foot flew out, kicking his opponent's abdomen directly.

  Ye Feng dodged to the side and with his right hand pulled down on the assassin's raised foot.

  The assassin's center of gravity shifted, and her legs were split into a standard one-character shape, sitting on the ground. A piercing pain came from between her legs. The kind of pain that was like pulling out bones and tendons made her almost cry out loud, with tears already streaming down her face.