F-class thief? Sorry, I can steal anything.

Chapter 245 Surrender? Don't kill me

Chen Yifan's words echoed like a clumsy joke in the desolate street.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on him as if he were a madman.

you?

A kid who looks like he can't even kill a chicken, and whose psionic energy fluctuations are so weak as to be almost non-existent?

What are you going to use to fight?

Patton's men were taken aback at first, then burst into deafening laughter.

"Hahaha! Did I hear that right? Is this kid trying to commit suicide?"

"A mere Lv.27 trash dares to step onto the field? Does he have a death wish?"

"Boss! This is an insult to us! Let me go, I can crush him with one finger!"

Laughter and disdain surged forth like a tide.

Even those on Mu Wanqing's side, except for Wang Fugui and Lin Xiaoyu, showed expressions of incomprehension.

Zhao Hu's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as he watched.

What is this guy up to now?

"Fanzi, don't be impulsive!" Wang Fugui was also anxious. He leaned over and whispered to persuade him.

Chen Yifan winked at him, his eyes seeming to say, "Just relax and watch the show."

He faced everyone's ridicule, looked at Patton, and his face still showed that harmless cowardice.

"Look, my younger brother has done everything in his power to prove his innocence."

He pointed to Zhao Hu behind him, who was swaying precariously and could barely stand, his face full of grief.

"As the older brother, I can't just stand by and do nothing, can I?"

"My strength may be meager, but I also possess a heart that yearns to fight for justice and truth!"

These words were spoken with great passion and fervor, as if he were not going to his death, but to die a martyr's death.

As Barton looked at his foolish, "ready to die" demeanor, the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by a cold calculation.

He originally thought that the other side would send Old K or other core combat forces.

Unexpectedly, they sent over a good-for-nothing who was courting death.

Surprisingly, Mu Wanqing did not object.

Yeah.

Since you yourselves don't care, then I'll help you clean house.

"Fine, I'll grant you your courage." A cruel smile spread across Barton's face.

He gave a wink to a small, thin man behind him, who was completely shrouded in a black robe.

"Shadow, go and have some fun with this 'little hero'."

"Remember, don't let him die too quickly."

Upon hearing this, the man known as "Shadow" let out a hoarse laugh, like that of a night owl.

He emerged from the shadows, two daggers gleaming with an eerie green light deftly twirling in his hands.

An assassin.

A top-tier assassin with a level of at least second job advancement, specializing in assassination.

Sending him to deal with a newbie who's only level 20 is a massacre.

On everyone's face was a look of pity, as if they were watching a good show.

In their eyes, Chen Yifan was already a dead man.

……

The battle begins.

The figure of "Shadow" vanished from the spot the instant the battle began, turning into a wisp of smoke.

fast!

A speed that transcends the limits of visual capture!

Most of the people present couldn't even see his movement clearly.

Chen Yifan then did something that nearly made everyone's jaws drop.

He ran away.

Yes, he ran away.

He clutched his head and let out a terrified scream like a pig being slaughtered, scurrying around the field haphazardly like a rat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Ah! Where are they? Where did they go?!"

"Don't kill me! I surrender! I have elderly parents and young children to support, isn't it enough that I surrender?"

His utterly pathetic appearance left everyone present speechless.

An even louder burst of laughter erupted.

"Hahaha! I thought he was so tough, but he's just a complete coward!"

"That's it? That's hilarious! Does the East Asia branch have no one left?"

Even Patton shook his head dismissively.

He felt that even having "Shadow" do the work would be a bit of a disgrace to his knife.

Mu Qingxue's eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

She knew Chen Yifan was no ordinary person, but she couldn't figure out what he was up to.

Only Wang Fugui, watching the disheveled figure jumping around on the field, felt no panic at all.

Because he knows it all too well.

Fanzi is about to start "reasoning" again.

Moreover, the more realistic his performance, the more tragically his opponent will die.

On the field.

The figure of "Shadow" appeared behind Chen Yifan again and again, like a maggot clinging to his bone.

But he did not act immediately.

He was toying with his prey.

He was enjoying the thrill of absolute control.

The dagger in his hand grazed Chen Yifan's neck and back again and again, lightly slicing across his skin.

It left behind shallow streaks of blood.

But he never actually killed him.

He was using this method to gradually destroy Chen Yifan's psychological defenses.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?" The hoarse voice of "Shadow" rang in Chen Yifan's ears like the whisper of a devil.

Chen Yifan tripped over the gravel with a "plop" and fell flat on his face.

He lay on the ground, trembling violently, his face filled with despair.

"I...I give up...Please don't kill me..."

"Admit defeat?" The figure of "Shadow" slowly materialized before him.

He looked down at the worm-like boy on the ground, his face filled with cruel pleasure.

"Don't you know? In this trial game, there's no option to admit defeat."

"Now, it's time to end this."

He raised the dagger in his hand, aimed it at Chen Yifan's back, and stabbed him fiercely!

Everyone's heart was in their throat.

The next second should be a scene of blood splattering everywhere.

however.

Just as the dagger, gleaming with green light, was about to pierce Chen Yifan's body...

An unexpected change occurred!

The boy was lying on the ground, trembling all over, and looked like he had completely given up resisting.

His body vanished without warning!

That's right!

Vanished into thin air!

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, "Shadow's" originally determined strike pierced the hard cement ground, sending sparks flying.

He was stunned.

He didn't even see how the other person dodged it.

In that fraction of a second of his daze...

A chilling killing intent, so intense it sent shivers down his spine, rose silently from behind him.

He turned around abruptly.

Suddenly, the boy he had always regarded as a plaything appeared behind him.

The fear and despair on the boy's face had long since vanished.

Instead, there is an absolute indifference that borders on coldness.

There was not a trace of emotion in those dark eyes.

It's a downward view, looking at an inanimate object.

"you……"

Only a single hoarse syllable escaped from "Shadow's" throat.

A cold, sharp light, like ripples under the moon, silently swept across his neck.