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Chapter 571 Assassination (3)

Chapter 571: Chapter 571 Assassination (3)

"I’m already arranging the flight and will be at the An Family soon. Tutu, be careful yourself. Believe me, the old man and the others won’t get hurt; I’ve got everything under control."

After hanging up the phone, An Yiqing didn’t say a word, snatched Zhang Yuksheng’s car keys, and slammed the accelerator to the floor. The car shot out like a cheetah.

In the car, An Yiqing’s lips were tightly pressed together, her eyes fixated straight ahead. Due to the high speed, the engine roared loudly.

Who exactly wanted to assassinate the An Family? And even offered a bounty of a hundred million!

A foreign assassins’ website? Which one? Who had the audacity to target Commander Xuan Jin’s family? Weren’t they afraid of Xuan Jin’s retaliation?

In a moment, An Yiqing quickly assembled and sorted the sudden influx of information in her mind, striving to clarify her thoughts.

Gu Yelin’s flight, from being arranged to taking off and then reaching the An Family, would take roughly ten minutes. During this period, many things might happen!

An Yiqing’s face was as dark as ink as she reached for her phone and dialed a number.

"Ah Feng, you and the others must rush to my home immediately, at the fastest speed! My grandfather and the others might be under attack right now! Be quick!"

The urgent, cold voice of An Yiqing startled An Zhifeng who answered the phone, but he quickly grasped the situation.

"On our way!"

An Zhifeng hung up and within three seconds rallied the Twelve Blood Generals from different parts of the large estate and quickly drove off!

After making calls to the Twelve Blood Generals, An Yiqing’s heart eased a little. The distance between the An Family Villa and the residence of the Twelve Blood Generals wasn’t too far; a normal drive would take about seven or eight minutes, but at a faster speed, they could probably arrive in about three minutes.

An Yiqing believed in the capabilities and speed of the Twelve Blood Generals. Among them, the most talented, Boss An Zhifeng, and the second, An Zhihuo, had already reached the Peak of the Great Achievement State and were showing signs of breaking into the Innate Realm.

Ever since the incident with Xiao Shulan, the Twelve Blood Generals deeply realized the importance of strength. Without power, they could only watch helplessly as An Yiqing’s life was hanging by a thread. It was a pain they did not want to experience again in their lifetime.

Therefore, since then, these men had been training with the determination as if they had taken Complete Tonic Pills. Although the An Family members and the Twelve Blood Generals were turned into Ancient Martial Artists by An Yiqing’s Condense Spirit technique, because the Twelve Blood Generals placed more emphasis on physical limit training, their power had caught up to that of the An Family members, even without their exceptional talents.

Thinking of the recently rapid progress of the Twelve Blood Generals, An Yiqing felt somewhat relieved, but her hands gripping the steering wheel were still tight, betraying her inner worry.

At this moment, inside the An Family Villa, the battle between Elder An and An Zisheng with the assassins was about to enter a white-hot phase.

After hundreds of moves in the confrontation, An Zisheng and the others were beginning to be outmatched. While several of them possessed strength around the Great Achievement level, they hadn’t experienced real combat and usually just trained in military drills.

Old Master An was better off, having fought and killed many enemies alongside Old Master Gu in their days of military glory, he had experience in fighting and killing. His punches and kicks contained not only powerful gusts of Inner Breath but also a tangible murderous aura.

However, An Zisheng and especially the brothers An Zhihang and An Zhiyan, who grew up in peaceful times, were far less capable. Although they had also been through grueling training in the military and had mastered good martial skills, coupled with robust Inner Breath, they would normally be more than a match for other Ancient Martial Artists. But the seven people they were facing today were killers with numerous lives on their hands; each of them had at least ten murders to their name. Compared to these killing machines, the skills of the An Family members were hardly considerable.