The Beautiful CEO's Super Soldier King-Chapter 681 [Surrounding Thousand Faces]

"Fine, tell me how to cooperate with you," Chen Xijun said.

"I will park the car in a hidden spot, and you two just stay inside. Kevin Nickmit, you’re responsible for positioning, and you’re in charge of updating us on the situation at all times," Ye Chenfeng arranged.

"No problem!" Chen Xijun made an OK gesture.

After parking the car in a concealed spot, Ye Chenfeng, carrying equipment, got out of the car,

Speaking of equipment, Ye Chenfeng thought that only two items would actually be useful: a walkie-talkie and a handgun, even the handgun was optional.

In the hands of ’Face Changer,’ such firearms could instead prove ineffective, of course, depending also on who was wielding these weapons.

Ye Chenfeng cautiously made his way forward and soon arrived at the residential area of Shen Yuqin’s home.

"He’s not upstairs. His location is inside the residential area. Turn left, walk straight, then..."

Chen Xijun continuously reported the assassin ’Face Changer’s’ position through the walkie-talkie as Ye Chenfeng quietly followed the directions provided.

The residential complex of the building Fang He bought for the Shen Family had nice landscaping, including pavilions, fountains, and rockeries as decorations.

"Okay, you are now less than ten meters away from him. You can hide now!" Chen Xijun’s voice came through the earpiece connected to the walkie-talkie.

"Understood!" Ye Chenfeng was slightly shocked; it seemed that Kevin Nickmit, that little twerp, had figured out his position too, otherwise how would he know the position of the two sides was less than ten meters apart.

It was already dark by then. Although there were lights, it was still very dim, which was perfect for concealing his form.

Ye Chenfeng hid behind a rockery and then cast his gaze toward the target person.

"Gah!"

The next moment, Ye Chenfeng was completely stunned because he also saw a Ye Chenfeng appearing before his eyes, with the same face, physique, and demeanor.

Instantly, Ye Chenfeng felt as if he were looking in a mirror, a perfect match.

For the ’Face Changer’ Ye Chenfeng, there was only one word to describe it: "Impressive."

Next to the fake Ye Chenfeng was Wang Lulu, all dressed up and looking incredibly happy.

"Wang Lulu, are you brain-dead? Did you even think that I would ask you out on my own?" Ye Chenfeng silently cursed in his heart.

"Brother Chenfeng, you haven’t been here for a long time. Mom and Dad have missed you. It’s been so long since you visited, I thought you had forgotten about us," Wang Lulu said with a smile.

The fake Ye Chenfeng smiled, "How could I forget about you? See, I came over tonight, didn’t I?"

Hiding behind the rockery, Ye Chenfeng was startled because this fake Ye Chenfeng spoke exactly like him.

"Really? Then shall we go up?" Wang Lulu said happily.

The fake Ye Chenfeng’s eyes were tinged with lake-like melancholy, he said passionately, "Actually, I mainly came to see you tonight."

"Really... really?" Wang Lulu’s teeth chattered, too excited to speak clearly, "Brother Chenfeng, are... are you really... here to see me?"

"Really! In fact, I followed you here right after you got off work, silently watching your shadow," said the fake Ye Chenfeng.

"Ah?"

Wang Lulu was so overwhelmed with excitement that she almost fainted; happiness had come so suddenly that she was caught off guard.

"Lulu, you really are a good girl, a very, very good girl!" said the fake Ye Chenfeng with deep affection.

For a moment, Wang Lulu was completely at a loss, even tears swirling in her eyes.

Hiding behind the rockery, Ye Chenfeng felt nauseated. "Is my taste really that low?"

"I need to start taking action now, or I’ll be sickened to death," Ye Chenfeng thought to himself.

He quietly sent a text message from his phone, not to just anyone, but to the God of Killing himself.

Knowing that the Thousand Faces was here, Ye Chenfeng naturally knew that Chu Qingxue and her sisters were no longer in danger, so he asked the God of Killing to come to help.

It wasn’t that he was worried about not being able to defeat Thousand Faces; he was afraid of Thousand Faces escaping. The assassin’s skill in killing was top-notch, but his ability to escape was even more formidable. Being alive was what mattered most.

That’s where the God of Killing proved his worth.

The fake Ye Chenfeng was still engaged in a heartfelt conversation with Wang Lulu when suddenly, there was an unexpected change.

A gust of cold wind blew, and a black figure, like a streak of black lightning, flashed by.

It teleported instantly to grab Wang Lulu, who was next to the fake Ye Chenfeng. The entire process probably took only a fraction of a second, leaving no time for the brain to react.

Including Thousand Faces, impersonating Ye Chenfeng, he didn’t react until Wang Lulu had vanished from beside him.

Such was the speed of the God of Killing! It produced an effect like a montage!

This kind of speed is about deceiving the eyes and the brain.

"Fuck!" Thousand Faces cursed as he pulled a black object the size of a soybean out of his mouth.

It was not only a voice changer but also had a translation function; he was actually speaking English, but after translation, it came out as Divine Land language.

Without any hesitation, Thousand Faces moved too, chasing in the direction where the God of Killing had disappeared.

At that moment, Ye Chenfeng also emerged from behind the rockery, lit up a cigarette, and followed at a leisurely pace.

In a pitch-dark alley, only visible by the light of the moon,

At the end of the alley, a figure stood out starkly.

With a mask on his face, he stood there like a mountain barrier, a formidable presence like the weight of Mount Tai, overwhelming to the point of breathlessness.

Less than a minute later, another figure appeared in the alley, the impostor Ye Chenfeng, also known as Thousand Faces.

"Not bad, your speed is the fastest I’ve seen in decades. I appreciate that!" Thousand Faces said with a chuckle, his tone carrying a hint of admiration.

The God of Killing simply stood there, watching him coldly, without a word.

"I admit you’re very strong, but you’ve provoked me time and again, especially this time when you snatched someone right beside me. Do you know how humiliating that feels?" Thousand Faces mused to himself.

"Not talking, huh? Well then, let me tell you the way to wash away the humiliation is to kill you. You are strong, but you alone are definitely no match for me!" the assassin Thousand Faces said with a cold laugh.

"Good, I can feel your anger, and anger will transform into the power to kill! I appreciate that!" Thousand Faces said with a grin, "Tonight will take some effort."

"What if you add me?" Just then, a voice unexpectedly sounded behind Thousand Faces, giving him quite a scare.

Turning around, he was shocked to find the real deal had arrived.

"How... how could it be you?" Thousand Faces said in utter shock.

"Why wouldn’t it be me? You’re shocked because you’re wondering how we managed to pinpoint your location and confront you, right?" Ye Chenfeng, puffing on his cigarette, walked leisurely forward, his slow steps imposing the greatest threat on Thousand Faces.