457. When one whale falls, ten thousand things thrive (5k)

Assassin!

With this heart-wrenching shout, the quiet Cao Transport Office was filled with the sound of dogs barking.

The starlight overhead also grew cold and harsh. As Ning Zechen loudly issued a warning, a strong sense of anger and confusion surged in his heart.

However, the enemy gave him no time to think. Four assassins dressed in night attire attacked him almost simultaneously from four directions.

The bright blades in their hands gleamed like a spider web, trapping the Shipping Governor in the center. Such an attack was difficult to resist, not to mention he was heavily injured, even in his prime.

Am I going to die... Facing death, Governor Ning strained to turn his head towards the bedroom, seeing the window lit up, and his wife's shadow rapidly enlarged.

"Don't go..." he wanted to warn, but the assassin was already in front. However, at this moment, the night air seemed to ripple in waves.

From afar came a sigh-like chant:

"Amitabha Buddha..."