The Badge Disciples were a sect from Greece, or rather, ancient Greece, and were the most mysterious organization. Apart from those within their ranks, no one knew how long the Badge Disciples had existed.
However, based on Ning Beichen's understanding of the Badge Disciples, they had not been heard from for over a hundred years. So why would they have abducted James this time?
There was another major question: what unforgivable act had James committed to attract the attention of the Badge Disciples?
Therefore, when Ning Beichen heard about the Badge Disciples, he knew that James's situation was not simple, and it was no wonder he had asked for his help.
However, Ning Beichen had not yet contacted James and therefore did not know the detailed situation.
Regarding the ancient organization, the Badge Disciples, Ning Beichen might not have understood them, but he was not afraid. He had already dealt with the Holy Temple, and with his current strength, why would he fear a mere Badge Disciple?
However, thinking about it now was useless. He would find out once he located James.
Ning Beichen settled into the small inn and was about to go to sleep when he suddenly sensed danger. The source of the danger was coming from the direction of the wall.
Immediately after, Ning Beichen saw a hole appear in the wall, and a bullet flew towards his head. Ning Beichen didn't even try to dodge, letting the bullet hit his head.
With a *bang*!
The bullet struck Ning Beichen's temple, but it fell off as if it had hit a layer of leather, causing him no harm whatsoever.
Recently, Ning Beichen had been cultivating using the statue bird, and his Prajna Golden Body had reached the third level. It could not only block bullets but even missiles.
The fact that the assailant could hit him from outside, through a wall, clearly indicated the use of some high-tech, powerful firearm with infrared night vision.
However, the assailant likely never expected that their powerful firearm would be completely ineffective against Ning Beichen.
Ning Beichen feigned being shot and fell down, then immediately spread out his senses, quickly locating the assassin on the sixth floor of a residential building opposite the inn, by a window.
Ning Beichen lay still on the ground, hoping to lure the assassin closer.
But the assassin was cautious and showed no intention of coming over to check, or perhaps they were confident in their marksmanship and believed they had killed Ning Beichen.
Since the assassin wouldn't come, Ning Beichen had to go to him.
After firing the shot, the assassin, through their infrared scope, saw Ning Beichen fall and a satisfied smile appeared on their lips. They then began to pack up their equipment, preparing to escape.
From the moment they started their career, no target had ever survived their aim, not a single one. The person in front of them would be no exception.
This ingrained confidence from years of practice meant they saw no need for a second check.
Soon, the assassin disassembled the firearm and placed each part into a modified violin case. A violin case was the best form of disguise; no one would pay too much attention to someone carrying one.
Just as they were carrying the violin case to the door, ready to leave,
*Bang*.
The door flew in from the outside, smashing heavily against the assassin and knocking them to the ground.
The sudden impact of the door left the assassin dizzy. Their first instinct was to push the door panel off them and get up.
But before they could stand, a foot slammed down onto the door panel with a *bang*.
The assassin felt as if they were being crushed by a mountain beneath the door panel. Their throat tightened, and they spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The assassin's head was spinning, and their chest was in immense pain. Even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain in their chest. Based on their experience, they immediately realized that their bones were likely broken.
"Who?"
"Who is it?"
The assassin desperately tried to open their eyes to look in Ning Beichen's direction, but their vision was blurred, and they could only see multiple images, vaguely discerning that the other party seemed to be a man.
After a while, Ning Beichen moved his foot away, then kicked the door panel open. Looking down at the assassin, he revealed a grim smile.
At this moment, the assassin finally got a clear look at the man in front of them, which undoubtedly made their hair stand on end, giving them a chilling sensation.
He...
He wasn't killed by my shot?
They had seen this man fall after being shot in the head.
Why?
Why was he here?
Even if my shot hadn't killed him on the spot, he should have been seriously injured, and there was no way he could have reached him this quickly.
Because the location where they fired was not very close to the inn. Even running over would have taken a few minutes.
But from the moment they fired, disassembled the weapon, to getting up to leave, the entire process hadn't even taken two minutes.
Setting aside whether the target was seriously injured, even if they weren't, it was impossible for them to have found him in such a short amount of time.
Yet, the target was right in front of him, looking at him with a playful expression, as if at an idiot.
"Who sent you to kill me?"
Ning Beichen asked the assassin from above.
"It was..."
The assassin let out some indistinct sounds and then suddenly pulled out a handgun and fired at Ning Beichen.
As an assassin, how could they not have considered the possibility of facing such a desperate situation one day?
So they had long trained for such a scenario and knew how to handle it.
But the premise was that they would be facing ordinary people to have a chance to turn the tables.
*Bang! Bang! Bang!*
The assassin fired three shots.
All three bullets hit Ning Beichen. To the assassin's relief, whether you were a ghost or a demon, they didn't believe you could survive being shot three times.
However, the assassin was soon dumbfounded. They saw three bullets fall from Ning Beichen's body, while Ning Beichen remained completely unharmed, not even a drop of blood.
"You... are you a killer or a demon?"
The assassin was terrified. They weren't afraid of powerful enemies, but when an enemy surpassed their understanding, they became extremely fearful.
Ning Beichen smiled and took the handgun from him. In front of the assassin, he squeezed it, and the handgun crumbled into pieces, along with a few unfired bullets.
"You can think of me as a demon, I don't mind, but now I need to know who sent you to kill me?"
Ning Beichen asked him with a smile.
But in the assassin's eyes, the smile on Ning Beichen's face was like a demon smiling at him.