Chapter 1113: Don’t Care About That Little Money

"Of course, I can." Ma Fu was completely terrified and quickly said, "According to the Assassin's Guild's rules, a posted mission can be withdrawn at any time, and half of the commission can be returned.

As long as I take the voucher there tomorrow, I can immediately withdraw the mission, guaranteeing that no one will trouble you again."

"Is that true? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Ma Fu said, "No, no, everyone in Tianlang City knows this rule. How would I dare to lie to you?"

"Is that so? In that case, you two are useless. Go to your deaths now."

Ye Bufan still had a faint smile on his face, but a deep killing intent suddenly erupted.

Ma Fu's face instantly turned pale with shock: "You can't kill me! If you kill me, no one will be able to cancel the Assassin's Guild mission."

Ye Bufan said indifferently, "You don't need to worry about that. I will naturally have a way."

"Boy, go to your death!"

Just then, Ma Zhiqiang, who was beside him, roared, then raised his hand, and a light blue mist enveloped Ye Bufan with a puff.

Seeing this, the father and son immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then laughed arrogantly.

Ma Fu said smugly, "Boy, do you really think I was begging for mercy from you? I was just trying to attract your attention. Now that you've been poisoned by our smoke, just wait to die…"

After speaking, the two of them laughed smugly again. This was a poison they had bought with a large sum of money from the Assassin's Guild, and it was said to kill on contact.

But their laughter stopped abruptly halfway, and they looked ahead in horror.

Ye Bufan just waved his hand casually, and the poisonous smoke disappeared completely, with no signs of poisoning at all.

"This…"

The Ma Family father and son were instantly dumbfounded. Wasn't this poisonous smoke said to be extremely potent? Wasn't it said to kill on contact? How come this guy was perfectly fine?

"You're overthinking it. This stuff is useless against me."

Although Ye Bufan's cultivation had greatly decreased, his body, which had been trained to be immune to all poisons, was still there. How could he care about such a small amount of poisonous smoke?

Ma Zhiqiang saw that things were going badly and turned to run, then a cracking sound came from his ear, followed by his head seeing the situation behind him.

Ye Bufan twisted his neck, then kicked him to the ground, and reached out to take the Storage Ring from his hand.

"This… you bastard, you actually killed my son! I'll fight you to the death…"

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Ma Fu saw Ma Zhiqiang killed and pounced on him like a madman.

It was a pity that his strength was too low. Even if his cultivation had not been abolished before, he would not have been an opponent, let alone now.

Ye Bufan kicked him to the ground, then took the ring from his hand.

His Divine Sense swept over them. The two father and son's rings indeed contained a lot of gold coins, piled up like small mountains, totaling a million.

He looked at Ma Fu: "You already have so much money. Wouldn't it be better to be honest and be a rich man? Why do you insist on seeking death?"

Ma Fu's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was full of hatred.

"Ye, you ruined everything for our father and son! I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"

Ye Bufan shook his head. He didn't care about such meaningless threats at all. He continued to scan the Storage Ring, then flipped his wrist, and a golden card appeared in his palm.

The card was exquisitely made, with the words "Assassin's Guild" written on the front and the number 1527 on the back. This should be the voucher mentioned earlier.

"Ye Bufan, it's useless for you to have this. Without me, the Assassin's Guild will not cancel the mission against you. In the future, you will face endless pursuits. Just wait to die!

You won't let our father and son live well, and you won't live either, hahahahaha…"

At the end, Ma Fu laughed wildly, seemingly satisfied with the result.

"I told you not to worry about it."

Ye Bufan looked at him with a slight smile, then the muscles on his face twisted, and the bones in his body creaked.

In the blink of an eye, his appearance had become exactly like Ma Fu's, and even his physique was no different.

Ma Fu's laughter stopped abruptly, and he was instantly dumbfounded. He never expected that Ye Bufan would have such an ability.

The two of them now looked exactly alike, with no difference. Not to mention the people from the Assassin's Guild, even if Ma Zhiqiang were alive, he wouldn't be able to tell who was real and who was fake.

"You… you… who exactly are you?"

At this moment, Ma Fu's eyes were filled with terror. He didn't know what kind of existence he had provoked, to have such terrifying means.

"Go down and ask King Yama."

After saying that, Ye Bufan struck out a palm, directly severing his heart meridian, then flicked out two Dan Fires, refining the bodies of the father and son completely.

For such people with wolfish hearts,

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He always eradicated them. It was just that Su Dingfang was too soft-hearted before, which led to later troubles. Now, he would naturally not make such a mistake again.

After killing Ma Fu, he took a set of clothes from the room, changed into them, then walked out of the medical clinic and headed towards the Assassin's Guild.

The Assassin's Guild was located right in the center of Tianlang City. At this moment, the entire city was asleep, and everything was silent except for the brightly lit guild.

The reason was simple: night was when the Assassin's Guild was open for business.

Ye Bufan, disguised as Ma Fu, walked in. As soon as he entered, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old female attendant warmly greeted him.

"Honored guest, may I help you?"

Ye Bufan secretly praised, this Assassin's Guild's service was quite good, but thinking about it, it was normal.

They charged a 200,000 commission for a mere ordinary service staff. With such a profitable business, it was normal to have a good attitude, after all, the people who came here were all big spenders.

"I want to cancel the previous mission."

Ye Bufan flipped his wrist, took out the golden card, and then quietly slipped 100 gold coins into the female attendant's palm.

The female attendant's expression changed slightly, and then a brilliant smile bloomed on her face.

Not many guests here gave tips, and it was the first time she had seen someone so generous.

"Honored guest, please follow me."

The female attendant enthusiastically led Ye Bufan into the Assassin's Guild, finally arriving at a window where she directly liaised with the staff inside to handle the business.

With the mission card, everything was extremely simple. Soon, Ma Fu's previously posted assassination mission was canceled, half of the commission was deducted, and 100,000 gold coins were returned.

After the business was done, the female attendant said, "Honored guest, why are you canceling your mission? With the strength of our guild, I believe there will be results very soon. This way, you've lost a full 100,000 gold coins."

"It's fine. The reason I posted the mission before was due to a misunderstanding. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, I naturally have to cancel the mission.

As for the loss, it doesn't matter. I don't care about that small amount of money."

Ye Bufan spoke very grandly. He naturally wouldn't feel bad about losing 100,000 gold coins, because it wasn't his money at all. On the contrary, he had made a profit.