The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

On the second floor, the classical beauty sat alone in front of the window, the moonlight shining on her delicate face, reflecting the determination and helplessness flashing in her eyes.

She knew that this was the last chance fate gave her, an opportunity that could change her destiny.

She knew very well that if she could successfully complete the assassination mission, she would be able to break free from this endless bondage and regain her freedom.

However, if she fails, what awaits her will be endless darkness and despair.

The red lantern is like the messenger of death. Once it is hung up, it means the beginning of action.

The masters around her were waiting for the opportunity like hungry wolves. Once she gave the signal, they would pounce on the target without hesitation.

She took a deep breath, a mixture of emotions welling up in her heart.

She knew that she had to make the man lose his ability to resist first before she could create an opportunity for those masters.

This is not just an assassination, but also a battle of psychology and wisdom.

She had to plan everything carefully to make sure every step was precise.

She gently stroked the clothes on her body, which she had specially prepared for this operation.

She had to make sure that she could hide her identity while also demonstrating sufficient strength at critical moments.

There was a determined light in her eyes, as if she had seen hope for the future.

The red lanterns swayed gently in the night wind, just as uneasy as her mood at the moment.

However, she knew she had no way out and could only move forward.

She slowly stood up and walked towards the man who was about to change her destiny.

Zhang Fan walked up the stairs slowly and his eyes fell on the classical beauty in cheongsam.

She was wearing an exquisite cheongsam today, with a graceful figure and an indescribable charm in her elegance.

There was a hint of complex emotion in his eyes, as if hiding deep worry and determination.

"Master, do you want to listen to some music today?" the classical beauty asked softly. Her voice was as clear as spring water, but with a hint of trembling that she deliberately concealed.

Her expression remained normal, but Zhang Fan could feel the turmoil in her heart.

She walked towards him slowly, each step seemed so calm, but Zhang Fan noticed that she was a little more proactive than usual.

Her hairpin flashed brightly under the light, but Zhang Fan knew that it contained a deadly poison.

Just a slight touch would be enough to kill Zhang Fan on the spot.

The atmosphere around seemed to become tense. The classical beauty had made up her mind that she would end it all in her own way.

Zhang Fan's eyes met with the classical beauty, and he understood the determination and helplessness in her eyes.

Looking at Zhang Fan's deep and calm eyes, the classical beauty felt an indescribable complex emotion in her heart.

She approached slowly, each step light and graceful, as if she was dancing a silent dance.

Her red lips were tender and charming, emitting an intoxicating fragrance. She gently approached Zhang Fan's face with an alluring tenderness.

When her lips covered Zhang Fan's lips, time seemed to freeze.

This was a gentle trap, a trap that could make any man intoxicated. Zhang Fan felt her softness and fragrance, but his heart was extremely clear.

Zhang Fan knew that all of this was carefully planned by the classical beauty. She wanted to confuse him in this way and make him let down his guard.

However, Zhang Fan did not indulge in this gentle environment.

I know the intentions of the classical beauty and what she will do next.

Waiting quietly, feeling her tenderness and fragrance, while also observing her movements.

Sure enough, not long after, the classical beauty began to secretly move her fingers towards the hairpin.

She moved very carefully, fearing that Zhang Fan would notice.

However, Zhang Fan had already seen through everything.

The hairpin in the hands of the classical beauty flickered coldly in the moonlight. Although she was hesitant in her heart, her hands moved without hesitation.

She gently stabbed the man in front of her, and after a moment of resistance, the hairpin easily pierced Zhang Fan's skin.

Her heart tightened, knowing that the poison, which was fatal on impact, had begun to take effect.

Zhang Fan's body slowly fell in front of her, and his once deep eyes had now lost their luster.

She put away her hairpin and walked upstairs step by step. Each step seemed heavy and difficult, as if she was fighting against her inner demons.

When she walked upstairs, she picked up another red lantern and hung it high, which was a sign that she had completed the task.

However, at this moment, a group of men in black suddenly appeared at the door.

They were wearing the same black clothes and had ferocious smiles on their faces.

The classical beauty looked at them and couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in her heart.

"I have killed him." She tried to make her voice sound calm. "Take me away."

However, the leading man in black burst into laughter, and the sound was extremely harsh in the silent night.

"Leave? You've been played with all over by that man inside, where else do you want to go?" He said sarcastically, "But we don't mind, let our brothers play with you first."

Hearing this, the classical beauty was stunned.

She never imagined that these people she once worked with would say such shameless words.

Her heart was filled with anger and resentment. She had paid too much for this mission, even sacrificing her innocence and dignity.

But now, these people treat her like this.

"How could you...how could you do this?" She shouted angrily, "If it weren't for me, would you have succeeded?"

However, the men in black remained unmoved. They surrounded them one after another, with lustful gleams in their eyes.

The classical beauty knew that she had nowhere to escape, so she could only close her eyes and silently endure the coming humiliation and pain.

The mission was completed and I thought I could go back and be with my loved one, but in the end, I was betrayed by this group of people.

But it is a kind of relief. There is still a silver hairpin in his hand. They can only get their own bodies!

Just when the classical beauty was about to commit suicide, gunshots were heard outside, and the men in black at the door fell down one by one.

The men in black fled in all directions. They didn't know what was happening and seemed to be targeted.

I clearly completed the mission, so why am I still being targeted?

There were some masters from some sects among this group of people. They were much calmer, but they also had a feeling of being locked down, as if they were locked down by some master, and it felt like they could not escape from the Five Finger Mountain no matter how hard they ran.

The classical beauty closed her eyes. She realized something was wrong and was about to commit suicide when she felt a sharp pain in her wrist and her hairpin fell to the ground.

She was startled and looked at the large mirror in front of her, and saw that the man she had killed had come back to life.

He walked up behind her and tore open her cheongsam. The classical beauty's breathing began to become abnormal.

What's the matter?