He paused and looked at his team members.
"There is also a level-forty-three Innate Martial Artist named Zhao Gufeng. He used to be an underground boxer, but Wang Haidong later poached him for a hefty sum to exclusively handle his personal security.
"According to the files, Zhao Gufeng is forty-one years old. His Fist Technique is fierce, and he has abundant practical combat experience. He once killed three Martial Artists of the same level all by himself."
A photo of Zhao Gufeng appeared on the holographic screen. He was a bald, middle-aged man with a fleshy, intimidating face and a vicious glint in his eyes.
Zhou Bin stared at the photo, furrowing his brow.
"A level-forty-three Innate Martial Artist with abundant practical combat experience..." He looked at Xu Wuyi. "Captain Meng, you're taking Fang Xiaoxiao with you. Are you confident that just the two of you can handle Zhao Gufeng and his eleven subordinates?"
