The upscale restaurant is hosting a welcome banquet.
Eleven-year-old Prince and three other children who also want to join the Li family are gathered on the street outside.
They disguise themselves as flower-selling children, hiding guns inside the flowers.
The plan is simple; when the target comes out, they would offer flowers and shoot two dead.
Prince is short and skinny, his cheeks covered with a layer of dust, and his large eyes reveal a lively spirit.
He's dirty, but the flowers are well-prepared, and his hands are specially washed clean.
Prince knows that this can win maximum sympathy from others.
After all, in the slums, there are too many people who want to be assassins.
In this race, it's quite crowded; he must put in some effort to gain favor from above.
"This is our first mission, don't think about competing, work together to achieve it, and only then can we gain recognition from above."
"Mm."
The other three children nod, then start pretending to ask passing people if they'd like to buy flowers.
Soon, they haven't sold many flowers, but the target has already walked out of the upscale restaurant.
One of them is a very beautiful girl.
Prince, in the slum, has never thought that there could be such a beautiful girl in the world.
Her skin is as white as snow falling in winter, and her golden hair reminds him of Li Cheng's gold bracelet.
Her eyes are as lively as the sky without clouds, immensely blue.
Unfortunately, Prince sighs inwardly, quickly holding up the flowers, and politely says, "Big sister, do you want to buy flowers?"
His face is full of expectant expression.
The director rudely waves his hand, "Get away from me!"
Emily glances at the child, immediately realizing this child is not simply selling flowers.
She looks at the other three children gathering around.
She smiles and says, "Alright, let this brother give you money to buy flowers."
With that, she playfully winks.
Aozawa immediately understands her meaning and uses Will-o'-the-wisp to hypnotize them.
This Noble Phantasm had already been released upon Emily's reminder when getting off the plane.
The purpose is to better cover their tracks.
Everyone knows that a Noble Phantasm requires its name to be recited before release.
The three children also crowd forward, "Sister, buy my flowers." "Mine are better." "Mine."
Emily smiles and says, "Okay, I'll buy them all."
"Thank you, sister."
Prince smiles, suddenly tugging the flowers to reveal a dark gun barrel.
He pulls the trigger.
Bang, a shot hits Emily's chest.
Then the other three also open fire.
Bang bang, guns without silencers shoot at Emily and Aozawa.
The two fall down simultaneously.
Blood splatters as Prince quickly turns and leaves.
The director and others seem dumbfounded, staying put without daring to move.
...
"Haha, we did it~"
Prince is all smiles, as if he'd gone on a picnic and picked an apple.
He and the other three run back to the slum.
The intricate roads are so familiar in their eyes, without a bit of hesitation, quickly bypassing them, returning to Li Cheng's yard.
Prince knocks on the door, shouting, "Brother Deng, we completed the task, that guy is dead now."
The door opens, and the man with a blast hairstyle sees the four children, also seeing Aozawa and the petite figure jumping off Aozawa's back behind them.
Golden hair shines under the sunlight.
"You really have some guts."
The blast-haired man's face changes, wanting to draw a gun.
Aozawa springs forward.
The four children are directly knocked to the ground by the gust of wind.
Using only his physical strength, he kicks the door to pieces, the shattered door turns the blast-haired man behind into a hedgehog, then his body, like a rag, flies high, smashing into and breaking the door inside.
Such a horrifying scene frightens Prince, sending him sitting on the ground, not daring to move; he cannot understand why the person he killed suddenly appeared?
And becomes so terrifying, has he become a ghost?
Thinking of this, fear rises in Prince's heart.
He heard from his parents before, some ghosts like to throw disobedient children into boiling oil for eating.
Prince used to be afraid, thinking such ghosts existed, later as he grew, he believed it was his parents' lie.
Now he believes again.
"Don't fry me!"
Prince shouts, propping himself up, running quickly towards home.
The three other children are also frightened and run away quickly.
"Hmph, a bunch of brats."
Emily shakes her head, not pursuing them, thinking in such a country how can one be harsh on those children.
She looks at the people in the yard and strides forward, "I don't think you're from the Ganqi Cult.
Who's behind instructing you to make a move?"
Emily thinks, unless the Ganqi Cult's brains are kicked by a mule.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have thought of using so few people to try and take out two Treasure Users.
The bodyguards remain silent.
The blast-haired man is completely dead.
Li Cheng knows he's been played, not sitting in the living room, stands up and walks outside.
As a child, he came to the Philippines with his elders to work.
Initially just a laborer doing whatever, later gathering with other Chinese who came gradually, forming today's status, also considered fighting through piles of corpses and seas of blood.
He has no fear of the dead, steps forward saying, "This time we were reckless, it's all under Mickey of the Max family's instructions to make a move on you."
Hearing this name, Emily raises an eyebrow, isn't the Max family the current president's family?
Goodness, turns out the Ganqi Cult is connected with the Max family.
According to international law, even a country's president cannot escape accountability, would be taken to the International Court.
