Female CEO's Super Bodyguard

1"Three days are almost up. How are you going to rule the city center?" The person who spoke had a deep and mellow voice as he admired Mr. Sanli's body. It was as if he was an old sinner who had committed a sin, a sound wave filled with magnetism that caused Hao Wen to feel drowsy, wishing that he could die for him.    1

    

"Master, I'll do it right away." Hao Wen's eyes were filled with confusion, as he lowered his head and replied.    

    

"En!" The master waved his hand, gesturing for him to leave.    

    

He was the only one left in the room, the one known as Master. He let out a light sigh, causing the air to become viscous and thick, and his gaze became deep, like that of a woman under a tree, eighteen years old, filled with an enticing fragrance. Strangely, even when Hao Wen stood in front of him, he could not see his facial features clearly. Because from beginning to end, he was still shrouded in smoke.    

    

When the setting sun passed through the window and covered his face, it revealed his true appearance.    

    

He was a very young man, and if it weren't for the deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes selling his age, he would have thought he was some movie star. His eyes were sometimes deep, sometimes sad, sometimes sentimental.    

    

No woman could resist his charm, just as no man could resist his hypnosis.    

    

Beautiful man, hypnosis, represents the desire for money and rights.    

    

He was still waiting.    

    

Not long after, a figure entered the private room, knelt in front of him and said, "Master, the mission failed. I didn't kill Zhu Di, and instead got saved."    

    

The master seemed to have already known the result and asked, "Go and help Red Sleeve Hall in the dark. Remember, don't use the walking dead ability to prevent others from finding out your identity. Do you understand? "    

    

That person hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, master."    

    

Red Sleeve Hall was the biggest gang in the city center area, but there were also many other small gangs, such as the spies of the Dragon Tiger Gang in the city center area who helped Zhu Xiaoqin to become Zhu Yan's niece.    

    

Every clan needed the power of the white path, and they also needed the power of the black path.    

    

Zhu Yan wanted to borrow Zhu Di's strength and send some of her capable subordinates to retaliate against him frantically, precisely because she wanted to obtain the control area in the city center.    

    

The Dragon City was surging, and many great forces were participating with the aim of controlling the underworld.    

    

Zhu Yan never thought that the first time she attacked Red Sleeve Hall, she would be met with a strong resistance, as though they were retaliating with their lives on the line, causing heavy losses to the people of Zhu Family. A culture hall, with a hundred years of history, with a long aura. Drops of blood dripped down the azure stone steps. They had not dried up yet, which meant that the blood matter had happened just now.    

    

At the door of the cultural hall, two black clothed men carried a blade and killed every single one of Red Sleeve Hall's so-called elites without leaving a single piece behind. There were moans and screams everywhere. The remaining Red Sleeve Hall members hid inside the cultural hall, not daring to come out.    

    

The two black-clothed men were Zhu Yan's subordinates. With their strength at the Fourth Rank, they were able to sweep away normal gangs.    

    

Their eyes were white and emotionless. Their hands swung down, and blood filled the air, covering the steps of history and staining the pillars of the Hall of Culture red. The two of them advanced, and no one was able to block their attacks.    

    

This was the Branch of the Red Sleeve Hall, when the Branch Lord just returned, he was cut down by a blade, he didn't even have the chance to ask for help.    

    

As the two of them entered into culture, it was tantamount to announcing that the first Branch of the Red Sleeve Hall had been conquered. But at this time, Hao Wen brought a group of people to the culture hall, stopped the experts in the Zhu Family, and said coldly: "Zhu Family and our Red Sleeve Hall are like water in a well, you guys are going too far."    

    

Swish!    

    

A blade flew towards Hao Wen.    

    

Hao Wen was so scared that his face turned pale, he immediately dodged. One of his subordinates took a cut, and his arm fell to the ground, blood dripping down, producing a strange sound of fear. The subordinate who had lost his arm did not scream, and the blade was stabbed into the pillar, releasing a buzzing sound, showing how powerful the strike was.    

    

"Kill them." Hao Wen roared.    

    

The group of fearless men charged towards the two black clothed men.    

    

The two of them moved and reacted quickly. Facing dozens of Red Sleeve Hall experts, they fought back expressionlessly, and every time one of them attacked, one of them would fall to the ground. He finally understood why Zhu Family was able to be the new upstart of the Four Great Clans, and why they were superior to other forces. It was not only because of the money, but also because of their stronger power.    

    

Seeing that one subordinate after another fell, Hao Wen became the commander in chief, his expression unsettled.    

    

He was afraid that his master would punish him, so he did not dare to retreat. As expected, Hao Wen was kicked away, his lower abdomen was in intense pain, his internal organs had probably been moved. His face was pale and he was sweating because of the pain.    

    

When Hao Wen was unable to move and could only stare blankly on the ground, two black-clothed men walked in front of him and raised their blades, ready to kill him. He closed his eyes and bitterly smiled in his heart. He could only admit defeat.    

    

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, bringing with it a rotten smell.    

    

Bang bang!    

    

After two sounds, Hao Wen opened his eyes and saw a shocking scene. Unknowingly, a person whose entire body was filled with a rotten smell appeared in front of him, while the previously unstoppable expert of Zhu Family was struck and sent flying, a long line of blood appearing on his chest.    

    

The two men in black didn't seem to feel any pain as they continued to attack.    

    

The person who appeared suddenly fought the two black clothed men, every punch hitting flesh, blood and rotten juices fell to the ground, melting the hard steel blade, releasing pu pu pu sounds of corrosion, causing Hao Wen to be dumbstruck.    

    

F * ck, is he even human?    

    

Very quickly, the two black-clothed men were defeated. Their chests were pierced through, and they fell onto the ground, unable to move at all. A large hole appeared in their chests, they were all dead. However, their hands and feet could still wiggle, frightening Hao Wen to the point that his eyes were filled with fear.    

    

Hao Wen looked at the person who saved him, and anxiously said: "Thank you, Red Sleeve Hall will owe you a great favor in the future. If there is anything I can use in the future, I will definitely …"    

    

"Master wants you to leave the city center as soon as possible. Don't waste time." The man turned and left.    

    

Hao Wen was startled, but his entire body was ice cold. If the master can send anyone, they will be able to keep their Red Sleeve Hall, and their strength will be unfathomable. Before, he still had some hope, but now, he could only feel a deep fear for his master.    

    

He reassembled his men and went all out to attack the other gangs.    

    

Very quickly, in less than half a day's time, the entire city center area fell into the pocket of Red Sleeve Hall. But Red Sleeve Hall had paid a heavy price for this, killing one thousand enemies and self-inflicted eight hundred injuries. The strange thing was, his master didn't have the slightest emotion towards this. It was as if he was looking at an ant fighting over territory.    

    

This made Hao Wen even more terrified.    

    

Especially the way Master looked at him, it was very strange, Hao Wen had the urge to bow down to him.    

    

When Zhu Yan received her subordinates' total annihilation without being able to take any part of the Red Sleeve Hall, she immediately went to the scene to have a look. Looking at the two corpses of her subordinates who had their chests pierced, Zhu Yan remained silent. She sent her research department to collect the liquids on the ground and went back to study them.    

    

He wandered around the museum with his eyes closed. Scenes of the battle appeared in his mind. Each and every move, each and every punch and kick was displayed clearly. Finally, he opened his eyes and said with a grave expression on his face, "Ancient hypnotism, which Heavenly King of the Dragon God Cult?"    

    

He knew it was serious, so he immediately contacted the military.    

    

When Lu Chuanfeng received the news, he immediately rushed over and felt the same aura, but it was much stronger than Zhu Yan. He said in a deep voice, "This is a kind of walking corpse book. Who would have thought that he would emerge from the martial arts world once again. If my guess is not wrong, this person is the Seventh Heavenly King of the Dragon God Cult. Although he is of Subsaint, his Gu techniques are comparable to that of a saint. "    

    

Zhu Yan's face changed.    

    

Not only did the Seventh Heavenly King's cultivation level far surpass his, he could even use a powerful Gu technique. The Gu skill was an influential technique in China back then, and its lethality was extremely terrifying. If not for Military God personally helping to suppress the, who knows how many Jianghu People would have died by the hands of the Gu skill.    

    

"What should we do?" Zhu Yan asked worriedly.    

    

Lu Chuanfeng sneered, and snorted: "It's very simple. If you throw this matter to Yang Ping, he would become your cheap son-in-law soon, wouldn't she be willing to help you solve your problem with the Gu technique? We can do this … "    

    

After hearing Lu Chuanfeng's plan, Zhu Yan's eyes lit up, and laughed: "General Lu is indeed worthy of being a Master Tactician."    

    

The two of them quickly separated.    

    

A faintly discernable shadow appeared where the two of them were standing and muttered, "Lu Chuanfeng, why are you also in Dragon City? Could it be that Military God also has feelings for that thing? If the Military God were to take action, then things would become very troublesome. "