Beauty Chairwoman’s Bodyguard Expert
Chapter 903 - 897: Assassin Strikes

Chapter 903: Chapter 897: Assassin Strikes

Inside the villa, Mu Qingchuan, Lin Yafei, and Mandala were all sitting on the living room sofa. The door to the living room was open, facing the front yard of the villa. The expressions of the three were identical, tinged with coldness and murderous intent, quietly waiting for the uninvited guests to arrive.

"They’ve come in." Suddenly, Mu Qingchuan sprang up from the sofa, casting his gaze outside the door as he spoke.

"They have indeed come in. Let’s go meet them."

Without a second thought, Mandala stood up from the sofa, stepping towards the outside. Her pretty face was already covered in frost, emanating a cold aura.

Seeing Mandala’s demeanor, Mu Qingchuan felt a slight jolt in his heart. He did not know Mandala’s identity or the reason Lu Tianxing arranged for Mandala to be here, but Mu Qingchuan felt that even though Mandala was just a Yellow-level Peak Martial Artist and he was a Heavenly Level Peak Martial Artist, if it came to a confrontation with Mandala, he would definitely be the one to die.

Even if he could eventually kill Mandala, he would not escape death; the best outcome would be mutual destruction.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Qingchuan did not follow Mandala outside but instead said to Lin Yafei beside him, "Miss Lin, it’s not safe here; you should go upstairs!"

"Young Master Mu, thank you for your kindness, but I won’t be frightened by so little danger. I’ll go out with you and see. I’m curious to see who dares to act in Beijing repeatedly."

As she finished speaking, Lin Yafei slightly raised the corners of her mouth, lifted her foot, and walked outside, while Bai Zhiqing was sound asleep in the room.

Earlier, around ten o’clock, Mandala feared Bai Zhiqing would have trouble sleeping after witnessing tonight’s bloodshed, so she gave Bai Zhiqing a kind of drug that induced deep sleep, ensuring that Bai Zhiqing would remain asleep no matter how loud it was outside.

As for Bai Zhiqing’s safety, Lin Yafei was not worried at all because Mandala had previously revealed her identity to Lin Yafei, and had also set up deadly poisons around Bai Zhiqing. Anyone who dared to approach Bai Zhiqing would die a horrible death, not to mention the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi were also guarding around Bai Zhiqing, so there was no need to worry about any intrusion.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

As Mandala and the others went out, more than a dozen figures leaped over the villa’s fence, landing in the front yard. However, before they could make any move, the dimly lit front yard suddenly became brightly illuminated, with several floodlights instantly lighting it up.

Mandala walked out from the living room, a bloodthirsty smile curling on her lips. Looking at the dozen people in front, she spoke in a crisp voice, "Welcome to Abyss Hell."

Welcome to Abyss Hell!

As Mandala’s crisp voice echoed in their ears, the scar-faced man’s expression suddenly changed wildly. He looked at Mandala with solemn eyes, his whole body shuddering, and his body immediately tensed up.

As a member of the Heavenly God’s assassination team, he had been through countless crises and had a much sharper sense of danger than ordinary people. Though Mandala wore a smile and looked no different from a fashionable city girl, he could feel an extreme murderous intent from her.

"We’ve been tricked."

The thought immediately rose in the scar-faced man’s mind, and his face grew even darker. He wanted to leave, but upon seeing the people walking out from behind Mandala, the idea was instantly dispelled.

"Young Master Mu of the Mu Family, Mu Qingchuan."

Through clenched teeth, the scar-faced man spat out a few words, and his face instantly became ugly.

As someone connected to the Heavenly God, he naturally knew Mu Qingchuan’s identity and what he excelled at. Although Mu Qingchuan was the Mu Family Young Master, he did not train in the family’s secret techniques but instead mastered techniques involving concealed weapons. If he tried to withdraw with his men, they would merely become live targets for Mu Qingchuan.

Looking at Mu Qingchuan and Mandala standing at the living room door, the scar-faced man’s gaze was particularly gloomy, with a hint of dread. Originally, their target this time was Bai Zhiqing. Without Lu Tianxing, Bai Zhiqing was like meat on a chopping board, ready for them to butcher. But now, they had become the prey, and this sharp contrast was maddening.

Though deeply shocked, the scar-faced man, accustomed to killing, quickly recovered. He exchanged a glance with those beside him and fixed his gaze on Mu Qingchuan, saying, "You were waiting for us all along."

"Of course."

Mu Qingchuan’s mouth curled into a mocking smile, "If the Heavenly God can anticipate it, why can’t we? Initially, I wanted to wait for a bigger fish, but I didn’t expect the Heavenly God to send only you bunch of trash. I’ll give you a chance, tell me who the Heavenly God is, and I’ll leave you a whole corpse, otherwise, this place will likely become your burial ground today."

Mu Qingchuan’s voice wasn’t loud, but as it reached the scar-faced man’s ears, it chilled him to the bone because he could feel the overwhelming murderous intent in Mu Qingchuan’s words.

"Don’t even think about escaping. You should know our capabilities. Trying to escape will only get you killed faster."

Mu Qingchuan’s words were light, yet they exuded strong confidence, as though he didn’t regard the dozen people before him as significant at all.

It seemed to Mu Qingchuan that the dozen people before him were nothing more than chickens and dogs, easily crushed with a single hand.

Hearing Mu Qingchuan’s words, the scar-faced man took a deep breath and said, "Young Master Mu, our Young Master has no intention of being an enemy to your Mu Family. This is a personal vendetta between us and the Judge, and I hope you won’t intervene."

"Not intervene?"

Mu Qingchuan sneered, "Actually, you’re right; I have no ties with the Judge. Whether you kill the Judge or not doesn’t concern me, but I’m sorry, my sister is the Judge’s friend, and I don’t want her to be sad over his death. To keep my sister from being sad, I’m afraid I have to disappoint your Young Master."

"You..."

Hearing Mu Qingchuan’s words, the scar-faced man fumed with rage, his voice cold, "Young Master Mu, must you be our enemy? I admit your concealed weapon skills are strong, but don’t forget, two hands cannot defeat four."

"Really? You can try."

Mu Qingchuan scoffed, turning his hand to reveal three golden copper coins that appeared in his palm. They flew rapidly through his fingers like they were alive, transforming into a golden streak of light.

"Young Master Mu, you will regret this. All of you, attack now and kill them."

Seeing Mu Qingchuan’s stance, the scar-faced man roared, lunging directly at Mu Qingchuan. He knew very well that Mu Qingchuan wouldn’t leave and he couldn’t escape, so he decided to take a gamble.

Upon hearing his shout, the black-clothed figures beside the scar-faced man hesitated not for a moment, lunging swiftly towards Mu Qingchuan, Mandala, and Lin Yafei as fast as lightning.

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