The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 520: Chance Encounter

Chapter 520: Chapter 520: Chance Encounter

In the castle garden headquarters of Angel’s Wings, Ms. Eliza sat elegantly with a leg crossed over the other, wearing a butterfly mask and holding a book that looked very ancient, Shakespeare’s Complete Works.

Myron approached Ms. Eliza and bowed deeply, "Ms. Eliza, I..."

"There’s no need to speak, I already know." Eliza’s eyes remained on the book, not even lifting her eyelids, "Just tell me directly how you want to proceed."

"Of course, we should send the most formidable assassin of Angel’s Wings to kill Yang Yu!" Myron gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear Yang Yu limb from limb.

"That’s not impossible, but your family’s status within Angel’s Wings isn’t high enough to command our deadliest assassin," Eliza said, "You know the rules. If you want them to take action, you’ll need to pay extra."

"No problem." Fire seemed to shoot from Myron’s eyes, "Two billion US Dollars, I’ll pay it!"

"Good." Eliza set down the book and smiled faintly, "Butterfly, you can depart now."

"Alright." A woman’s voice swept past Myron’s ear. Myron hardly had a chance to see what she looked like; all he saw was the multitude of butterflies in the garden taking flight, vibrant and colorful...

Yang Yu was planning to return to Xia Country when Leiden suddenly called, "Chairman Yang, I hear you are in M Country?"

"You’re quite well-informed!" Yang Yu laughed, "Yes, what’s the matter?"

"Just perfect, come to Britain." Leiden said, "Zhixin and I are getting engaged. Would you come by on your way and attend our engagement ceremony?"

"Sure, no problem." Yang Yu agreed, knowing that the engagement ceremony was just a pretext—Leiden mainly wanted him to visit the Klopus Family in Britain personally.

"Tomorrow night at seven o’clock, Westminster Cathedral. Chairman Yang, you’re welcome to attend." Leiden left the time and address, and Yang Yu nodded, "Alright, I’ll come now."

Yang Yu had to change his flight ticket and head to Britain.

Of course, it was necessary to bring along his bodyguard, Lu Ah. Having a powerful helper like Lu Ah made many things more convenient.

What made Yang Yu somewhat frustrated was that Lu Ah could only speak Tai and Xia Guoyu, not English.

Ah, English still needs to be learned!

That evening Yang Yu arrived in Britain and directly booked a hotel near Westminster Cathedral.

With a day to spare, Yang Yu could thoroughly enjoy his time in Britain.

He had been busy to the point of death this past half year, so he couldn’t squander the rare opportunity to explore.

Unlike the completely modernized M Country, Britain still retained many ancient landmarks, filled with Europe’s unique cultural atmosphere.

Yang Yu was fine, strolling and taking in the sights like any regular tourist.

Lu Ah, on the other hand, was different, curious about everything, like a curious baby.

There was no helping it; his life from childhood had been nothing but training in martial arts and earning money to support his family.

Apart from Australia and his Tai Country homeland, he had never been anywhere else before.

Now that Yang Yu had brought him here, it expanded his horizons.

"Robbery, there’s a robbery!" A fashionably dressed woman screamed at the top of her lungs, chasing after a robber who was running rapidly ahead.

The thief wore a black stocking mask, making the specific features of their face invisible, but it was apparent that the individual was European.

Such events were rare in Xia Country nowadays, but quite normal in Western countries. Yang Yu couldn’t be bothered.

Lu Ah cautiously asked Yang Yu, "Boss, that woman seems to be from Xia Country. Are you really not going to help her?"

"No help," Yang Yu shook his head, "unless she shouts ’help me’ in Xia Guoyu, otherwise who knows if she’s from Xia Country. Maybe she’s Japanese or from Korea?"

Yang Yu really didn’t plan on meddling, and the people around were just watching the show.

But the two robbers who snatched the bag seemed to deliberately slow down, as if they were waiting for the woman to catch up with them.

Yang Yu watched the two befuddled, "What are they up to?"

The woman continued running and shouting, "My passport is in the bag, please return my passport to me, you can keep everything else."

Lu Ah, who couldn’t understand English, casually asked, "Boss, what is she shouting?"

Not wanting to translate, Yang Yu said offhand, "She’s cursing them, calling them sons of bitches."

"Got it." Lu Ah nodded seriously, "If it were me, I’d curse too."

Thud!

Suddenly, both men tripped and fell right next to a black car parked by the side of the road, seeming to have fallen quite badly.

The woman was overjoyed, running forward, "Give me my bag back!"

"Don’t go over there," Yang Yu grabbed her shoulder, "If you go any further, not only will you lose your bag, but you yourself might disappear."

The woman looked at Yang Yu in shock, but then she understood what was going on and her complexion changed drastically, "That car!"

The woman was very beautiful, as delicate as a porcelain doll, making Lu Ah’s heart race.

But he also knew that he was a martial artist and not worthy of her, only his boss was.

"Yes," Yang Yu said, "If a foreigner disappears locally, by the time their family notices and reports it, this foreigner would either have become various organs or a tool making money in a brothel."

Yang Yu didn’t really care about the robbery, but this involved a woman’s life, and he couldn’t bring himself to not care.

It would be such a shame if such a beautiful woman were to be destroyed.

"Thank you, sir," the woman picked up her phone, ready to call the police, as the two robbers got up from the ground and walked towards them, along with three others who jumped out of the car.

"You damn monkey, asking for death!" One of the robbers aimed a gun at Yang Yu without hesitation, but in the next moment, Lu Ah twisted the robber’s wrist and elbowed him hard in the shoulder.

Crack!

"Ah!" The robber screamed in pain and immediately fell to his knees.

The other four robbers pulled out daggers and lunged at Lu Ah.

But how could these weaklings possibly be a match for Lu Ah?

In the blink of an eye, no more than two seconds, all four of them lay on the ground, their arms and legs broken, screaming in agony.

"Hands up, don’t move!" Several police officers aimed their guns at Yang Yu and Lu Ah, and Yang Yu raised his hands resignedly, "You never come early nor late, but just have to arrive now, so timely indeed!"

Yang Yu and the others were taken to the British police station, where a police officer who looked to be in high rank sat in front of them with a serious expression, "I’m Chief Barton, do you realize the trouble you’ve caused?"

Lu Ah, not understanding English, looked confused, and the woman shook her head, "They snatched my passport, and this gentleman helped me, that’s all."

"I know that," Barton said, "What I’m saying is, if I hadn’t brought you in, by tonight, all three of you might have been corpses."