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"It seems you've secretly learned something from that old Taoist. It does have some use. What a pity. If only you could put all this effort into the right path, then I wouldn't have to make such arrangements." Liu Yue Ru sighed as she looked at her daughter, who was blocked by her personal bodyguard.
No matter how high one's personal strength, it meant nothing. In today's society, problems cannot be solved with brute force.
The attack was blocked, and Liu Lianyue let out a huff. Using the recoil, she stepped back a bit. She understood that with Uncle Jian in front of her, it would be difficult to achieve her goal. Moreover, there was more than one bodyguard in the room.
Seeing that disgusting fellow right in front of her left her feeling helpless. At this moment, Liu Lianyue's fists were turning pale from the pressure.
"Then if you have the ability, just keep hiding behind them. Don't give me a chance to catch you alone," Liu Lianyue said through gritted teeth, her expression darkening.
Zuo Xu Xiang, who had been wearing a smile filled with vengeful delight, changed slightly upon hearing those words.
On the other side, Liu Yue Ru frowned and said, "You need to know when to stop. Your classmate should have already been dealt with. Don't hold onto any other fantasies."
He understood that without giving his daughter some setbacks, she would never compromise.
Upon hearing Liu Yue Ru's words, Liu Lianyue was momentarily stunned. When she realized who he was referring to, her expression changed dramatically. A strange feeling washed over her as if someone had tightly gripped her heart.
It felt like a suffocating pressure trapped in her chest that couldn't be released.
"What is this? Tears? Why am I crying when I don't even want to?" Liu Lianyue felt a cold sensation sliding down her face. After wiping it away with her hand and realizing it was tears, she experienced an uncomfortable feeling of wanting to cry but being unable to do so.
At that moment, she realized that somehow, that greedy yet skilled cook—lazy yet somewhat clever—had occupied a significant place in her heart.
Now hearing this news suddenly made Liu Lianyue feel disheartened. No matter what, he was still her father.
Born into such a family, she naturally understood. For her father, making someone disappear from the face of the earth was as simple as breathing. Even if that fellow was somewhat clever and had participated in a Mercenary group, as long as he lived within the Chinese Empire, he would be unable to withstand her father's pressure.
All the problems fell onto Liu Yue Ru. Upon seeing her daughter's lost expression, even her previously steadfast heart wavered slightly. She indeed felt somewhat guilty towards her. However, being born into such a family meant that while gaining resources far superior to those of ordinary people, one must also pay the price.
True familial love, romantic love, and friendship were luxuries for people like them.
At that moment, a sudden cold wind swept through the office, which had been comfortably warm.
Just as Liu Yue Ru was preparing to deliver the final blow, a delicate palm rested on her shoulder. At the same time, a strange voice whispered in her ear, "Hey, are you sure you want to take this grudge upon yourself?"
Upon hearing this voice, Liu Yue Ru, who had weathered many storms over the years and had developed an unflappable demeanor, felt every hair on her body stand on end.
A profound sense of crisis surged within her heart, akin to standing at the edge of a bottomless cliff. One wrong answer could send her plummeting down.
Aside from her, Uncle Jian, who had blocked Liu Lianyue's path, along with another bodyguard lurking in the shadows, also changed their expressions drastically. They rushed to either side of the desk to block any escape routes but dared not approach too closely.
At that moment, a crack resembling a diamond drill cut through the glass wall behind the desk. A figure wearing a peculiar helmet casually stood behind Liu Yue Ru, one hand resting comfortably on her shoulder as if they were close friends.
The jagged crack continued to blow cold air inward, rustling her clothes and causing Liu Yue Ru's hair to become slightly disheveled.
In that instant, Liu Yue Ru made a decisive choice and uttered what would become one of the most fortunate answers of her life: "No, it's not me. It's him. I'm just stating a fact."
"Very good." Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou patted her shoulder with an approving tone. Without paying any mind to the two bodyguards, he walked straight towards Zuo Xu Xiang.
However, just as he released Liu Yue Ru's shoulder and the two bodyguards prepared to strike immediately, a terrifying pressure suddenly enveloped their heads!
The air was thick with a brutal, destructive aura that filled the entire room, as if the very atmosphere was about to warp.
To their eyes, the whole room seemed to sway.
It felt as if a mere twitch of a finger could lead to immediate annihilation.
In that instant, two highly skilled bodyguards dared not move an inch. Even though they had specially approved firearms in their possession, there was no impulse to draw their weapons.
Having reached their current level of strength, they understood the terrifying nature of such powerful beings. At this close range, even if they had guns, they would likely be struck down before they could even draw them.
If the opponent aimed to kill their boss, they might have found the courage to fight back. But now, without any provocation necessary, they couldn't muster even that desperate bravery.
"Who... who are you? Don't come any closer! What do you want? Uncle Jian, help me!" Zuo Xu Xiang stammered, watching the mysterious figure approach with an air of calmness.
Yet, aside from his words, he realized he inexplicably lacked even the ability to retreat. His body felt unresponsive, as if it were no longer under his control. He could only watch helplessly as the figure drew nearer and then delivered a punch to his abdomen.
A sharp pain surged through him, akin to his insides being torn apart, sending intense signals to Zuo Xu Xiang's nervous system. His entire body curled in response.
"Don't worry. It's not your time to die yet. We're here to settle things slowly. Sometimes, death can be a relief," Yang Xiaoyou said after dispersing the force of his punch. He then grabbed Zuo Xu Xiang by the neck and tucked him under his arm.
He glanced over at Liu Lianyue, whose expression seemed somewhat vacant. After briefly meeting her gaze, he spoke to her, "Beautiful lady, we meet again. Don't be sad; my subordinate isn't dead yet. Can this third-rate character really handle my team? Well then, I'll take him for a little 'happy' time. I'll leave the cleanup work to you."
With a casual wave of his hand, Yang Xiaoyou jumped out of the window with the bruised and battered man in tow.
He had no worries about the aftermath. It was clear that this fellow had something on them; perhaps there were contingencies in place to ensure that even after his death, there would still be some form of deterrence.
However, since he was now preparing to erase all connections related to him, it seemed he would also help them solve a problem. In this situation, they would likely handle the aftermath with more care than he would.
Meanwhile, he could take some time to properly train this fellow. Even the senior member of IA, Hank, couldn't hold on against him. He didn't believe this fellow could either.
"Hmm? Is everything alright?" Liu Lianyue, whose eyes had appeared somewhat vacant and whose heart felt like it was in ashes, suddenly felt an unreal sensation upon hearing this news.
The drastic ups and downs of today had truly been overwhelming for her.
After her mindset slightly recovered, she recalled a figure that seemed familiar. It was the formidable fellow from the Pudong Airport incident. That person's extraordinary abilities had left a deep impression on her.
Initially, she hadn't thought of it due to some inexplicable emotions taking over her mind.
Once she realized it was him, Liu Lianyue's thoughts became lively again. Yang Xiaoyou mentioned that he was a candidate member of a mercenary group. It was likely that this mercenary group belonged to this fellow. With him appearing here, it made sense that he would save Yang Xiaoyou.
Having figured it out, Liu Lianyue, who had seemed somewhat lifeless before, regained her vitality.
"I knew it! Trouble lasts for a thousand years. How could it possibly be proven to be simply dead? Bah!"
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