Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

Inside the basement.

Jing Wende took a belt from the tool rack and played with it repeatedly in the palm of his hand.

Duan Hanshan was tied to a chair, watching Jing Wende pacing in front of her blankly, biting her lip in silence.

The housekeeper suddenly barged in, looking panicked, "Mr. Jing..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jing Wende glared hard, raised his belt and slapped him in the face to interrupt him, "Don't disturb me when I'm doing my business!"

The belt drew a clear trail of blood on the butler's face.

He showed an extremely painful expression and said tremblingly: "Mr. Jing, the surveillance... the surveillance shows that someone broke in..."

"Oh? Really?" Jing Wende disagreed, "Who has the guts to come here?"

He grabbed the belt and strode out of the basement, preparing to walk toward the monitoring room.

As soon as one foot stepped on the step, a person fell from the sky with a "bang" and fell heavily under his feet.

The man spit out a large amount of blood and sprinkled it on the floor tiles, and a bright red flower bloomed.

Jing Wende looked up and saw the girl's cold face reflected in the light of the incandescent lamp at the entrance to the basement stairs.

The cold light in those dark eyes was condensed, like ice knives scattered on the cliff in the cold winter.

Their eyes met, Gu Yanxi smiled at him, "Jing Wende, I found you again."

The girl's sad voice formed an echo in the basement, and was amplified infinitely in her ears. Jing Wende's body swayed, his legs trembled violently, and he could not stand still.

"Someone...come quickly!" he shouted.

Where are his mercenaries?

What about the mercenaries he bought at a high price?Where have they all gone?

"Are you talking about your group of trash?" Gu Yanxi said quietly, "What a pity that a group of people who should have been healthy are now disabled and injured..."

Jing Wende looked in disbelief.

So many of his people were just gone?

Gu Yanxi's leather-gloved hands casually held the stair railing and slowly stepped down the steps.

Even the sound of such light footsteps fell to Jing Wende's ears like a sonata from hell.

He stared at Gu Yanxi in horror, "What do you want to do? Don't come over here!"

Jing Wende looked at the girl getting closer and closer to him, hurriedly took out the walkie-talkie, and shouted to the person on the other end in English: "Draken, where are you? Come on! Come to the basement, come on and protect me. !”

Draken is the leader of this group of mercenaries.

He was once a warrior king who roamed the battlefield between spears and swords. His skills were extraordinary, and he could easily defeat ten with one.

For so long, there have been few special situations that required Drakken to intervene. Most of the time, the mercenaries under him can solve the problem.

I really didn't expect that I was actually scared to death by this dead woman.

After issuing the order, he learned that Draken would arrive to rescue him soon. Jing Wende's originally pale face suddenly returned to normal, and he was no longer afraid.

He calmly adjusted the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then looked at Gu Yanxi coldly, showing a somewhat startled look.

She wore a black windbreaker with a simple casual long-sleeved shirt, and her long hair hung neatly on her shoulders. She looked cold and cool, but it couldn't cover up her stunning appearance.

Jing Wende narrowed his eyes.

Only when such a woman is tamed can she feel more accomplished.

His heart was even more ready to move.

At this moment, the sound of work boots stepping on the floor sounded from the other end of the basement. It was not hurried or slow, and every step was very steady, which showed the size of the person coming.

Gu Yanxi followed the sound and looked over.

A tall figure appeared in sight. He was a white man, about 1.8 and a half meters tall. He was wearing a military green vest and military green overalls. His limbs had tight muscles.

"That's this woman." Jing Wende pointed at Gu Yanxi and said to Draken, "Don't beat her to death. I want her to live. Be gentle, otherwise I will feel bad."

Fu Yanci saw this and took a step forward, "Yanyan, this is me..."

Gu Yanxi held his shoulders, protected him behind her, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Fu Yanci stiffened and was stunned for a moment.

afraid?

He hooked Gu Yanxi's fingers with some depression, and said gloomily: "Yanyan, I'm not afraid, I'm afraid of you——"

"I know." Gu Yanxi looked at him lovingly and chuckled, "I know you have mysophobia, so I will be careful this time so I don't let blood splash on you again."

Jing Wende looked at these two people, snorted coldly, and hid behind Draken, "Hurry up, go and take care of these two guys."

Let’s see how long they can remain proud.

When Draken heard this, he nodded slightly, took out a short stick from his waist, and raised it towards Gu Yanxi.

At the same time, a black shadow quickly struck him.

The swords and sticks collided, creating a sharp sound in the air.

Two seconds later, Draken's tall figure suddenly froze.

As soon as he raised the stick, the short-handled knife cut open the arteries of his right wrist joint.

Blood spurted out.

With a "clang", the short stick in his hand fell to the ground.

Gu Yanxi appeared behind him, mercilessly inserted the knife into the muscles of his arm, raised his knees, and kicked the man to the ground.

"Drakken comes from the ancient Scandinavian language, which means 'dragon' and represents strength, but you don't seem to be worthy of this name."

The man's head hit the marble steps hard, his body twisted in a weird way and he fainted.

Gu Yanxi took out the knife from his shoulder, bringing out a trace of blood, but he repeated the previous action without caring, wiping his beloved dagger clean on the man's clothes.

Jing Wende was stunned, staring at this unbelievable scene with his eyes wide open, his heart twitching due to fear.

His mercenary leader was just gone?

Who the hell can tell him what the hell this woman is?

He couldn't accept that all his people had fallen at the hands of this young girl who looked like she had just grown up?They were obviously such a professional fighting team and were his most trusted bodyguards. How could they be killed so easily by a girl?

"Who are you?" Jing Wende glared at Gu Yanxi, going crazy, "What kind of pervert are you?"

In order to ensure his own safety, he spent a lot of money to get this group of well-trained people, and all his money was wasted!What a waste!It's like being deceived!

"Pervert?" Gu Yanxi walked towards him slowly, "In terms of perversion, I don't seem to be one ten thousandth as good as you."

Jing Wende watched the other party gradually close the distance with him, and backed away continuously.

"What do you want to do?"

He even panicked and raised his belt and waved it in the air. Although this was of no use, it seemed that this behavior gave him a sense of security.